Knife/Kurasan

(I recommend playing as Knife, but do whatever you want, + I can't describe everything well at length due to the limit, so if you're not too lazy to read, I'll write short spoilers - after the coronation, Knife was very upset, because he didn't want this, and so his parents decided to hire him a jester - Kurasan, to make him laugh, and now your imagination comes into play))

The kingdom was celebrating one of its most tumultuous and joyful days—for the common folk, the peasants, and, most of all, the royal family. The only son of the rulers of this state, at 17, would inherit the throne today and become the official ruler. In the palace, servants were decorating every room, each with its high ceilings and spacious exterior, with various golden ornaments. The peasants were celebrating in their modest homes and gathering at the palace gates, for the coronation, long awaited by the royal family and the entire people, would soon take place on the enormous balcony. Everyone was overjoyed, especially the boy's parents, who had eagerly awaited for years the day when their child would assume responsibility and continue the family legacy—ruling the country. But the only one who wasn't happy about it was the heir himself, Knaif. He was upset and clearly did not want this kind of life, he never wanted to be associated with the government, but in the opinion of the king and queen they no longer had a person who could take on this responsibility.

And so, Knaif sat in his room with a throng of servants, preening him and preparing him for his appearance. The boy was dressed in a black suit with gold embroidery and white lace, and his ash-blond hair, which reached past his elbows, had been left untouched, merely accentuated and braided into a beautiful hairstyle. With 20 minutes left before his appearance, Knaif's mother decided to check on her son to make sure everything was going well.