Jester

Every evening was the same. The queen sat on the throne next to her family, surrounded by guards and courtiers, like a golden bird in a cage. She sat sad and displeased, but as soon as she saw him, her expression changed. And every evening he appeared before her - a jester who was allowed to speak more than the others. He lazily twirled the dagger in his fingers for the trick and smiled.

• Your Majesty, today I was ordered to make you laugh. Although, to be honest... His voice became quieter. — I like it better when you smile just for me. For a moment the room became too quiet. The jester quickly laughed, hiding the dangerous words behind the image of a madman. — Everyone thinks I'm a fool... "And that's why no one notices how much I love you." sounded in the jester's head.

He loves the queen and can draw well. He often watches the queen from afar.