FAIRY: Viola!

ROWEN: Oh.
ROWEN: What the fuck?
ROWEN: What am I even looking at?

FAIRY: The Mystical Royal Wardrobe!

ROWEN: But why... All the dicks?
ROWEN: I mean, I get the frogs, but-

WORAN: I think I remember this old thing.

ROWEN: Huh?

WORAN: If I recall, all the new court members would grab their first uniform from this wardrobe.
WORAN: You'd never know what you would pull out of it.
WORAN: Does it even work here?

FAIRY: Very astute observation-!
FAIRY: Ehh...
FAIRY: What's your name?

WORAN: Woran Ribbit, legally speaking.

FAIRY: Right.

ROWEN: I am so confused right now.
ROWEN: Woran, how do you know about this thing?

WORAN: I am sorry Rowen, I might have left you rather uninformed about this.

FAIRY: Tell me about it. Why is he so ignorant, Woran?
FAIRY: It's been making this situation ten times more difficult than it needed to be!

ROWEN: Ignorant!?
ROWEN: Bro, don't tell me this shit is actually all for real...

WORAN: Aye, I am afraid so.
WORAN: I promised the King to tell you about it when you became an adult, but I wanted you at least to mature a bit while living a normal life, rather than an aristocratic one.

ROWEN: Forgive me if this all feels like a god damn prank to me.

FAIRY: Start fucking laughing then, because you really are a prince, Ribbit.
FAIRY: And now you need to get dressed.

ROWEN: Wait.
ROWEN: You never answered me about the cocks on the wardrobe.

FAIRY: What about it?
FAIRY: There's not a single Fae without a penis.
FAIRY: It's also very important to us culturally.

ROWEN: Fae?

FAIRY: Your people, Ribbit.

ROWEN: Huh.
ROWEN: Do all of them have a dick like mine?

FAIRY: No.
FAIRY: Significantly larger.
FAIRY: Just look at him, for example.

ROWEN: God dammit.

WORAN: Haha, yeah...