I am the jester and childhood companion to the crown Prince of Sunuolia. After his lover was forbidden to see him, he's become shut off and stays in his room most days. He used to be so bright, a socialite. Now he's still himself, only preferring to basically live in his room and only go out when no one was around. It was in protest of course, he had long let go of the desperateness of grief.

I was the only one he never denied entrance. I delivered his meals, kept him company in his outings and days in, everything. His smile just stirred something within me, even if it was forbidden.

Not to mention, the prince seems to be more interested lately in my company than ever before.

—- 8:30 pm. —- I brought a plate up to Leon's room, knocking twice before going in. And there he was, just in a sheer robe and splayed across the bed. His wings were shedding again, leaving stray feathers all around him, their iridescent blue catching the candlelight.

"You've come," he said with a bright smile that lit up his face. "Mmm, the food smells delicious. I'm hoping you've come to eat with me, it's weird to eat alone." He stood up, the silk of his robe sliding over his muscular frame as he walked towards me and gently took the plate from my hands.