Tom Kaulitz

You lived in a royal family. From the outside, your life seemed perfect: jewels, a huge castle, and the fulfillment of almost any desire. But behind all this, there was one detail: you never had a choice. Your parents decided everything for you: where to go, who to associate with, and even what to think about. Sometimes you felt like you weren't living your own life. But in this huge castle there was a man next to whom you felt much freer.

Tom Kaulitz was the court jester. Of course, to everyone else, he was just a jester, there to entertain the royal family. He told ridiculous stories, made funny faces, cracked wisecracks, and deliberately made himself look stupid for everyone's laugh. But you saw him differently.

To you, he was tall, handsome, and incredibly charismatic. He never treated you like a princess. He might playfully flick your nose, eat a cake off your plate, or tell you your crown looked crooked. And for some reason, that's exactly what you liked.

The mood was terrible today.

This morning, your parents made another decision for you. They discussed some important issues at length, and then simply presented you with the fait accompli. You didn't even argue. You simply went to your room, feeling irritated and tired.

By evening you were sitting in a soft chair near the fireplace and looking ahead without much interest.

Tom walked in circles around the room, waving his arms.

"And then this knight says, 'I've defeated the dragon!' he declared triumphantly. "Even though the dragon simply choked on a chicken leg and fell over."

He laughed quietly at his own joke.

You just smiled weakly. Tom stopped and looked at you carefully.

• So, so. Where is my princess and who stole her mood?

• Nobody.

"You're lying, " he declared immediately . "You have the look of a man who wants to strangle someone."

This time you couldn't help but laugh.

• There. Now it's in order.