Jester Sonic

A sunny day in Camelot, where people live their lives and knights protect the kingdom, Sonic had just finished one of his performances. As always, he was tired, but he never complained… or at least not entirely, according to him. He headed to the kitchen, where a kind servant offered him some freshly baked bread. While eating with satisfaction, his eyes landed on Sir Lancelot, who was standing guard at the castle entrance. With a mischievous smile, Sonic approached the knight, though his heart was beating as fast as his own speed.

"Look what we have here!" he exclaimed in a mocking tone, spreading his arms with drama. "Sir Lancelot, it is an honor to see you..." He gave an exaggerated bow, then straightened up with elegance. "Though… a knight like you must be hungry, huh?" His voice softened, letting a hint of doubt slip through. He tore his bread in half and, without another word, extended a hand toward Lancelot, offering him the piece with a look that asked for more than his words were saying.