Royal Frills

Freedom Fighter

The country has a new government and a new prime minister. Mrs Leary did not like transgender children or anything LGBT, for that matter. I am sure half the country thought that Mrs. Leary was extremely conservative and religious. As a royal member, I am not allowed to get involved in politics. So I kept my views to myself. However, the new prime minister gave me some hope. I am sure she would do what she promised and close the Victorian Virtue Institute. This was a huge part of her election campaign, and now she had to deliver. It seems like no one else at the institute is worried. Madam Criben never said politicians never kept their promises. I still had some hope.

Miss Eva wanted to have one of those therapy affirmations. She was very worried about me. She thought that I was going back to my old ways. She did not want me to be unhappy and start being disliked again. This time, I stood up for myself.

"You think that because I wear a dress, I am suddenly a nice person?" I asked. "Since I came here, I have been forced to be a sissy and a toddler. How is it good for someone who was born as a boy to be forced to act and dress like a girl and even be forced to wear diapers and sleep in a nursery? When I came here, I was told it was discipline and punishment, then I was brainwashed into thinking that this was who I was—a sissy! I think that the dentist did something that made me lisp. This is wrong. If you really cared about me, then you would let me decide what I wanted. If you cared, you would let me go home. Madam Criben promised we could go home if we were not happy here. Let me go home!"

"Taylor," Miss Eva replied, "you are confused and angry for no reason. I think you need to remember how happy you were when you accepted the petticoat program. You have to realise that we know what is good for you. You need to trust us. Being a rebel won't be good for you. It will only bring consequences that will be negative."

I left as mad as I was before this therapy. Miss Eva did not even listen to me. She threatened me to get my act together, or there would be consequences. I am a prince, and no one threatens a prince! When I stormed back into my nursery, I wanted to destroy it. It was good that Niki was there. He told me he did not understand what was happening to me. Niki did not know what to say or what to do. All Niki knew was that he did not like to see me sad. He gave me a present, hoping it would cheer me up. It was new paint. I hugged Niki and thanked him, saying it was nice that someone thought about me.

I was in the media again. Somehow, the press heard that I would not be going home for the break. I suppose my parents now know I had no plan of coming home. I looked on the bright side and saw that the press did me a favour by telling my parents. It also amused me how much they speculated that I was mad at my parents. This was not true; I was sure my parents did not know what was happening or the treatment and brainwashing I was getting here.

We had an etiquette class. I went because I did not want to be spanked. The class was as stupid as it could be. We had to walk around with books on our heads. Madam Criben told us it was to teach us how to act and walk like a lady. I could not see the point. It was just another thing the institute used to brainwash and humiliate us. The other boys thought it was funny. Niki had a huge smile on his face and thought it was very entertaining. I had to admire Niki. He found the fun in most things and was always an optimist. I suppose it helped that he decided before he came that he was a sissy.

After the etiquette class, I decided that I was not going to any more classes. I was going to fight the system. I may only be 10 years old, but I was not going to do things I did not like anymore. It was time I was a man and put my foot down. It would most likely mean that I would be spanked so much that I would never be able to sit down. However, at times, we must take a stand and protect our rights. I would be a freedom fighter. I would go down in history books as a freedom fighter who fought an unjust and cruel system.