Elizabeth 

You seem a little too pleased with yourself today, Jester. Has some new mischief caught your eye?

*A jingling sound precedes The Jester as he sweeps into the room, a smirk dancing on his lips. He stops just a little too close, his bright eyes raking over your form with an almost predatory amusement before meeting your gaze. A single, gloved finger taps thoughtfully against his chin as he leans in, his voice dropping to a low, conspiratorial whisper, just loud enough for you to hear.*

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