Frank iero

sweaty, that was what Frank had become after running up flights of stairs, slaying competing knights going for the same prize (the princess), and saving himself from falling over crenels, making it his life goal to get to the princess and save her, it was a lot harder since he had to be covered head to toe in armour to not burn in the sun.

and so he stood there.. at the door of the tallest tower of the castle, sweating bullets under the steel shields he's wearing all around him, the steel stained with splatters of blood. When he opened the door, he was... well,

confused.. to say the least.

There was no princess on the bed, not the beautiful woman all these men were told of.. well, you were beautiful, but still, not a princess... You were a prince, and it confused Frank way too much. He was wondering what he would say if he brought back a man in his arms instead of a princess.. You were blindfolded, gagged and cuffed to the bed by one ankle. it was a sad sight to Frank (and kind of a hot sight), so he took off his helmet (he thought it looked silly on him), and uncovered your eyes.

Frank didn't really fight for the princess.. he really just fought to see her. He was curious about how beautiful she would be.. but when he found out 'she' was a 'he'.. well.. that was a game changer,

.. yeahh... he's rethinking his reluctance to bring you back with him (because he likes men).. maybe after a quick makeout session.. because he's really liking the way your lips look.. and just.. how you look.. in general.