The Prince and His Dragon

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   "Do you want to explain to me why you're dressing in your brother's clothing?"

   Rose was standing before the king's throne, where he was sat. Ella was sat in the throne beside him. Desiree was standing beside the prince, holding his arm tightly. Rose sighed annoyedly.

   "Is it such an issue?" He asked.

   "Is it such an-?" Drew exasperatedly scoffed. "Yes, it's an issue! It's-"

   "Let me guess. 'It's unbecoming of a princess,'" Rose said as he threw his hands up in the air. Yeah, yeah, I get it. But I. Don't. Care." Drew's face burned red with anger.

   "You dare talk back to me?!" He boomed. Rose rolled his eyes.

   "Where did all this disrespect come from?" Ella asked.

   "Why don't you look in a mirror?" Rose asked. He narrowed his eyes at his stepmother.

   "I have nothing to do with your issues," she retorted.

   "Uh-huh, sure. Deflect the blame like you always do. Play the victim. Cry crocodile tears. Do whatever. But just know that I know what you are." That made Ella gulp. 'How does she know? Did May tell her?' The queen asked herself.

   "Well, what am I, then?" She asked.

   "That's easy. A cunt." Rose smirked after he said that. Drew slammed his fist onto the arm of his throne.

   "GET OUT!" He shouted, which echoed throughout the room.

   "Fine," the prince said with a shrug as he walked out of the throne room, up the spiral staircase, and not to his room. He went left instead of right. 'Maid's quarters, here I come,' Rose thought.

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   After several hours, Rose exited the maid's quarters wearing a suit made specifically for him. He grinned happily as he felt the fabric with his hands. He let out a content sigh. But right as he was about to head to his room, Desiree was leaving the room. She paused and gasped when she saw how Rose looked. She glowered at him before grabbing his wrist and pulling him downstairs to the throne room.

   "You're about to be coronated, and you do this?" Desiree said to him. "Disgusting."

   "Your Majesty, I'm so sorry to interrupt, but your daughter has done something absolutely vile," she said as she yanked Rose into the room with her. When Drew and Ella laid eyes on him, they gasped. "It seems the maids made her a suit."

   "Why have they done this?" Drew asked.

   "My hypothesis is that the princess wants to be a boy," Desiree stated. 'Bingo,' Rose thought. Drew stood up.

   "Is this true?" He asked. Rose cleared his throat and nodded.

   "Yep," he answered confidently. The king clenched his fists.

   "GUARDS!" He borderline-screamed. Two guards swiftly entered the room. "The princess is hereby sentenced to death by dragon." Rose gasped and took a step back.

   "You can't be serious!" He exclaimed.

   "Silence!" Drew yelled. "Take her away, but be discreet about it."