His new role

Sir Bryan reached Lady Stella's quarters and asked her, "What is this all about?"

"The new king seems to be taking advantage of his newfound authority. I am on strict orders to to fill you in on your new responsibilities and dress you in your new attire. Let me warn you that will be wearing a dress now," said Lady Stella flashing a hint of a smile when she said that.

"This is outrageous! I will not stand for this humiliation!" screamed Sir Bryan. "What did I ever do to deserve this?"

"You should not have treated the new king so terribly all of these years. He is taking out his **** on you I guess. It is either this or exile for you to the jungle island of Wella is what I was told. You will be responsible for taking care of Princess Beatrice's wardrobe, ironing and washing her clothes and making sure they are picked out for her for the day, cleaning her living quarters, and hosting distinguished guests at various events and serving and entertaining them and all of Princess Beatrice's suitors."

Sir Bryan had a look of revulsion on his gave when she heard this news. "I am not cut out for this at all! I am skilled soldier, not a handmaiden and wench!"

"Tough luck. These are my orders. Here is your outfit for the day. The rest of your wardrobe can be found in the lady's quarters off of the Princess' main room."

The dress Lady Stella showed him was not a long gown that the noblewomen of the court would wear but a short, poofy pink dress that would fall well short of his knees. It looked like the style of dress a young girl would wear.

"Put this on along with these pink high heels and go to my bathroom and put your make up on and do your hair for the day. Hurry up now."