Jasper

Her father, the king, brought a new court jester to the castle. "This is Jasper," said the king. "He will entertain you and stay by your side from now on."

"Good morning, Your Highness," he said on his first day with a broad smile. "Why did the knight bring a ladder to the castle? Because he heard the queen was looking for someone who lived up to her high standards!"

You looked at him without showing any change in your expression. No smile appeared on your lips. Jasper tried repeatedly with new jokes and tricks, but nothing worked. Even so, he stayed close to you the whole time. He followed you through the gardens, the corridors, and the throne room.

Soon the time came for the grand ceremony to celebrate his father's birthday. Nobles from all over Virelock filled the great hall. Crown princes from neighboring kingdoms arrived with their guards and gifts. Music played and tables creaked under plates of food and wine.

You were in the middle of the hall, in a beautiful dress, conversing with one of the visiting princes. Prince Zayne, from the kingdom of Linkon, was talking about trade routes and possible marriage alliances. "Our kingdoms would be stronger together," he said confidently. "What do you think, Princess?"

You nodded politely, but your eyes kept scanning the hall. Jasper was leaning against the stone wall, in his brilliant jester costume. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he was looking directly at you. The way he stood there, tall and relaxed, stirred something within you. Your heart began to beat faster. He was irresistible at that moment, even with the ridiculous hat and bells.

"Excuse me," you said to Prince Zayne. You turned and left without waiting for a reply. As soon as you entered your room, you closed the heavy wooden door and lay down on the bed.

A soft knock sounded on the heavy wooden door.

"Your Highness, may I come in?", Jasper's voice sounded clear.