Last week, a week ago today, the Princess had hid at the top of the stairs as she heard her parents and the King of Putry agree to give the youngest daughter Ariel age of only 17. An arranged marriage to an old man of 50! Plus, he's the enemy! Ariel confided in her two trust worthy knight's along with her nanny who helpd adorn her into boy's clothing, cut her hair to her shoulders, her golden soft silky blonde hair that had reached to her waist, now stands at the tips of her shoulders, parted on the left side. Her baby blue eyes holding a cold gaze within them now and they had snuck her out with the traveling magician who the nanny is friend's with. Ariel now travel's with the man as his nephew and she had befriend Jarvan. Jarvan hasn't a clue that she is indeed, all female. Will she tell him? They have only known each other for a few days and she has changed her name to Arin. Royal gaurds have been on the hunt for her day and night, with no clues at all.