In the royal carriage sat Prince Almec and his grandnephew Korkie as the royal guards marched down the path like a royal parade.

Guards held great treasures the crown prince hoarded.

Prince Almec flaunted a bag of gold credits he had sitting in front of him.

"Taxes! Taxes! Beautiful, lovely taxes!" Almec laughed, feeling the heavy gold in his hands decorated with jewel rings.

"Sire, you have an absolute skill for encouraging contributions from the poor." chuckled the prince's counselor, whose name was Haman.

"To coin a phrase, my dear counselor, rob the poor to feed the rich."

"That sounds all kinds of wrong." Korkie said. "People are starving because of these taxes. Shouldn't more of these contributions go into helping the poor?"

Almec patted the boy's head with a chuckle.

"You are a funny boy, Korkie. Be grateful you have the life a prince deserves. The poor work so you don't have to." He said. "Tell me, what is the next stop, Haman?"

Haman inspected the map and said, "The next stop is Mandingham, Sire."

"Ah, the richest plum of them all." Almec chuckled, putting a crown that was much too big for him on his head. A crown that belonged to his brother King Atif. "Mandingham."

But in his head, Korkie knew that crown should've been on his grandfather's head, not his great uncle. If his aunt Satine were here now, she would have so much to say about this.

"A perfect fit, Your Highness." said Haman. "Most becoming. You look regal, dignified, sincere, masterful-"

"Like a kid trying on a hat that's too big." Korkie added as a joke.

"Don't overdo it, Haman." said Almec, adjusting the crown. "And do mind your manners, Korkie before I have you shipped to boarding school."

It took a lot of Korkie's strength not to yell at his great uncle sometimes. Even the carriage horses were rolling their eyes at how despicable the elder prince was.

"This crown gives me a sense of power. Power!" Almec chuckled. "Forgive me a cruel chuckle."

"And how well King Atif's crown sits on your noble brow." Haman said.

"Doesn't it?" Almec said, looking in the mirror and then glaring at his counselor. "King Atif? I told you never to mention my brother's name!"

"A mere slip of the tongue, Your Majesty." said Haman. "We're in this plot together, if you don't mind my saying so."

Haman whispered to Almec so Korkie wouldn't hear.

"And remember, it was your idea, I hypnotized him and..."

"I know," whispered Almec. "And sent him off on that crazy crusade."

The two men laughed together.

"Much to the sorrow of the Queen Mother."

"Don't mention my mother!" Almec exclaimed. "She always liked Atif best. One more word out of you, and you are walking to Mandingham."

Haman rolled his eyes, and so did Korkie. The one time they actually agreed on something.

Meanwhile, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka got themselves into some disguises.

They both put on sparkling dresses and veils that covered the lower halves of their faces.

Obi-Wan and Ahsoka hid by a big tree as the royal parade approached.

"Ready, Little 'Soka?" said Kenobi Hood.

"Ready." smiled Little 'Soka.

As the parade got closer, Obi-Wan made his move.

"Oo-de-lally! Oo-de-lally!" Obi-Wan sang in a high pitched voice. "Fortune tellers."

"Fortunes forecast! Lucky charms!" Ahsoka called, imitating a French accent.

"Get the dope with your horoscope."

Prince Almec peeked out from the coach and was drawn to these two 'fortune tellers.'

"Fortune tellers! How droll." said the prince. "Stop the coach!"

Haman looked out at the fortune tellers and said, "Sire, they may be bandits."

"Oh, posh. Female bandits?" Almec said. "What next? Oh, rubbish."

Almec stepped out.

"My dear ladies, you have my permission to kiss the royal hands. Whichever you like."

Obi-Wan took one of Almec's hands and kissed it, swiping his ruby ring in the process.

"How gracious of you, Sire." said Obi-Wan. "And generous."

However, Haman noticed. "Sire! Sire! Did you see what they...?"

Ahsoka kissed Almec's other hand, and stole the jewels from all his rings.

"Sire!" said Haman.

"Enough!" Almec exclaimed. "Not another peep out of you, Haman."

Korkie was intrigued by these fortune tellers, but not because he was fooled like his uncle was. He recognized Kenobi Hood's eyes from his reward poster, as well as his aunt's description of them. Blue gray and gentle.

Obi-Wan stepped into the coach and told Almec to close his eyes and concentrate.

"Now, now. No peeking." Obi-Wan chuckled. "From the mists of time, come forth, spirits."

Ahsoka floated a crystal ball filled with fireflies in the middle of the carriage.

"Look, sire. Look!" said Obi-Wan.

Almec opened his eyes and was immediately astonished.

"Oh my! Floating spirits."

Obi-Wan slapped the prince's hand away before he could touch the ball.

"Naughty, naughty. You mustn't touch, young man."

"Oh, how dare you strike the royal hand?" Almec whined, rubbing his hand.

"Shh! Shh! You'll break the spell. Just gaze into the crystal ball."

Almec gazed into the crystal ball.

"Oo-de-lally. Oo-de-lal. Oh! A face appears." Obi-Wan chuckled. "A crown on his noble brow."

"A crown. How exciting!" Almec cheered.

"His face is handsome, regal, majestic, loveable, a cuddly face."

While Almec was distracted, Korkie did a little something with the gold credits he knew his uncle would never approve. 'Accidentally' dropping them into Ahsoka's hand.

"That is me to a T. What now."

"I see a name. An illustrious name."

"I know my name."

"I know my name! Get on with it!" said Almec, getting impatient.

"Your name will go down, down, down, in history, of course." said Obi-Wan.

"Yes! I knew it! I knew it! Don't you forget that, Haman."

Meanwhile, outside the carriage, Ahsoka got a glance at the solid-gold decorations on the carriage, but she saw something much better in front. Some beautiful horses.

One was pale pink with a candy-striped mane, and the other was red with an orange medley of a mane with red roses.

"What have we here?" Ahsoka said, she pet the side of the red one's head with a smile.

But, Ahsoka could see the horses looked sad. They didn't seem to like being forced to pull the prince's carriage filled with not just people, but excessively heavy loads of gold and jewels.

"Does that mean prince mistreat you?" Ahsoka cooed.

The horses nodded. And Ahsoka had an idea.

"What do you say we lighten the load together?" Ahsoka said.

The horses became intrigued.

While the guards weren't looking, Ahsoka used her sword to cut a hole in the royal chest, and poured the gold into some satchels, which, she passed to the two horses, who took it with their magic horns, once Ahsoka removed the magic-proof balls from their horns.

Ahsoka was very nearly caught, but luckily, the guards were only attracted to her hot appearance.

One whistled flirtatiously, and Ahsoka winked at them just to add a touch.

Obi-Wan exited the carriage with Almec's royal robes on, but bumped into Ahsoka, dropping some jewels he'd taken. They managed to pick them up, and got onto the horses for a ride.

Almec peeked out from the carriage in the white onesie-like outfit he'd had underneath his clothes.

"Robbed! I've been robbed!" Almec shouted. "Haman! You're never around when I need you!"

Korkie struggled not to laugh at how ridiculous his uncle looked in his underwear.

"Of course, you were robbed." said Haman.

"Hey! They took the horses!" Exclaimed one guard as the bandits got away with the horses.

"Oo-de-lally, oo-de-lally!" Obi-Wan taunted in his normal voice.

"Fortunes forecast. Lucky charms." Ahsoka also taunted, waving goodbye to the guards.

"After them, you fools!" Almec said angrily.

The guards went on foot, seeing as they had no horses, and some were left to pull the carriage now too. But, apparently, the bandits messed around with the carriage wheels too, and the carriage fell apart, dropping Almec in the mud to his dismay.

"No, no, no, no!" Almec cried.

"I did try to warn you, Sire." said Haman in an I-told-you-so tone. "But, of course, you wouldn't listen. You just had to... Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Almec lifted a handheld mirror and threatened to hit Haman with it.

"Seven years bad-!" Haman yelped as Almec struck him with the mirror. "...luck. That's what it is."

And the counselor collapsed to the ground.

Korkie winced at the sight before him. Luckily for him, the bandits didn't touch him. The younger prince knew for a fact that Kenobi Hood was taking back from the rich what the poor needed. Unlike Almec, his aunties and his grandfather taught him that the more the rich took for themselves, the less there was for the people who looked to them for leadership and protection.

King Atif would always tell his children, "Royals do not get respect from their people, they earn it. And by taking from the poor to feed one's greed, it goes against what good leaders stand for. A good leader protects and leads his people with humility, and greed by the leaders will lead the people to protect their kingdom from the very people who swore to protect them."