The Fool prances and shakes, wallowing in his brief moment of triumph. Oh how the tables have turned and this one knows it. Idle fortress of cold solitude shudders again as its foundations are tested with the king's latest act of shame. Bound in chains he lies trapped, bearing his punishment for so foolishly dropping his guard and indulging in such fruitless activities. Now only the shame and guilt of inflicted pain adorn his head, his new crown. Just penance is due for this crime.
Be you reminded of this feeling should you ever be tempted again. The lashes of a weeping and broken heart are not felt by you this time around but by one you felt compelled to string along. Oh but 'twas not to string along! Simply was it to proceed blindly, unaware as to where such a place would end up. And lo, the destination is one of disgust and a sad state of affairs. The feeling of betrayal is ripe in one's chest...but not yours. Remember this well.
.................a simple lapse in judgment.
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