"G-get away from me!"
"No! Prince Gilbert, please!"
"Your disgusting! How could you!"
Prince Gilbert , known by all the girls in the kingdom as "Prince Charming", ran out of the bedroom of the winner of the kingdom's beauty pageant, Amelia F. Jones. Otherwise known, as Alfred F. Jones. He'd taken up the hobby of cross dressing and going to beauty pageants after his older sister Madeline, and his older brother Matthew, had won multiple awards in pageants. Of course Mathew was her partner, but oh well.
But he wanted to be apart of it to, so he took up a persona, and went. Of course he never thought the eldest prince would be at the pageant and invite him to the castle.
There had been rumors that the Prince had a thing for a blonde peasant, no one knew who it was. Alfred had an idea it must've been for Madeline, and he'd been mistaken for her with his wig on. Though he knew his sister (and maybe his brother, he wasn't quite sure) had a crush on the Prince, Alfred still wanted someone to accept him, even if it was the weird albino prince.
Guards surrounded him and escorted him out, and commanded him to never come near the castle again. Alfred, was heart broken, but understood.
He trudged home, stopping only for a moment in an ally to change and ditch the dress. He'd never to be able to go back to the pageant life again. Maybe he could convince Madeline to take him as a partner or something a time or two, but he couldn't go back to what he did.
Alfred felt ashamed of himself, all of this was silly and unnecessary. He didn't know why he wanted to be in them so badly, he just knew he did, and that was his flaw.
He had no reason to be in those silly competitions of beauty, he wasn't meant for them. He guessed Matthew was allowed in them because he played the boy part and, when needed, could also be the girl, probably because of how much he resembled their sister.