[ WP ] A valiant knight in shining armor comes to rescue a captured princess from a far away land to find out that its actually a captured prince .

The knight pulled his helm from his head and let it clatter to the ground, wiping the sweat off his brow with a sigh of relief. Cleaning the dragon ’ s blood off his sword, he turned towards the princess huddled in the corner of the cave. 
 
 “ Worry not, fair lady, the beast is… Hey, what the hell! You ’ re a dude! Why are you a dude?! ” The princess, or rather, the prince, rose slowly, smoothing his dress and glancing cautiously at the dead dragon, before looking to his rescuer. 
 
 “ Ahh… Yeah. About that… its… kind of a long story ” 
 
 “ But… but… the rumours, the pamphlets sent all over the kingdom, they all spoke of a bangin ’ princess, with beautiful golden hair, held captive by a terrible dragon. ” The prince tugged at the hair ties at the back of his head, sending a mass of blonde locks cascading down around his face. 
 
 “ Well you have to admit, they did get one part right. I *do* have glorious golden hair. ” As much as he hated to admit it, the knight had to concede; the prince did have glorious golden hair. 
 
 “ So… if you don ’ t mind me asking, what ’ s with the dress then? ” 
 
 “ Well, would you have come here if you knew you were going to be rescuing a prince? I mean, I ’ m guessing your plan was to ride up here, all valiant and heroic; kill the dragon, get lucky with the princess, stick her on your horse and be back at her castle in time for some supper and a wedding. Then live the rest of your life in luxury as a king, right? ” 
 
 “ Well… yeah. I guess. Right. ” 
 
 “ So I had to be a little… liberal… with the facts, when getting my story out there. I figured if everyone thought it I was chick, they ’ d be far more likely to risk getting chargrilled for me. I mean, no knight was gon na risk his neck just for the reward money of saving a prince, even if he does have glorious golden hair. No chance of getting laid there. ” The prince looked the knight up and down. 
 
 “ Unless… that ’ s what you ’ re in to? ” The prince gave the flustered knight a suggestive wink, who stared back at him for an awkward moment. 
 
 “ Errrm… No. Sorry. I ’ m interested in princesses. Not a… err… Queen. ” 
 
 “ Well, damn. You ’ re actually kind of cute. Ah well. In that case, I do have a sister. I mean, sure, she can be a bit of bitch from time to time, and it probably wouldn ’ t hurt her to lose a few pounds, but she ’ s not bad looking, and I ’ m sure she ’ d be grateful to you for saving me. If… you know… you feel like giving me a ride back to my place? ” The prince looked hopefully at the knight while he pondered this. Finally, the knight shrugged. “ Ah, what the hell, I ’ ve got nothing better to do, and there ’ s room on my horse for two. ” 
 
 “ Sweet. And, umm, just one more thing. Do you have, like, a spare change of clothes? Cause I ’ m sure my family will be happy to see me and all, I ’ m just not sure how thrilled my dad will be if I show up after disappearing for two months, riding tandem with another guy, while wearing a dress. ” 
 

