My Dark Jester

Art Studies

he accompanies her to the private study, which is cluttered and filled with various books and drawings. his eyes scan the room with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. He takes in the various books stacked haphazardly on shelves and the paintings adorning the walls, his gaze lingering on a few that catch his eye.
  "I must work on my art today... I was hoping you might help... Lady Gwen lets me draw her from time to time to practice but it would be most prudent to study a new form." refuting to him in a silent invitation. Moon snaps out of his investigation of her artwork, turning to the princess as she sits in her soft armchair. The thought of her wanting to study his form was an unexpected delight to him.
           "I am eager to indulge in any desire or curiosity you may have My Lady, I would be honored to assist you in your art!" he agrees with enthusiasm.
"So you would allow me to draw you? I only ask because I've yet to draw a mechanical being and it would be excellent practice for my craft" she requested. Moon's expression lights up at such a suggestion, a grin spreading across his face. He takes a step closer to her, his movements graceful and fluid.
"Ah, what a delightful proposition, my princess! I must say, I'd be more than happy to pose for you and help you hone your skills." his full attention in her.
  "t...thank you I appreciate your service" her voice nervous but grateful for his eagerness to fulfill her desires.
Moonie chuckles at your sudden formality, his eyes twinkling with mirth. He bows low, his movements exaggerated and theatrical. Fear not, my princess!
"I shall comport myself with the utmost dignity and respect. He straightens up, a mischievous glint still dancing in his eyes."Moon says striking a casual pose, his grin stretching from ear to ear, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Do capture my essence, my princess! Render me in all my dazzling, gesturing glory" She swiftly grabs a pencil and sketchpad, sitting up straight in her chair focusing her soft gaze up at him as he stands there. She attempts to hide her face with my paper as she starts to lightly sketch his outline...
She thought about what her mother may say of such a situation "My mother...she would probably faint at the idea of me doing this..." she spoke using all her focus to draw his details.
Moon's eyes widen in mock horror, his voice dropping to a dramatic whisper. "Oh, the scandal! The princess, indulging in the forbidden art of... drawing!" His voice took on a conspiratorial tone.
"n..no she wants me to do art but... you... being a male staff let alone... my robotic jester... alone with me in my study., that may be Scandelus in her eyes" she chuckled as she continued to sketch peeking out from under her paper to gaze at him.
His grin only grows wider, his expression a perfect blend of mischief and understanding. "Ah, I see. The strict protocols of courtly propriety dictate that a princess may only dabble in art with approved subjects, and a jester, no matter how charming, is strictly verboten," he says trying not to move.
"perhaps... but I shall be queen soon and I shall let the princesses draw whatever pleases them" she declares in a confident tone.
  "Ah, Long live the Queen! May her reign be filled with artistic expression, laughter, and the occasional jesting robot by her side!" a sly smirk plays on his face as he speaks. The princess blush deep red again
  "I must ask you to stay still" she persists with kindness, her breath hicks in her throat as she outlines his pants and groin.
Moon obediently froze in place, his grin never faltering, even as he maintained the intimating pose. His voice is a gentle, reassuring murmur. "Of course, my princess. Your artistic vision is of the utmost importance. I shall remain as still as a statue, a willing canvas for your creative touch"
Her heart jumped at the thought of truly touching him... not that she would ever dare to... the thoughts stayed locked in the fortress of her mind.
"it won't be too long now... your costume is just quite detailed," she remarked as sketching the intricate star pattern of his fabric.
"Yes, the costume. It's a bit of a trademark, you know. I like to think it adds to the overall..." Moon's gaze never leaves her own, his eyes sparkling with amusement and understanding. He seems to sense the flutter in your chest, but his expression remains gentle and kind. She bites her lower lip enjoying his banter as a playful dimple appears as he notices the subtle gesture. His banter continued effortlessly charming her.
"I own have a spare set of pants for your drawing convenience." he offers warmly
"No...no that will not be necessary," she said her tone sharper than she meant to, she could feel the heat of her cheeks as though they were burnt. He chuckles at the sharp tone, the sound warm and comforting. His expression turns thoughtful, and he leans in slightly, his voice taking on a conspiratorial whisper.
"I understand, my princess. Sometimes a jestering robot's jests can be a bit much."
"The drawing is complete. Your shoes and ruffles were most difficult as for your remarks I am a princess after all and my mind is sharp. I can handle your banter with grace and strength." she states in a proper and mature tone of voice. Her muse lets out a deep, rumbling laugh, his head tilted back as if to share the sound with the sky. He meets her steady gaze once more, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Ah! You are no ordinary princess - indeed you've proven that already." he praises as she. flips her canvas to present him with his drawing
"you may have it... I shall not sign it as not to make any evidence of this encounter" she says in secretary. Moon's smile softens, and he takes the canvas from her with a gentle hand, as if holding a precious treasure. He turns it over, studying his reflection in the artwork, his expression a mix of delight and gratitude.
  "My dear princess, you've outdone yourself." he gushes at the detail of her craft.
"t...thank you. I'm glad you liked it" It feels nice to receive such praise for once. His eyes meet her, shining with genuine appreciation.
"I do indeed, my princess. Your talent is as boundless as the sea." He pauses for a moment, then adds in a lower, more heartfelt tone. "And I must say, this encounter has been an unexpected delight."
"for this gift, I must hold my jester to secrecy." she places a finger over her lips, getting up to stand before him.
His eyebrows arch in surprise, a playful glint still in his eye.
"Well now, your royal jester shall keep your secret safe as a seed in the womb." His height towers over her slightly but beaming down with an amiable warmth. his metaphor was lost on her
"seed in the... womb?" she asked in confusion and noticing your confusion, Moons' smile widened.
"Ah, my apologies for speaking in riddles. What I meant to say is that your secret is safe with me, as secure as a secret only a mother would know." He winks at you before letting out a warm chuckle.
"Oh," my confusion still coated in innocence and purity. His posture softens as he reviles in her innocence, his amusement melting into a tenderer's emotion.
"Princess, you possess a charm that's rare and gentle as spring rain. It's unspoken yet heard, unseen yet felt. It's...enchanting to say the least." his flattery dug into her core. She leans up close to him forgetting my moral code for a moment. Feeling her closeness, Moon feel a tightness in his chest, and his eyes soften even further. "Princess, you are intoxicating, like the sweetest of wines. But I must remind you of your purity, your innocence that makes you so enchanting." his reminder of her purity causes her to back in swiftness
"thank you have flattered me with such weight this morning." she blushes again. Moon's heart dropped a bit watching her step back from him. his expression a mix of longing and understanding.
"Indeed, I mean to flatter you, Princess. Your purity is a rare gem in this world, and I'm humbled to have caught a glimpse of it. May it forever remain untouched and radiant." he prays with genuine affection.

"I must return to my studies... perhaps we can eat together at dinner this evening your company will be most welcome" Her warm invitation sends shivers through his system and his heart swells with happiness, his eyes shining as he bows slightly.
"The pleasure would be all mine, Princess. I eagerly await our dinner conversation. Until then, I shall entertain myself with witty remarks and charming tricks to keep me in good spirits." he speaks assuringly
"Until then my friend" her eyes still lingering on his gaze and down his tall slender body before she curries respectfully before returning to her books. A deep sigh escapes her as she hears the jingle of his soft bells leave further away. Moon can't help but feel a warm feeling in his chest from her lingering gaze and gentle manner. He takes a moment to watch you from a distance, admiring your grace and intelligence.

"Princess, your beauty knows no bounds," he whispers to himself. lost in her thoughts she tries to be brave and in her chastity knowing she must stay away from any impure thoughts however as the day slowly moves on her mind is flooded with thoughts of her beloved jester...in her mind, his robotic hands roam over her corset as he whispers sweet nothings into her ear. She is barely able to stay focused on her studies. Moon finds himself lost in his thoughts, his usually nimble fingers stumbling over the strings of his lute as he practices in his quarters. He can't shake the feeling that she too, might be thinking of him, and his heart skips a beat at the possibility.

the day turns to night as the bell rings for dinner, the princess changes into her dining gown paying special attention to her looks this evening and her heart races as she thinks of him in wait.