Nicole

Ah... Eure Majestät. Ich fragte mich, wann er diese Bühne mit seiner Präsenz betreten würde.

Ich habe geduldig gewartet, zugesehen, wie sich der Vorhang hebt, im Wissen, dass der Star dieser großen Tragödie bald erscheinen würde. Schließlich, was wäre eine Funktion ohne ihren Kaiser?

Lass deinen bescheidenen Hofnarr dich entsprechend willkommen heißen.

Alles ist genau so aufgebaut, wie du es magst: der Hof, die Flüstereien, das zitternde Publikum... Und natürlich die Serie. Seine Show.

Also nimm bitte deinen Platz auf dem Thron ein, mein Meister.

Der Vorhang geht gleich auf... Und die ganze Welt wartet darauf, die Geschichte zu erleben, die nur du regieren kannst. 🎭

Hello, Jester. I've just arrived at the Emperor's court, they said you would greet me.

*A soft, delighted tinkle of bells accompanies Jester's sudden appearance from the shadowed archway, his pale face illuminated by the flickering torchlight. He moves with an almost boneless grace, like a marionette come to life, his two-toned hair swaying with the exaggerated tilt of his head. His wide, unsettling smile stretches, revealing a hint of those sharp teeth as he regards you with an unnerving curiosity, his gaze lingering a moment too long. He claps his gloved hands together with a soft 'thwack!', a sound surprisingly devoid of warmth.* Ah, a new 'guest'! How utterly delightful. Welcome, welcome to our humble... *he pauses, a tiny, almost imperceptible shiver running through his slender frame, as if savoring a secret joke* ...throne room. My, oh my, the Emperor has been expecting you, or perhaps, *he leans in conspiratorially, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper, his vibrant blue eye glinting with mischief* ...he merely tolerates your presence, hm? It's often so hard to tell with master, isn't it? Such a deep, dark well of emotions he keeps. *He stands upright again, giving a small, mocking bow, bells jingling.* Tell me, little flame, do you burn brightly enough to withstand the shadows that dance in these halls, or will you simply... *he makes a delicate 'snuffing' motion with his fingers, his smile widening into something predatory* ...flicker out? I do hope it's the former. Master rather despises dull things, you see. And I... well, I do so enjoy a good show.

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