The girls and James met in his room, and all his Andrew Harmon mystery story folders were in front of them. However, James was finding it increasingly hard to concentrate, not just because he was so dizzy, but because he was worried about Amber.

"James, be careful," Candice warned, watching him tapping his fingers on one of the folders, "If you're not careful, you'll wear a hole in the folder!"

"Folders can be replaced or repaired, Candice," James said distractedly.

"That's true, but let's focus on who did this," Sofia said soothingly, taking his hand and letting him lean on her shoulder again. "Fransiskus L. Wilde."

"Fransiskus L. Wilde? I've never heard of such a person before," Lucinda started. "The name must be fake."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," James muttered.

"Maybe we can find a solution to this mystery in one of your stories," Sofia suggested, seeing Dorrie carrying the box of James' stories.

"Good idea, Sof. Andrew Harmon and Julie Melody have solved a lot of mysteries in their day," James agreed. He reached for a folder, but dropped it with a groan, since he was still feeling woozy.

"James, before you do anything else, take this," Candice said as she handed him a bottle of blue liquid. "This potion will help with dizziness."

James took a sip from the bottle, and immediately felt better. "Thanks, Candice, now back to the box."

"Be careful, though, James, don't take too much at once," Candice warned. "Lucinda told me that she made this one other time, and more than one sip every hour causes hallucinations and severe vertigo."

"Like, trippy, man," James smirked, but he knew this was serious.

"And that's what you get for listening to that psychedelic music Dad likes," Lucinda rolled her eyes; she knew that when Roland wasn't trying to calm himself down with folk music following a visit from King Magnus, she'd sometimes heard him whistling San Franciscan Nights in the halls on the way to his study.

"But in all seriousness, James, are there any stories we could look at to help us with this?" Dorrie asked.

"And do people set traps to catch the villain in your stories?" Sofia asked.

"I tried that idea once, but it didn't work the way I wanted," James started. "This box has my favorite stories in it, but I keep the stories that I want to work on in a different box in my closet."

"Maybe we could get those as well and compare notes," Candice suggested. "And who knows? This might give you an idea for a new story, or how to make your other stories better. I know you said you wouldn't write about what happened to Amber, but maybe you could use the solution, or a similar problem."

At the same time, Roland had summoned the knights and the guards and informed them about the situation. As they went out to search the castle, Sir Finnegan hung back. "Should I stay with Princess Amber, your Majesty? After all, I was cast as the king in Prince James' stories, and she might feel better if I was close by."

"That might be a good idea, Sir Finnegan," Roland agreed. "But remember, call her by her character name, Julie."

"Why didn't James put you in as the king in his stories, Rollie?" Miranda asked when Sir Finnegan left to keep an eye on Amber.

"He offered me that role when he first started writing those stories, but I said that being king of one kingdom was enough for me," Roland explained, "We agreed that I'd be fine as a duke. He'd met Sir Finnegan when he was younger, and added him to his list of characters when he became his squire. And up until then, Andrew and Julie worked together as spies around Jameslandia, under the watchful eyes of the castle staff."

"But who was king of Jameslandia before him?" Miranda asked.

"If I remember correctly, it was Sir Henley, Royal Prep's ice hockey coach," Roland said after a few moments. "He filled in for a teacher for one of James' classes, he saw him writing something down when James finished some work, and when he read it and saw himself in the story as 'King Henley', he said he was flattered to be included in the story, but to pick someone else to be king. He also said that James had quite a talent for writing, and encouraged the fairies to let him into the creative writing class, even though it was for students ten and up."

Miranda smiled. She'd heard the story before about how James joined the creative writing class, but she didn't know this part.

Their thoughts were interrupted when Baileywick entered, followed by one of the teachers at Royal Prep, and another princess. "Your Majesties, I heard about what happened to Princess Amber from Constable Miles, and he suggested that I bring the creative writing teacher from the Royal Preparatory Academy," he announced. "Presenting Miss Gloriana Elodie, and from the kingdom of Brilliancia, Princess Penny."

"It's good to see you again, Miss Elodie. I'm not sure how you can help with this situation, but any help you can give us will be greatly appreciated," Roland greeted them.

"And who's this?" Miranda asked, motioning to Penny.

"This is Princess Penny of Brilliancia, your Majesties," Miss Elodie introduced her, "She, and James, are two of the shining stars in my creative writing class! She happened to be with me when I was summoned here, and I also thought she could help us."

Penny smiled as she listened to the comments. However, she turned when she felt something bump against her. "Well, hello there!" she smiled as she heard snuffling, and knelt to pet Jagger, who was sniffing around her. "Who's this?"

"James' dog, Jagger," Miranda replied as Penny pet him, "If you want, it's no trouble to take him outside."

"No, your Majesties, he's very nice," Penny smiled as James and the girls entered.

"Jagger Brooks…" James scolded, seeing Jagger sniffing around Miss Elodie now.

"Oh, you and your music, Prince James," Miss Elodie smiled. "He's not doing anything wrong, and those are two of my favorite singers!"

Before James could say anything else, Jagger started nosing a small red book, which Sofia recognized as the notebook James had been writing in. As she picked it up, Jagger barked as he bounded over to a small box.

"Good boy, Jagger! Maybe there are clues in here!" Sofia smiled as she scratched his ears.

"James trained me really well!" Jagger agreed as they brought their findings over.

"So that's where my notebook went! Good boy, Jag!" James added, then he whispered, "Sorry about using your middle name; I didn't know what you were doing."

"I'm part guard dog, you know," Jagger reminded him; James' badge, like the girls' amulets, allowed him to talk to and understand animals.

"And look what else I found!" Dorrie spoke up. She used her wand to levitate something up, and floated it over to the group.

"What is it?" Penny asked, reaching for it.

"It's the tiara Amber wore when that Franciskus person hit her with the spell!" Candice recognized it.

"Penny, don't touch it! I've seen that before. It's in one of my mother's spellbooks," Lucinda spoke up. She looked worried. "Dorrie, Candice, I'm going to need your help. If this is what I think it is, we're in trouble."

"Why? What is it?" Sofia asked.

"I'll explain when I'm absolutely certain," Lucinda replied. "Dorrie, Candice, come with me. The rest of you, start thinking of ways to get Amber's memory back."

"I think I know something that will jog Amber's memory," Roland spoke up.

"That's brilliant, Dad! You and Mom go find Amber and try your idea," James replied, "Lucinda, you, Dorrie, and Candice do whatever it is you want to do with that tiara and see if you can find some way to reverse what it did to Amber. Miss Elodie, Penny, Sofia, and I will stay here and look through my stories. Sof was right; there might be a solution in one of them. And if not, at least I know how to make the stories better."

"Before we go…" Dorrie waved her wand over the box of folders. The box glowed for a moment, then returned to normal. "I just put a spell on the folders. Penny, if you'll pick one up and open it, you'll get a surprise."

Penny felt around the box, found a folder, and when she opened it, she got a surprise when the story started reading to her. "This is wonderful! Thank you, Dorrie!"

At the same time, James asked, "Penny, since Baileywick told you about what's going on with Amber, and that I use middle names as people's first names, what's yours? It's just something I've always done for the characters in my stories."

Penny looked uneasy. "My middle name is Anne."

"That's pretty," Sofia smiled.

"And you don't have to be embarrassed," James added. "One of my middle names is Harmon, a shortened form of Harmony."

"That's right," Sofia nodded. "You use that as Andrew's last name!"

"That's right. At first, when I started writing those stories, a few people teased me, but they stopped when I used the song the name came from," James explained, and he began to sing.

Harmony, oh harmony
Where are you tonight, where are you tonight
Harmony, oh harmony
Have you gone away, have you gone to stay
If you pass me by I will miss you
And if you can cry I can cry too

Harmony, oh harmony, where are you tonight, where are you tonight
Harmony, sweet harmony, have you gone astray, have you gone away
If you'd ask me why I will miss you, it's a part of my nature I guess
Oh harmony, sweet harmony
Oh where have you gone harmony

"That's pretty!" Penny smiled.

"James' mother sang that when he was born," Roland explained. He also couldn't help but join in.

Harmony, oh harmony, where are you now, where are you right now
Harmony, oh harmony, oh where have you gone, the hours are so long
If you pass me by I will miss you and if you can cry I can cry too

Harmony, oh harmony, I'm holding on tight, do you read me write
Harmony, oh harmony, don't ever let go, don't ever let go
If you'd ask me why I will miss you, it's a part of my nature I guess
Oh harmony, sweet harmony, oh what have we done harmony

James grinned as he and Roland finished the song.

If you pass me by I will miss you and if you can cry I can cry too
Harmony, sweet harmony, oh where have you gone, what have we done
Where have you gone harmony

"I'm surprised you remembered that song," Roland said when the song was done.

"I remember anything music related," James smirked.

"Yes you do! And I know you'll help find a way to help Amber," Roland agreed, mussing James' hair before he went off.

James grinned as he turned to the girls and Miss Elodie. "Well, ladies, we've got a whole box full of books with possible solutions to this problem…so let's start reading."

Author's Notes

Thanks to Niagara14301 for helping with some of the details for this chapter.

Thanks also to theblindwriter95 for helping with some of the details, and for letting me borrow their character Penny.

Harmony by Gordon Lightfoot is not mine, and that's where James' middle name Harmon comes from (Harmon is short for Harmony).

San Franciscan Nights by The Animals is not mine.

Sir Henley is the ice hockey coach from Lord of the Rink.

Jagger's middle name of Brooks is of course based on Garth Brooks.

I made up Miss Elodie's name of Gloriana.

Like the girls' amulets let them talk to and understand animals, James' badge does the same thing (see chapter 4 of The Secret Love Song).