Part one.

The wind lightly blew through James' golden hair, his breath ragged from sword practice. It had been the same routine the past week, waking up at dawn to practice with sword, mace and lance. Only stopping when his legs couldn't carry him anymore. James was a man grown now, as his sister, Amber was now a woman, 'a fine woman' he often thought; too often.

He spied her off to his left, she was watching him closely; 'Most certainly a fine woman' he thought as she sat there with grace. Her golden hair elegantly cascading down her shoulder's, which are covered by her magnificent light green dress. Amber smiles her perfect smile when she figures out he has seen her and James relpies with a grin. "Are you impressed? If I had known you were watching me, I would have tried a little harder." James had become arrogant with age, how could he not? He was attractive, skilled with a blade and women loved him, not that he gave any attention to them... It only seemed to be his sword he cared to give attention to; and his sister.

Amber's tone was as sharp as the sword he had in his hand. "Oh, yes of course I am, but don't try too hard, we wouldn't want to affect that big head of yours." Amber said as James was walking closer. They both broke out into a laugh and she stood and lightly kissed him on his red cheeks. Her voluptious lips against his skin stirred something within him. "How have you been, brother? I have rarely seen you as of late."

"I think the look of me speaks for myself." she frowned and said. "Well that won't do, you must bathe, I will have my servants see to you. After myself of course, I know how... Easily you can get dirty." There was a ball tonight, their father has had this planned for months. Some of the servants were saying that it is to pick out a bride for James and a husband for Amber. When he heard the news, he hit a lot harder during sword training. "And wear your best attire. I won't be seen dancing with an unkept commoner."

"Dancing with me?" James replied and Amber giggled slightly to that. "Why of course, you promised." his smirk widened "I thought you knew I was jesting. "She smiled a sly smile "Many young princes are dying to dance with me for a few seconds;consider yourself lucky for dancing with me and say nothing." And with that Amber took her leave, but being who she is, she walked as if she was the Queen; James always loved that about her.