There are only two seats for madmen at Temiran Court. One they call the throne, the other they laugh at. The Fool’s chair — that’s where I sit.
They don’t sneer at my name, though, but pronounce it in fear. Because there’s a lot hiding beneath the jingling hat I wear. I hung out with Witnesses, touched the Ruin, and played a Kirria’s game. I danced with queens and seduced their daughters. I scammed noblemen and beheaded their sons.
I redefined what it is to be a madman. And wrote it all down.
My name is Mimi and I’m a Fool. Welcome to the diary of me.
King Miran the Bold is a liar. Everyone knows that. His men know it, the rich suck-ups know it, even the poor, voiceless folk know it.