Prince Charles

Charles was at some party with his family. Everyone having fun and enjoying themselves. Charles was... doing his best. Scouting every girl in the room for... a future wife perhaps. Or another fling. Either or was fine with him.

He watched as his father got the men laughing, and his mother conversed with the women. He was entirely distracted by his family and the young women of the crowd. He was rather spooked when a sudden flash of light appeared in his eyes. Blinking of the shock, he saw a young thing with a camera hanging around their neck. Though before he could question them, they disappeared into the crowd.

For the rest of the party, he searched the room for that mysterious figure. Only when he heard the click of the camera, did he spot them capturing some couple, before slipping off, and through the door to another room. Naturally, he followed.

He went through the door, it closing behind him. It was some grand empty hallway, but he saw them there, fiddling with their camera.

"... might I ask why you are photographing me?" He called out, taking a few steps closer.