Hooves of many horses hit against the tarmac ground of the road. They could be heard over the deafening crowd as they cheered and waved. A royal carriage pulled by two white horses with golden feathers upon their heads. The carriage was white with delicate golden designs. On the inside of the open top carriage was rich red seats made of suede. The soon-to-be crowned Prince sat in the carriage, he smiled and waved to the crowd. He was dressed in a royal blue jacket with golden embroidery over the chest. As well as the cuffs of both his sleeves. His legs where covered by cream coloured trousers matched with shiny Italian shoes on his feet.

Surrounding his carriage with four horses at either corner. Each with a rider, dress in black finery. These where the best of a group who are charged with the protection of the royal family. They are highly trained in almost every way of fighting or killing a man. They have permission from the King himself, that if needed, they have authority to eliminate anything or anyone that posses a threat.

The carriage pulls to a stop outside a a large well-off church as the footman stepped off the carriage and opened it side door for the Prince to exit. As his feet touched the ground the four riders dismounted their steeds. The walked over to the Prince and stood in front of his in a straight line.

" You Majesty." The tallest rider spoke as they all bowed with their left hands over their sword hilts and their right over their hearts. They stood up straight and split in half to allow the prince to walk forwards. They then formed a box around him as he ascended the red carpeted steps towards the church entrance.

To the Prince's front left, stood the leader of the group. Captain Athos. Although not his real name, each member of the group have code names. He wore his black uniform with golden embroidery along his chest. Tight black jodhpurs on his legs as well as riding boots. His decorative golden sword settled nicely on his right hip with a golden belt supporting it. He had blonde hair around three inches long, at this moment it was gelled back sleekly. His soft green eyes remind many of the green forests. His skin of a soft tanned colour which matched him perfectly.

To the Prince's front right was Aramis. Slightly smaller than Athos his black hair was short and full. He wore the same uniform as Athos except a little less gold. He too had his sword strapped to his waist. His blue eyes watched the crowd carefully for any suspicious behavior.

To the Prince's back left was Porthos. He was stocky and around the same high of Aramis his tanned skin and black hair went well with his hazel coloured eyes as they shined with pride.

To the back right, was D'artagnan. The only female within the group. Her long brown hair was ombre with dark blonde at the bottom. It was tied up in a tight bun at the top of her head. A little make-up adorned her face with cat-like eyes. They shone a harsh brown under the light of the sun. Her high cheek bones framed her slim face and figure which was dressed in the same uniform at the man.

They all walked into the church, escorting the prince to his crowning of Prince-hood.

Little did they know, things would soon take a turn and they would have to put everything the have learned to the test.