way from obscurity to royal acclaim as the King’s pet, beloved by all! As a talented young court fool with dreams of fame, scrabble with other young jesters to secure prestigious positions in the courts of Brenton's nobility. In a royal court humming with intrigue, keep them smiling as spies, assassins, blackmailers, ambitious nobles and a reluctant Heir wait in the wings.
Without another word, she strides out of the room, her business transacted and none of you warranting another heartbeat of her time.
"And off she goes," says Timshel, putting his hands on his belt and grinning. "Yes, marm!" he barks, throwing a ridiculous salute after her with both hands.
The other young entertainers titter dutifully, but you notice that the older hands barely react to Timshel's clowning. You regard him closely, never having spent time in the company of a bona fide fool before. At least, you think, not a professional.
Onward