Zam wonders how they'll be. His new guard, that is. Today was special, his parents, the King and Queen had decided it was about time he had a personal guard. Being the young dumb prince that he is, Zam is curious to oblivion.

He's been bouncing on his feet all day, until the time finally comes. A guard comes to his chambers, and Zam is bolting out of there without a second of hesitation. " sorry — ! " he shouts.

He makes his way to the throne room, where the new guard was said to be, and opens the large doors with a grin.