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SPOILER: Klainebows…and more trouble is brewing…

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"Whoohooo!"

The loud, joyous whoop rang through the rolling, green hills of the not-so-far-away kingdom of Bowtiesarecool, startling a few sheep, but otherwise to the pleasure of anyone who heard it. It echoed through the valleys and all around the mountains, a sound of pure delight. The source of the sound cheered again, then set his gleaming white horse galloping over the fields, jumping over hedges and streams, long snowy mane flying out behind the stallion, named Luke Skywalker, who whinnied in happiness. The rider's face was whipped by the wind, blowing past him at seemingly impossible speeds, but he was having too much fun to notice. This was what he loved-being wild and free as the birds that circled above his head.

"Good morning, Your Majesty!" An old farmer tending sheep in a field called, waving his hat as the horse and his rider charged by.

"Hey!" The rider waved back, keeping a grip on the reins with his other hand as they rode on, slowing down to a canter as they reached the twisting lane that lead up to Dapper Castle, the prince's residence.

The dashingly handsome and incredibly dapper Prince Blaine Romeo Edward Michael Ferdinand Anderson, to give his full name, was a sight to behold. He was, though unaware of it, absolutely beautiful. With his curly, almost black hair, his tanned, slightly exotic skin, his toned muscles and the most amazing smile in the world-not to mention those beautiful, incredible golden honey-coloured eyes-he was just wonderful, especially when he laughed or sang. And don't get me started on that ass. However-he did not see this at all. He was generally bemused by compliments, however gushing, and just saw himself as a normal sort of guy, no one special. Being heir to the throne of Bowtiesarecool was just something quite nice, and he liked being able to ride through fields without getting yelled at by farmers-but he was always surprised when people told him he was talented, or handsome, or even supermegafoxyawesomehot. Prince Blaine just liked to have fun.

And wear bow ties.

Riding on, he finally reached the castle stables, where Wes, the stable hand, was carefully grooming a brown shire. He waved to the Prince as he slowed to a trot in the yard.

"Good morning, Your Majesty!"

"Wes, we're friends! You can call me Blaine,"

"I know, but if your father heard, I'd be dead," Wes grinned as the Prince dismounted, leading the horse over to the water trough, where he gratefully got stuck in, drinking deeply as Blaine patted his shiny coat.

"Come on, let's get this horse untacked," Wes strolled over-then took off Prince Blaine's riding hat, snickering.

"Oy!" The prince shoved him into the fence, and the two were soon engaged in a pretty fierce pushing match, laughing like hyenas.

"You know, sir, I'm glad you wear a riding hat," Wes commented when they finally stopped and began to untack Luke Skywalker, carefully negotiating straps and buckles. "Most people who ride horses in fairytales don't, which is frankly dangerous,"

"Well, after I heard what happened to Prince Philip…" Blaine shuddered as he gently removed the bit in the horse's mouth. "Poor Aurora, she hasn't been able to get out of bed since…But it does make a change from wearing this thing," Taking out his phoenix feather wand, he pointed it at the castle behind them: "Accio crown!"

A moment later, the golden crown came cruising toward them, and Blaine caught it neatly, settling it in his curls. "God, this is annoying…You know, in real life, the royals don't actually go about in crowns the entire time? Imagine!" He straightened his bow-tie thoughtfully.

"So how's everything?" Wes asked conversationally.

"Oh, you know…My father's still on at me to marry Cinderella…but-"

"You'd rather have Prince Charming," Wes grinned, nodding understandingly.

"Oh no, he's a douchebag," Prince Blaine snickered, brushing it off-but Wes was essentially right. If only his father could understand…

"Any gossip for me?"

"Well-"

The Prince knew immediately that Wes had been waiting to be asked this question. He looked excited-and there was a smirk on his face.

"They say…that something very unusual is happening in the Enchanted and Very Silly Forest just outside the kingdom of Lima…" Wes winked at him.

The prince was mildly interested, stroking Luke Skywalker's soft, white coat. "Like what?"

"Well…they say that the greatest beauty in the land lies in the heart of the woods, in a glass coffin, surrounded by flowers and seven-"

"Dwarfs?"

"No, just normal people, who won't leave. They mourn day and night, so it's said. They've been there a whole two weeks,"

Blaine looked up, frowning. "Why would you leave a corpse in an glass coffin in the middle of a forest for two whole weeks? Surely that's not right…"

"I don't know," Wes shrugged. "But it's said that they can't bear to bury such a beautiful, sweet person…"

"Surely the body's beginning to decompose?"

"The thing is-no! Still as perfect as the day that life left it. Cheeks are still rosy, lips as red as blood. You'd think he was just sleeping-"

"Wait."

Prince Blaine held up a hand to stop Wes talking.

"He?"

Wes snickered smugly. "He indeed. Now you're interested," His grin widened, as he laughed.

But the Prince's heart had began to race…

"He is said to be so beautiful that Princess Belle packed up and went home. And his singing is supposed to make Princess Arial sound like Jedward…"

"Uh?" That was all Blaine could manage. His head was swimming…

"His hair is like chocolate, skin white as snow, lips red as blood…breathtaking, so I've been told,"

There was a short pause. Then-

"I have to check this out,"

"Check him out, you mean," Wes shoved him playfully. The prince swatted him back half-heartedly. He was intrigued. Captured. Fascinated by this mysterious beauty….

"Will you help me tack up again?" Even his voice sounded different…

"That's what I'm paid for,"

About ten minutes later, Blaine had mounted the proud white stallion again, preparing to travel for the Enchanted and Very Silly Forest. "Not sure how long I'll be. If my father asks, tell him I'm meeting Princess Jasmine or something,"

"Of course," Wes grinned, looking smug.

"Thanks man," Blaine encouraged Luke Skywalker straight into a gallop, and in no time, he was out of the yard in a cloud of dust.

"Good luck, Your Majesty!" Wes yelled after him, as he disappeared into the horizon.