Personal jester

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Royalty au (fluff and rushed😨) I think Fyodor is mine now ok, i saw a dead rat when i went on a walk the other day so i have his dead body. 

Will make a part 2 of this 

"Yes mother"

The ravenette took a small bow and left the massive ball room with a cold stare that brought chills to his mother herself. Even she cannot help but think if this demon is truly her child. That thought seemed to have been amusing for the ravenette for he let a cruel smirk before reaching the exit. He knew exactly of what his mother thought of him, even though she cared for him she still felt a stream of fear. Fear of what the ravenette had become. Fear of what he was capable of doing. Her majesty the one and true ruler of the empire had held the throne for 10 years and managed to avoid or win many wars but no matter her strength she is nothing but a kind and hopeless person when it came to her own child. Expect who knew her child was one to be feared? Every single person who did not fear the empress would surely fear the prince but nevertheless Fyodor couldnt care less. As he walked through the halls his eyes caught a snow haired man. The snow hair was probably the most noticeable thing about him for he was on the side helping a maid clean a few flowers that were on display. His clothing was not very servant like, he was wearing a white ruffled shirt with his hair braided down.

He carried a fake playful smile something that seemed to intrigue the demon. The maid had finished cleaning the flower display and after thanking him she took her leave.

"Who might you be?"

The ravenette asked. The man had finally met eye contact with the raven, fascinating his eyes were different color's, it seemed kind of bland since there was no light in them but nevertheless the man had taken a bow before responding.

"Greeting's to his highness the heir before the throne, my name is Nikolai Gogol i work as a personal jester youre highness"

"Oh?"
The demons mother had a personal jester but he was not the same jester which could only mean 2 things, he was lying or...

"Sigh My mother surely could've sent someone to tell me.. That she assigned me a personal jester?"

"..Youre highness did not receive the message?"

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