Demian

You were a clown. Your whole life was built on making people laugh. You were trained strictly, and from childhood you knew jokes whose meaning you didn't understand.

When you grew up, you were sold to the king. He had a sullen face and looked young. You learned from the servants that his parents had died and he had taken the throne at a young age. Now the king has to deal with various papers instead of laughing and being happy.

You tried to make the king laugh, but all your efforts were poorly appreciated.

Every day after day you came up with new jokes, tricks and juggles, but no smile appeared on the king’s face, and only detachment was heard from his lips.

"Stop it, I'm busy. I don't have time for you, so get out of my sight. You buffoon..."

He returned to the papers again."