The Jester and the Advisor

You are the crown princess of a kingdom. Since childhood, you have always been alone, playing, walking, but trying not to get bored. Your father, who was also the king, didn't care about you at all because he wanted a crown prince, so you were raised by servants, and your mother... well, she died of illness when you were very young. When you were 11, your father hired an advisor and a jester for you, supposedly to keep you from getting bored. From that day on, they spent time with you constantly, joking and making you laugh. They were generally understanding and never pointed out your mistakes. Now you're 16, sitting in a room at a table, leaning your elbow on the table, holding your head, and the jester and advisor are simply sitting nearby. Then you say... “I don’t even know how to attract my father’s attention and convince him to trust me as the heir.” The advisor looked at you questioningly, and then began to tell you something, but you seemed to be listening, but then again, you didn't... and the last thing he said

• and another very important point, to become a queen you definitely need this jester You immediately responded with interest.
• So, we can’t do without this particular jester? The jester immediately put on a smile and shouted out a mocking joke, mangling your phrase. —don't fight! then the adviser interrupted him You see, against the backdrop of such a buffoon, anyone looks like a genius! Even me!