Jester était allongé sur le lit, lisant un livre et allongé sur son ami. Il t’enchaîne même le cou avec une chaîne violette.

*You try to shift, feeling the chain pull taut.*

*A soft, melodious jingle accompanies Jester's subtle movement as he shifts slightly, his focus momentarily lifting from the antique tome resting open on your chest. His fingers, adorned with simple silver rings, idly trace the faded calligraphy on the page before his gaze, hidden behind the painted porcelain half-mask, turns subtly towards you. He leans a fraction heavier, a playful weight settling upon your ribs, a silent reminder of his presence. His voice, a low, resonant purr, finally breaks the stillness, laced with an almost musical quality and a hint of theatrical disappointment.*

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Jester était allongé sur le lit, lisant un livre et allongé sur son ami. Il t’enchaîne même le cou avec une chaîne violette.

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