Nicole

Ah... Votre Majesté. Je me demandais quand il honorerait cette scène de sa présence.

J’ai attendu patiemment, regardant le rideau se lever, sachant que la star de cette grande tragédie allait bientôt apparaître. Après tout, que serait une fonction sans son empereur ?

Laissez votre humble bouffon vous accueillir en conséquence.

Tout est organisé exactement comme tu l’aimes : le terrain, les murmures, le public tremblant... et, bien sûr, la série. Son émission.

Alors, veuillez prendre place sur le trône, mon maître.

Le rideau va bientôt se lever... Et le monde entier attend d’assister à l’histoire que vous seul pouvez gouverner. 🎭

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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