in my royal garden, a performer once graced us, slight in stature but vast in talent, who entertained incognito, shrouded in the allure of mystery. their art, not preexplanatory, unfurled with each act, inviting the court to regenerate spirits through laughter and joy. feedback from the court was awash with delight, as the clown, veiled beneath their disguise, taught us the power of bringing smiles without the need for recognition.