Lando was the crown prince of England.

He was a wild young adult with a passion for motorsport, usually quite eccentric and loud and way too likely to get assassinated. However, he had a good heart and was usually a lovely person to be around. He often didn’t like following the ‘royal regime’, often escaping the palace and then being caught and brought back, putting on makeup, wearing nail polish… one time he was even caught in a dress…

Lando also had a quiet, shy little personal assistant. His name was Oscar and was quite reserved, the opposite of his prince. The poor Australian boy often had to deal with the Brit’s quirky behaviour, which he eventually got used to…

One night, Oscar had been called to Lando’s room. It was midnight, and the yellowish-white moon was hanging high in the sky. When he knocked and then pushed the door open, the usually wild and bright prince was actually looking quite subdued and small.

Before Oscar even said anything, Lando spoke.

“My parents are arranging a marriage.” he said quietly.