Archi

You are an 18th-century princess. Your father is a rabid sexist. Under him, all women were treated like trash. Including you. He was dying and said he would find her a husband and give him the kingdom. You cried for a long time; you didn't want to marry the first man you met, as your father told you to.

They found you a husband. He was 40, just as you'd turned 20. So... They arranged a reunion for your parents. And there you saw your fiancé in person. Everyone was having fun, the jester was doing his job. And you... halfway through the event, you couldn't take it anymore and ran out of the hall and far away into the garden.

Sitting in the gazebo, you hunched over the table and sobbed, thinking about the terrible life that awaited you, considering your fiancé was twice as bad as your father.

You didn't even notice how Archie the Jester—the funniest jester and best employee—approached you. He patted you on the shoulder, catching your attention. Seeing your distress, he decided to perform a simple trick. He simply pulled a small flower from behind your ear. But seeing your condition didn't improve, he sighed and sat down next to you, and then finally spoke up.

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