A clown and prince || hisoillu prince au

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I was awakened by the sunlight shining through my curtains telling me it was tim to get ready for the day.

Master Illumi must be waiting.

I get my makeup and draw a pink star on my right cheek and a blue teardrop on my left. Then I brush and spray my hair, making my usual up-do. I then put on my old jester outfit and look in the mirror.

Hopefully this is good.

I wait in my room for Illumi to call me but I don't hear him.
What if last night was just a dream?

Right as I was about to lose hope I heard a knock on my door.

"Hisoka, Illumi has requested you in the great hall. DON'T be late..."

I hurriedly put my juggling balls, cards, and my other things I need for magic in a black case and head off.

When I get there I see the beautiful prince Illumi sitting on his throne. "M-master... are you ready?" I ask timidly

"Why would I call you over here if I wasn't?" he replied.

I started off with juggling and telling jokes, then I showed him my specialty, magic tricks.

We spent quite a lot of time there.

Together, all alone...

Of course it didn't matter because I was a mere servant getting rid of a young princes boredom.

When I finished I looked up at him, trying to find approval in his face.

To my surprise, I saw him with a small, sad smile.

"What's wrong, master?" I asked concerned.

I've never seen him smile or really show any emotion other than anger.

Illumi rests his hand under his chin. "Why did you quit? You are so talented and have a lot of potential to become even better. The jester we have now isn't very good."

"Oh...well, at the time when I was still the jester, the king and queen did not enjoy how I was, personality wise I mean. I was very carefree and made a lot more jokes. They would say I was getting too comfortable there and I was eventually...physically punished. Anyway the point is I got demoted to a servant and I learned my lesson."

By then I was teary eyed and looking down to the floor so the younger man couldn't see my face.

"Well..." Illumi sighed "You won't be any fun if you act all boring. also stop calling me master, you can just call me Illumi when we're alone."
The young assassin laughed a bit at how formal I was.

I looked up, scared if this all was a trick to find a way to punish me again but, his black eyes were filled with genuine kindness. Something I never had in my childhood or even my life at all. I felt like I could trust him.

"Okay mast- I mean Illumi."
The prince reached out a hand and I held it, helping him out of his seat. He then escorted me back to my room.

"Tomorrow we can maybe spend some time in the garden to get you more comfortable acting like you used to again. I'm looking forward to our next encounter."

And with that I was left alone in my room.

I felt cold and empty without him. But I knew he couldn't feel the same way about me. Assassins don't have emotion. Anyway if they did he still only wants me to be a good jester, that's all. just something to distract him from boredom.

A prince could never fall in love with a servant...right?