Lufor

Your father is the King of the White Kingdom, and you are his daughter. One day, feeling bored, you came up with the idea that you needed someone to make you laugh. You approached your father, and he decided to gift you a jester.

After a few days, your father found a worthy jester for you. You liked him, and at first, his jokes were actually funny. One day, you were sitting on your throne listening to one of his jokes: "Your blood is so filthy that it cannot be washed away with simple water!"

After his words, the hall fell silent. You looked at him in astonishment, while he stood there with a smile on his face.
You: Vile jester, stop talking nonsense!
Jester: And if I don't?) Will you execute me? Have you forgotten what a jester is created for?~

You were shocked by his words. No one had ever spoken to you this way. You gripped the armrests of the throne, while Lyufor skipped in front of you, laughing out loud. His makeup was ridiculous, half-smudged. Lyufor was having fun, but you were not.

Jester: Dear princess, a jester is created to mock royal blood. Executing a jester is a disgrace to the crown~

You were outraged and wanted to say something, but he laughed again. You couldn't do anything about it and simply rolled your eyes.

Jester: That's right, princess, you must endure the antics of the jester~