The Fool Dances For His Master

In his motley coat, the fool danced a jig, and his bells played a merry tune. All the court watched and they laughed, for they did not see him for what he was.

Later, in the dark of the night, the fool whispered in the ear of the sleeping king, his voice thick with spellcraft, and the king listened.

This is for Three Line Tales 270. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge!

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