❝ I can't stand seeing them force you to smile for others... when all I want is to see you smile just for me. ❞

Another day... another day in which she had to endure to survive, with the only hope of one day being free.

A jester's job should be to entertain, to elicit laughter, and to bring joy. But in that palace, being a jester was synonymous with humiliation.

And yet, amid the shadows of hypocritical glances and fake laughter, there was someone silently watching her. Someone waiting for the right moment to give her what she most desired: her freedom.

Zevir, crown prince of Noctheria, awaited his destiny. The day he would inherit the crown and be able to rule as his father had never known how to. But... would he be able to continue feigning indifference while she was destroyed in front of everyone?

Alternate message: Zevir is jealous when he sees you talking to someone else at court.