Prince Clayton was not one to genuinely feel excited to have his own marriage chosen for him. Even when he knew it would happen one day, that he would need to wed to one such as Scarlett. That was all he knew about her, though a name had meaning and he was urged by his own mind to see what he could guess about her just from that. The driver of the cart was a little fast and it did not help that he had seemed to want to hit every single stone on the road and every single branch and hole. Eventually, after every attempt to sleep or think about what this Scarlett could be like. He gave up, the rocking of the cart was too much and  the murmurings of his servant and dear friend Joshua did not do much to ease that matter as well. When he did manage to get some shut eye, he found he had awakened only a few moments after, Joshua prodding his arm quickly and a sense of something odd. The cart had stopped, though when he tapped on the door and shouted to the driver. He could only hear snoring.<br/><br/>"What is going on?" Joshua asked. In response Clayton only shrugged. Then tapped on the cart door again.<br/>"What is the hold up driver? we are to be there in surprise for the princess in the morn. Can you not hurry?" He must have caught someones attention. Because the driver quickly made a gasping noise then murmured to himself something about waking men up from a deep sleep.<br/>"We shall be there soon Prince Clayton... I just thought it would be safer to sleep on the side of the road instead of being tired and driving a cart-" He was interrupted by a disbelieving snort. "Just get on the road you fool, do you not realize that most roads are inhabited by villains and bandits? what was in your mind and thoughts to think this would be safer. L- look! it is started already... the sun has started to rise and we are only half way there."<br/>"Just, I would guess you do not want to be fired so I suggest you hurry, to my knowledge the princesses father has a tendency to take the term fired seriously mind you... and it involves a cannon-" he did not get to finish his sentence as the cart moved forward at full speed and the horses already huffing for breath as they galloped along.<br/><br/>Fortunately since his bluff about hearing the king shot people out of cannons. The driver had been able to get him and Joshua to the castle just as the morning started. People leaving there houses to get a glimpse of his carriage and wonder what was going on or who he was. They did not see him outright. Though Clayton could here there whispers clear as crystal waters. They would be there soon, and so they had arrived. His carriage pulled up just by the stables. Though in a more cleaner area off to the side of course. A man opened his side half door and he stepped out. Joshua behind him beaming with excitement. The sixteen year old more of a four year old in acting at the moment if someone asked himself.<br/>"Welcome to the castle!" the man whom opened the door inquired. "I hope you enjoy your stay here..." Joshua nodded without a word and  wondered whom else was here to greet him and the prince named Clayton. For they had no clue where to go from here and it seemed that no one else did either. Not even the man whom had opened his carriage for him and was obviously his greeter. Standing up straight like a royal, Clayton studied his surroundings and sighed very soundlessly.<br/>"Does no one know where I am suppose to be?" he asked. "I do not want to intrude without invitation from someone of a higher station."