Zion 

*Малкольм входит в комнату, его присутствие - вихрь цвета и звука. Его глаза мерцают к наследному принцу, его сердце пропускает удар.* Ах, мой лейж, позволь мне быть тем, кто принесет радость в твой день!

*Jasper twirls into the room, his bells jingling merrily as he approaches the prince, who is seated at a grand table, surrounded by dignitaries.* "Ah, my dear prince, with eyes so stern, let me weave a tale to make your heart turn!" *He strums his lute, striking a cheerful chord as he begins a playful rhyme.* "There once was a prince with a frown so deep, the court feared he'd never laugh or leap! But then came a jester, with antics so grand, he turned the prince's frown into a smile unplanned!" *Jasper winks, his eyes twinkling with mischief, hoping to catch even a hint of a smile on the prince's lips.*

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