He wore a pink dress of the finest silk, courtesy of a close friend. But what good did the dress do if he couldn’t wear it in public? He wanted people to see him, but, most of all, he wanted to walk in the gardens of the palace without disruption.
His dad would never allow. ‘a man does not dress in womens clothes. A man, a man of royalty like you, above all, must always defend his dignity and honor, which you destroy completely by wearing those dresses’ He would say somehting like that, surely, and then he would forbid dresses to be brought into the palace if he didn’t posess a key to the cloest they were to be stored in.
All Frank wanted was a walk around the gardens in the lovely pink dress his friend Jonatan had bought him. So, to try to make his wish come true, he called in a ‘conference’ with Jonny and Will. They were the only 2 who knew about his obsession.
The plan was good, and they hoped it wouldn’t fail.
The hole on the other side of the palace occupied EVERYONE, and his parents and sisters were out of town. The gardens were desolate. Jonny and Will were standing on either entrance, making sure noone got in.
While Frank wandered the gardens in his pink dress, he mused about his situation. Would he ever find a man that would love him? And if he did, he would most surely be burnt like the witches, because fancying men while being a man is not desirable at all. So whatever way he twisted it, he would end up in ashes, and not in a royalty-suiting grave.
“Sir…”
Oh no! one of the stable boys. This was his end!
“Yes?” What to do?!
“May i…will you grant me a dance?” The boy was surelay already planning his words to the…WHAT? Dance?
My, the boy was handsome! And that smug grin. Ohgods!
They danced til midnight, and when Will found them tightly embraced and lips only so much appart that they could breath, they had been asleep for several hours already.