Friday, February 17, 2012

Pretend

"I don't want to play this farce anymore."
The assistant sighed. The prince's petulance grated on his nerves. "You must, Highness. It is the role expected of you."
The dashing young man, seated on a bed, crossed his arms and pouted. "I'm the prince. You can't make me."

The prince did not appear at the ceremony later that evening. The adviser explained that the prince was not feeling well this evening but that he should be back in the public eye the following day. He was, but no one saw fit to comment on his new appearance.
By the following month the people didn't care anymore.

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