Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, ( haha the irony, xD ) there's no resemblance to actual persons, events or places. If so t is utterly not intended. I do not own Ever After High or anything to do with it. I also do not own ANY fairytale/storybook characters, rights, etc. This is all completely non-profit and just for pure entertainment. Thank you.

Full List of Genres:
Romance, Drama, Angst, Tragedy, Family, Hurt/Comfort

A Royal Gone Rebel

Chapter One

There was nothing worse than being stuck with someone you loathed. Ashlynn Ella had to spend every second of her weekend with a fellow Royal. A royal pain in her behind that was. His name was Prince Roland. He came from a neighbouring Kingdom and was currently "available". The Royal Adviser Jameson stood by Ashlynn's side as he watched her fidget nervously. "Whatever after is the matter child?" His voice was old sounding, but filled with many a year of wisdom. It was told he knew best, hence him being the Royal Adviser and all.

Ashlynn tucked some locks of hair behind her ear and she glanced up at him with such innocence in her eyes. "You would think I'm crazy – with all due respect sir, of course."

His brows raised with curiosity, but his face flickered back to it's usual expression.

"I mean, I know I'm not crazy... I just can't see myself being with Prince Dorkalot." Ah, there it was. The beginning of Ashlynn's rant.

Unclear to some, the duties of a Royal Adviser is to help the young successors and guide their decisions all while keeping the Kingdom's best interests at heart. However, some might feel that a Royal Adviser is also a psychiatrist.

He smiled slightly, barely seen. "Does he 'dork' a lot?"

Ashylnn giggled, "You're so silly!"

The older gentleman was left even more confused than before. He was now, 'silly'? Perhaps staying silent was best. Off in the distance, regal stallions were coming into view. They were still tiny figures, so Ashlynn still had some time to prepare herself for the day ahead.

She wanted it to be over before it began.

"I can't do this." She voiced her concerns out loud.

"Of course you can. You are of Royal heart Ashlynn, what can you not accomplish?"

Ashlynn sighed. What if she didn't want to be a Royal anymore? Technically always having a Rebel on her mind - that Rebel known as the ever so loyal Hunter Huntsman – didn't that qualify her a Rebel as well?

"Jameson, what if... I didn't do this? What would happen to our Kingdom, realistically?" She wanted to know the truth to help her come to a complete decision in all that she had to think about.

Jameson thought about it. "I suppose that another suitor would be found until you had a connection with them."

"But what if I never found a connection... what if," she sighed and abruptly hugged the Royal Adviser, whom stood solid.

"Ashlynn, you must listen to me." He told her kindly, she backed up from him, resisting the urge to sniffle. She didn't want to ruin her beautiful, hexellent make – up. Even if she wanted nothing to do with this so-called Prince, it was okay for him look at her and desire her, but that was about it. "Any sole person who is that of royalty, will make the largest self sacrifices. Sometimes, thine own happiness is amongst those sacrifices all for the benefit of the Kingdom, do you understand this?"

She nodded, figuring as much. Just, what was a girl like her to do?

'I have to get through this for my Kingdom... despite what my heart wants, I must push it aside... I must, it's my duty.' That thought saddened her heart, but she didn't know what else to do but to try and ignore her feelings. But her feelings were a huge part of who she was, to ignore it... them, she'd just have to be and remain numb.

She was a royal, what couldn't she do?

This. She couldn't do this.

"Ahh, Prince Roland. You have arrived safely." Jameson greeted with a smile. But it was a gesture he gave everyone, Ashlynn recognized that. Was it possible that her Royal Adviser did not see highly of him either?

The tall, dark and somewhat handsome Prince jumped down from his horse and he smiled as soon as he saw Ashlynn. 'Yes, she is my wife, her beauty is beyond compare.'

"I am Prince Roland my sweet, and you are?" He asked her, taking her hand in his and planting a kiss upon it.

She scrunched her nose up, but on Jameson's cue she stopped doing so. "I'm Ashlynn. Ashlynn Ella."

"Ella, hmm? Well soon that'll be changed." He told her, smiling in approval.

"Why? I rather like my name very much, thank you." Ashlynn was the very last person anyone would expect to act so... hastily. She was by far one of the kindest people with the purest hearts, but to see her shut that part of her down... Jameson was very unsettled, but he had to mask his feelings of potential bias.

"Let us greet the King and Queen, to notify them of your arrival Prince Roland." Jameson decided, wondering exactly how all of this would play out.

"Put the horses away," he told someone who was with him.

"Didn't your mother teach you manners? If so, you totally forgot to use them and that is far from impressive." She didn't let him take her hand, she walked quickly and independently beside Jameson. This would be a long torturous weekend.

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Dusk fell quickly upon the forest floor, Hunter Huntsman was spending another night alone. For once, he couldn't wait until Monday, when he would see the face of his dearest beloved. Looking up at the starry night sky, the north star shined brighter than all the rest. "That's my Ashlynn," he said breathlessly, to no one in particular. "prettier than all the rest, inside and out."

He couldn't fathom how he felt without her hexactly. It was as if his heart was missing an important piece to beat and without that significant piece, that hextremely important piece... he just wasn't whole. He wasn't one. He wasn't complete.

There wasn't a single hour, day, minute or second that passed where he didn't think of her, picture her or have the strong urge to hold her next to him.

His parents thought he was out all night hunting, truth was – he didn't want to go home. Because if he went home 'empty handed' as in having hunted no game for them to eat... it would not be good news. So he most of the time camped out at night. It's why he'd show up to school faithfully, perhaps a little dishevelled sometimes, but he always made the best of it, especially with his Ashlynn. With her by his side, Hunter knew he could conquer anything.

He glanced to his side, while she wasn't there... he knew deep in his heart that she'd much rather be here than at home too. Sighing, he curled up in a little spot he owned between two old oak trees, where the bark was connected. He figured that he might as well try to settle and sleep, but he knew his efforts would be pointless without Ashlynn beside him.

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A / n: Hello lovely readers of Ever After High! If you've stopped to give this story a read – thank you very much. I truly appreciate it as it's my very first EAH fanfic here. I just had to do a story on these two because they are the first dolls of Ever After High that I purchased, xD

I would love to see feedback from you wonderful people out there, just because going from one category on fanfiction to another can be scary – especially when you don't know if you can do it justice, so please R & R! It's always appreciated.