No, Darcy didn't scream when he was being kidnapped by a ridiculously unskilled jester wearing black. It would've been too embarrassing. An epic journey across the kingdom wasn't on his to-do list either-especially one that involved earning his keep through odd jobs while figuring out who his kidnapper really was. Or one featuring tax-paying raccoons and witch gangs in leather racing through underground cities. Or dyslexic necromancers wiping people's memories, for that matter. Yet-here we are. At least the jester is hot.