"Joffrey," she sobbed. "Oh, look what they did, look what they did. My poor prince. Don't be afraid. I'll ride to the holdfast and bring help for you." Tenderly she reached out and brushed back his soft blond hair.
His eyes snapped open and looked at her, and there was nothing but loathing there, nothing but the vilest contempt. "Then go," he spat at her. "And don't touch me."
You, sir, are the most uncharming prince I have ever met! In fact, the only thing royal about you is that you are a royal pain!
—Rarity, My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
"I was raised to be charming, not sincere."
— Cinderella's Prince, Into the Woods
If you want the picture of a charming prince,
I take the cake.
But now you find me all the more alarming since
I'm charming as a rattlesnake.
My debonair and dazzling personality,
Was like a dream.
But now that you're awake the harsh reality is
Things aren't always what they seem.
Taken in by my dashing grin,
You had failed to note the pointy teeth.
I'm no fraud but beneath this warm facade
"Hey! If I were as rich as you, I could afford some manners!"
One day, when Princess Mitzi was out hopefully kissing frogs, she spotted a flash of gold beneath a weeping willow tree, and there, sure enough, was a prince. He was rather thin and spotty, with a long nose and bandy legs, and nasty unpolished plywood teeth, and bad breath, and a rare foot disease, 'But', thought Mitzi, 'a prince is a prince,' and she fell in love with him without another thought and rushed into his arms. And after a time, or a few times anyway, he too fell in love with her, and very soon they were on their way to ask King Otto's permission to wed.
— Monty Python's Flying Circus, the Happy Valley fairy-tale