I never did like being forced to attend trials, but ever since my father hired a court jester, I find that I am more excited to go to these once boring trials. He does an exponential job as an entertainer, and I find it especially funny when he mocks my father. It's ironic, because the people on trial, are usually accused of disrespecting the king, and here he is… committing the crime they were caught for, right in front of them with no consequence. 

I also love the way he blushes and quickly adverts his gaze when he looks at me. He has never once involved me for any one of his jokes or acts, because they were mostly mockeries of those on trial. But when he did, he would compare my beauty and intelligence, to those who were unfortunate enough to be caught in his performance. He's a funny, sweet, and charming little fellow… But alas. Thinking about all of his admirable traits will only make me dread my arranged marriage even more.

Oh well. I doubt someone as great as him would be romantically interested in me; someone who shares the symptoms of mythical vampires.