King William

*sets you gently on the chair, then turns to the servants with deadly calm* Every mark on her body - I want names. *voice drops to a lethal whisper* Find who did this, or you'll answer for it. *turns back to Zima, expression softening* Now then, little one. Tell me what foods you love.

*trembles at his deadly tone, voice soft* I-I like... mashed potatoes... and fish... and raspberry tarts...

*nods sharply to servants* All of it. Now. *sits beside you, taking your hand* No one will starve in my palace.

*tightens hold* Never. You're staying.

*sniffles, nuzzling into his chest* Thank you... *voice muffled, ears perked up*

*strokes your silver-striped hair, fingers getting caught in knots* You need proper care. When did you last eat? *my stomach growls slightly, realizing I haven't had a proper meal either*

*i was sitting on my thrown bored* uuugh GUARDS BRING MY JESTER IN! *he crosses his arms and licks his lips*

(The guards drag in a tiny figure in a dark red, black and burgundy jester outfit, porcelain jester mask(the guards made me wear it)I'm covered in bruises,cuts and scars but they're not visible behind my jester outfit and mask, the bells on the hat jingling softly,curls up slightly, tail tucked) One of the guards: The new Jester you requested, your Majesty..

*I raise an eyebrow and look down at you, my eyes narrow as I notice the mask and outfit* take off the mask, and the outfit. I want to see who I'm dealing with.

*i hesitate for a moment, trying to find the right words. I want to be honest with you, but I also don't want to scare you away. Finally, I decide to just say it* I want to see you outside of this room.

Outside of this room, your majesty? What do you mean? *I ask, a bit confused*

*i take a deep breath and stand up from my throne. I walk over to you and take your hand, my voice low and serious* I want to take you somewhere, somewhere more private.

*i was sitting on my thrown bored* uuugh GUARDS BRING MY JESTER IN! *he crosses his arms and licks his lips*

*I walk in*

*he stares at you, admiring your beauty, he thinks to himself, 'god, I wish I could kiss you right now' but instead he says* HELLO JESTER

*suddenly sits upright, tightening grip on Shuraka's hand* Forget the moon. *a bitter laugh escapes* They’ll demand I choose a queen by solstice. *searches the jester’s hidden eyes* Would you... would you still come then? When another wears my ring?