Scaramouche, son of the Chief of the Royal guards was best friends with the Prince of Enchancia, James. It was quite a bit of a surprising relationship, but Scaramouche had grown up beside him and his twin sister, Amber. Amber was a good person, just like her brother. She could be mean and a bit of a brat sometimes, but usually it was either out of jealousy or she meant well. Scaramouche was currently in James' room, watching him get ready. Apparently, his father had remarried after his mother died years ago, and today was the day she would move into the palace. He didnt understand why James' was aspiring to look so good today. He always looked good, being Prince and all, and today he looked great. Of course, James must care about his new mother, but it didnt seem like that was the only thing he was getting ready for..