AN: Okay this story will be going under a major editing session. The first two paragraphs are weird but please don't stop reading before you get to at least halfway through the chapter. This is a two-part chapter sort off. But anyways read on. And don't worry the characters will become more mature. I'm in a high at the moment sort of. Please Review! Be nice people. Oh if you see the name Roxanne anywhere well she's actually Edwina. I changed the name.

Disclaimer

Everything belongs to the author of Ella Enchanted, Gail Carson Levine and I stole some names and lines from Tamora Pierce, Ever After, The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants, Harry Potter and The Lord of the Rings. If something you recognize comes up it may be from a book (please tell me if that happens) or another fic though I've never really read any about Ella's kids except Warrior Blood. I really tried to make this original.

Chapter 1

A long, long time ago there lived a King and Queen named Ella and Char. They had just had a very cute and good looking baby boy they named Cowen.

"He looks exactly like me you know Ella, that's why he's so good looking"

"I think not Char he looks more like me!"

One Year Later

Queen Juliana and King Jonathon gave birth to a beautiful baby daughter. Princess Sabrina Alliane. Juliana and Jonathon were great friends with Ella and Char. Both sets of parents decided to join their kingdoms and get Alliane and Cowen married. They wouldn't be forced unless it was really needed.

Alliana's POV

Ugh the nerve of that boy! How dare he thinks that every girl he sets his eye on will fall in love with him! Who does he think he is? The prince? Ha. So what if he is? He doesn't own the place? Ok he does. But still.

Prince Cowen has just pissed me of again. Just when I was starting to like him. Ok maybe I wasn't but still. It didn't mean he had to "accidentally" trip me over during the ball. I mean seriously. I knew mother had been wrong when she practically forced me to go with the prince when he had asked me to the ball. When I tried to back up by faking sick, she had said with an amused expression, "Dear, you must go with the prince. He is really nice; I don't really see what's wrong with him."

I knew she was only saying that stuff to see the expression on my face. I had not given her the satisfaction though. I, being the stupid moron I am, agreed to go with the prince and thought I had backfired mother's plan by not putting on a face. Instead it backfired on me. This is so confusing argh. Anyway here's what happened.

It all started of when the Queen and King of Kyrria had invited my family and me to go to the annual midwinter ball. I did wander why the royals had suddenly invited us though I didn't think much of it as we saw each other too often for my liking. But we'd never been invited to the midwinter ball before; it was really hard to get there as we live very far away. My parents seemed to know though and weren't very surprised with the invitation. In fact their eyes started glowing and they seemed really pleased.

They had gotten all excited and made me be fitted for about a million dresses! That was the worst day of my life! Correction, was the worst day of my life until now, but we'll get to that later. All the dresses were the ones right in fashion at the time. To my luck. Note the sarcasm. The dresses originally had low cut necks but after a lot of persuasion (i.e. tantrums, I am a spoilt brat) from me the dressmaker, very reluctantly agreed to make the necklines higher. I don't mind dresses but I prefer breeches and such to them. Why do boys always have all the comforts?

My parents were looking forward to the ball but I however was not because of Kyrria's prince- Prince Cowen. Last time I saw Cowen was during his sixteenth birthday, almost a year ago. Cowen and I had always played pranks on each other, with our two best friends, since we were very young. He was a jerk then, and is still one now. He is very annoying, has a ginormous ego and I hate him. The problem now is Edwina, my best friend, and I can't play anymore pranks as our mothers, after our fourteenth birthdays, had told us to act more like our age and like proper ladies. That of course didn't really stop Edwina and me until Cowen and Joren, his best friend, had tricked us and our mothers found out. It was not pretty believe me. I don't really see why it was such a big deal, but our mothers seemed to think otherwise. They made us take extra lessons! Pure cruelty, I tell you. Needless to say I did not enjoy it. Oh how I wanted to smack Cowen's pretty face so much, that'd wipe of the irritating smirk he had.

When we got to Kyrria I got out of my carriage and dusted of my dress. There I saw him again, with his smirk and everything. The royal family was there to welcome us. Even though I didn't like Cowen his parents were very cool. Queen Ella, known to everyone as Ella due to the fact she didn't see the need to add an extra word to her name, was very nice and she was really pretty. Like gorgeous but instead of feeling awkward and nervous around her you feel calm and happy. I could always talk to her about anything and she would give me great advice and be very understanding. King Charmont, known to everyone as Char, was extremely handsome and he was also cool. He was a very great ruler but he was always busy due to this. He was more a friend to me and he always treated me well unlike his son Cowen. Cowen was fairly good looking as he had inherited both his mothers and fathers features. But looks are very deceiving. I can tell you that. My parents seem to think he is a godsend or something, he puts on a great act.

Anyway after the very warm welcome I was shown up to a very nice looking room. It was all painted a light purple and blue, my favourite colours, the bed, cushions and curtains and stuff were all colour co-ordinated. There was a lounge which had very comfy sofas and a bathroom that was all purple and blue too. All my stuff had been brought up there already and just as I was starting to get comfortable my mother and father came in and they sat down both looking a bit nervous. This was not going to be good.

My mother started of. "Now Alliane, we know that you…err… are different to other girls your age and we respect that but now me and your father…"

She was interrupted by my father who gave a very fake cough and mother sighed, shot him a look that said do as I say or you will regret it, and started again. "As I was saying Ally, your father and I have come to the decision that by your sixteenth birthday, which is in 2 months, you will need to choose a husband, otherwise after that we will have to choose for you, now before you say anything," she said quickly, " we have been very easy on you and we didn't really want to do this but this is the last resort, we will need an heir to the thrown."

I just stared at my parents, dumbfounded. My parents no matter how awful they could be wouldn't do this to me. I decided to see if they were joking. "You know mother that was a great act, you two really scared me, I mean you two being the nice and caring parents you are would never do this too your only daughter. I mean I'm only fifteen…"

"Marriageable age," my father decided to stop me from blabbing anymore. He seemed really upset and I could see it cost him a lot to talk, "Look Aly your mother's right we have been very easy on you and you need to get married, not that we want you to go but we do need an heir to the thrown and we only want you to be happy, your mother thinks it's for the best."

At this mother threw father a very dirty look and said, "That is your father and I both think its for the best, now I mean come on Aly its not that bad. We all have to get married someday."

"What makes you think that getting married will mean I'll be happy? I mean it's not the only thing that makes happiness."

"Look we have given you a choice and it's all up to you otherwise your father and I will be bound to do it for you. Now we will leave you here to think and then come downstairs when the palace bell rings to dinner no excuses."

"Oh and wear a dress" mother added before walking out the door.

This was the limit. Just cause I'm a princess. Why were they set on ruining my life? What did I ever do to them? Ok don't answer that. Parents, who needed them anyway?

I decided to take a walk down in the garden to clear my mind and maybe come up with something to stop all this. So I got up, changed into a lavender gown with silver embroidery, with a very deep scowl (the dressmaker had burnt all my breeches and shirts saying, "such clothing is not appropriate for a princess") and I walked out the door.

I had been to this palace before but because I hadn't been here for awhile I had forgotten the way to the gardens. I asked a passing guard for directions. As I was turning left, I nearly bumped into a handsome young man. My lucky day. He had black hair and the most gorgeous blue- green eyes. What was I thinking? Gorgeous? No. I was the gorgeous one.

Anyway the guy gets up turns and puts on this charming face and says "Ah Alliane, still clumsy I see but don't worry I forgive you for bumping into me"

My shock quickly turned to anger. I could feel myself boiling up as I always did when I saw him and said calmly (for me) "What the hell do you think your doing running around and bumping into people. What made you think I would actually apologize? It was all your fault anyway."

He just looked at me and he said very sweetly and sincerely, in this really annoying voice, "I am sorry my Lady, I know that it takes a lot for a Lady to handle my good looks. Please forgive me although it isn't my fault I'm so good looking."

My mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. Was this guy for real? He tried to cover a smile at the look on my face. No one laughs at me. No one. I let out a cry of frustration (I have a bad temper) "Your apology is not accepted and I hope you die and go to hell. And for your information I do not think you're good looking enough for girls to purposely fall on you and personally I think it was my good looks that made you bump onto me."

"Who's the big headed one now?" He asked smirking, "Although Sabrina it is true that you are very good looking and I have actually noticed. In fact maybe I did trip due to your good looks but don't worry I forgive you." He whispered moving closer to me.

This guy was so close to making me burst and he knew it. I could tell. He found all of this so amusing. I'll get him for it. Just wait and see I said to myself. "Well good for you. Though in my opinion it is pretty sad if a girl makes you trip." I replied smirking back and walking away so I could have the last word.

"Hey wait, come back'

"What?" I asked shooting him a death glare.

"You haven't said sorry" he replied.

"Well what makes you think I will?" I replied.

"Oh look at this a princess not knowing her manners, amazing. Since you don't know any manners I'll teach you. Usually when you make someone trip you say sorry" he mimicked his etiquette teacher.

I mimicked his words right back, "but you have already said you have forgiven me so I do not see the point in apologizing, Good day" with that I turned around a walked about three metres before I realized I forgot the guards instructions through all the confusion. I turned right back. He was smirking at me. "What's wrong? Don't you know your way around the castle?"

"As a matter of fact I don't and you as a gentleman should show me around" I stated. This was costing most of my pride.

"Oh but what do I get out of it?" his eyes had a glint and he had a mischievous smile plastered on his face.

"Nothing" I replied, stubbornly.

"Well, in that case I'm not showing you around anywhere." He said turning around.

"Fine, what do you want and it better be something I can give you?" I gave in.

"Well there are a lot of things I want and I can only think of one which you can give me Princess Sabrina" he said in a seductive voice and he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

I blushed. A lot. He noticed and smirked. "No way. You arrogant, pig headed jerk."

"Why can't you give it? I'm sure you've given it before." He was grinning madly now and could hardly contain his laughter at my blush.

"What?" I screamed. The nerve!

"I mean haven't you ever given peace and quiet to anyone before?" he gave way to his laughter but shut up quickly again.

I was dumbstruck. "Oh, I thought that…"

"Thought what?" he urged me to continue. He was red now trying not to laugh.

"Never mind, anyway can you show me to the dining hall? I may as well go there now," I asked. Very red.

"Sure, follow me"

I followed him into a great big dining hall. He left me there muttering something about random things and a servant showed me to my seat.

I was seated in between my mother and Queen Ella. About halfway through dinner "the guy" came rushing in mumbling a quick apology, without looking up, taking a seat in between Ella and Char and started eating. I wondered why he was late but then King Char stood up and started talking. "Alright now as you may all know the midwinter ball is coming up next week and so I thought you might need a reminder, Char cleared his throat, "And I would also like all of you to welcome with open arms King Jonathan, Queen Juliana and their young daughter Princess Sabrina Alliane of Rohan." We all stood up and bowed and curtsied when our names were called out so did the audience. "The ball is being held in their honour." Everyone started clapping. We sat down and I turned just in time to catch Cowen looking at me.

Ella stared at Cowen and then at me and said, "um Ally, in case both of you have forgotten, which I really doubt," she said slightly laughing. Everyone knew of our rivalry and hatred. "This is Cowen my son. Juliana and I have decided that you should now learn to overcome your… err… differences and get to know each other more and there is no way better than if you go with each other to the ball." She beamed at us.

Oh no I know what the stare from Ella and mother means, they want Cowen and me to get together. Why do mothers exist?

I stared open mouthed in horror while he stared back, though not looking as stupid as me. He had realized too.

Then being the irritating jerk he is. He says to my parents, "As much as I would love to go to the ball with Sabrina, I think that I should be a gentleman and ask Sabrina first. If off course you don't mind." Cowen and Joren were the only ones who called me Sabrina. To everyone else I was Ally.

I could see that both our parents were trying not too laugh at my expression. I was so enraged at him. I knew he had gotten me where he wanted. That…

"So Sabrina would you like to go to the ball with me?" he asked loudly enough for the whole word to hear.

My mother seemed to have regained her composure quickly and apparently had decided to join in the torture. "Well Aly, answer the question. Do you want to go to the ball with Cowen?" she said it more like an order than a question which meant if I didn't say yes I was going to pay very badly. What was this? Torment Aly day or something. I tried to calm down and mumbled a quiet, but a quiet so that everyone on the table heard, yes.

But Cowen being the person that he is decided to go that little bit extra and asked "I'm sorry I didn't hear you. Could you please say your answer a bit louder and clearer."

I glared at him and said a little louder, "Yes"

But he still didn't seem satisfied and I could hear the grin in his voice as he said, "Maybe a tad bit more loudly."

I was getting frustrated now and he knew it. "Yes" I screamed practically to the whole hall.

Everyone stared. I really felt like melting in my seat there and then. Please god kill me now.

Cowen's POV

I was staring at her, laughing inside. She was so angry. Aly was very different to other girls. She was never fake, nearly always kind if you didn't get on her bad side and naturally beautiful and boy did she know it. She had dark brown hair, rosy cheeks and lips, delicate nose and startlingly blue eyes with sparks of green. At the moment they were flashing at me dangerously. She was gorgeous. But very stuck- up. I should know. It was always fun to annoy her. The problem is she can retaliate. Like really retaliate. I knew I was going get it for this.

I knew I had gone too far but it was worth it just to see the look on her face. Her creamy complexion turning red with rage looked so cute. I couldn't wait to go tell Joren. Ha. Edwina and him were coming tomorrow afternoon just in time for the ball. The girls won't know what hit them!

I almost felt sorry and slightly guilty looking at Aly's face then. Keyword, almost. She shot me one of her death glares and angered me some more. I did not regret what I had done after that glare. But deep inside I knew that I wasn't being very fair. Oh well. I looked up and saw dad's face. He clearly wasn't impressed. Though I could see him trying very hard not too laugh. Mum wasn't having any easier time than he was. She was red and smiling slightly to contain her laughter. I could still see that she was angry at me though. Oh no another lecture before bed. Damn I'll probably be grounded. So much for a little fun.

Juliana and Jonathon were trying to contain straight faces too but unlike my parents were succeeding.

They were very nice people. Jonathon was a very good ruler as I came to know and Juliana was very nice and caring. And they fit so well together that any blind person would know that they were meant for each other. Jonathon had black hair and piercing blue eyes. And even now all the girls would drool when they saw him. Juliana was very pretty with a complexion similar to Aly's, dark brown hair and green eyes. I guess that's where Aly got her looks. I always acted "angelic" in front of them when Aly was around but normal when she wasn't. It really annoys her, which was why I do it. The best part is that her parents play along with it. They're great parents unlike mine.

Mum cleared up the Aly situation and gave me "the look" meaning that she would see me in my room after dinner. It wasn't very long until both of my parents came up not looking too pleased and sat down either side of me in my room, after dinner.

"Look Cowen your behaviour tonight was not acceptable" started Dad before I cut him off.

"Oh but dad it was funny and you know it. I saw you and mum laughing."

"Cowen, you really need to grow up and act your age. You're a prince for goodness sake." Dad was starting to get annoyed.

This was not good.

"Your mum and I have decided that you will choose a bride before your sixteenth birthday or we'll choose one for you. No buts. Don't give me that look. You know this was bound to happen sooner or later. There are many obligations and responsibilities with being a prince and you know it. You will fulfil these obligations and will not disappoint me. Do you understand? And as for the wedding, whether you choose someone or not you will, like the rest of us get married on your seventeenth birthday." Dad said all this in his authoritative and commanding tone. Sometimes I wish I didn't have a great ruler of a country for a dad.

"Look Cowen, honey," Mum said trying to make me feel better, "life isn't easy and you and I both know that your father and I are right. I mean seriously don't you think that you would have to get married eventually anyway."

"Mum, dad you two of all people should know how court ladies are like. Their always so fake and I hate fakeness." At this mum snorted, a very unladylike thing to do, and said, "You clearly showed us that today"

I continued anyway as if there had been no interruptions. "They all fawn over me and I don't like any of them. They really scare me." I pleaded my case.

Dad sighed and started, "son, believe me I know what you're going through, court ladies are a handful"

At this mum turned a questioningly and suspecting look at dad. Dad quickly turned back and said, "not that I did anything with them of course"

I sniggered while mum turned away from dad.

Dad sighed and quickly changed the topic, "but this is about you, look for someone who is not like all the other ladies. Someone smart, charming and funny. Someone who stands out and does what has to be done. Someone maybe like…"he trailed of.

"Someone like whom?" I asked irritated.

"That's for you to decide, anyway it's getting late we'd best be of," Mum replied, getting up kissing me on the cheek and walking away, not bothering to wait for dad. I could tell she was not pleased with him at the moment. Dad sighed again said goodnight and ran to catch up with my mothers retreating figure. I could hear them right now. "Char get lost I'm sleeping in another room today"

"But Ella why are you doing this to me? And keep your voice down. Do you want to wake up the entire castle?"

"Shut up Char and don't tell me what to do, I don't have that obedient "gift" anymore."

"Ella I'm sorry. What's the point on holding a grudge on me about such a small thing?"

"Small Char you call this small! I'd hate to hear what you'd call big."

"Wait up Ella. Please hear me out"

"No. I'm sleeping downstairs tonight whether you like it or not!"

"Ella"

I knew not to take them seriously. I mean what a stupid argument to have. Parents. With their voices in the background I fell into a warm and deep slumber.

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