Disclaimer: The characters from the Ranger's Apprentice Series are not mine. I used them to create an alternate story.

An Alternate Route

Evelyn's POV:

"We've been here for three weeks Will," exclaimed Evelyn, "why are you still trying to escape?"

"Because I want get off this blasted island," said a smiling Will.

"Oh really, and how do you plan to do that?" exclaimed Evelyn.

"All in good time my dearest Evelyn," said Will," each step is a process."

"Each step is a process, Sir Alger Wilmen," said Evelyn.

"How did you know that," exclaimed Will," only historians and rangers know the author (pause) and also royalty.

Realizing her mistake Evelyn sputtered," My ladyship told me once and I found it interesting."

Will gave her a questioning look,"I"m going to start the fire before our Skandian friends tells me to," he said.

When she was sure that he was gone, she smacked herself thoroughly across the face," Stupid, stupid, stupid!" she said reprimanding herself.

I have to tell him someday. Why not now? After the evening meal, I'll tell him.
She went to the shore to catch something special for the shocking piece of news that she was about to deliver.

Will's POV:

Gillian did say that there was something odd about Evelyn. Is she the person that I think she is?

With these thoughts, he went to clean the grease stained and weather worn dishes. What he heard made him stop, "Blasted it, why does Ragnak have to swear a damn Vallas vow now of all times," exclaimed Erak.

"I already told you that he swore to spill the blood of any Duncan spawn because his son was killed at the Battle of Thorntree," smirked Slagor.

"Well I am not going to get hell for this. Ragnak can do what he wants but I won't help him," shouted Erak.

"Do what you must," said Slagor as he walked away.

And Will saw that he was walking straight towards him. He was trapped in a corner. "Blast it!"
He saw that the only way to escape was to scale the ninety-degree cliff of obsidian right before him. He quickly scanned the impenetrable wall and saw the slight grooves that jutted out from it. Hurriedly he grabbed the first handhold he saw (fit to carry his weight) and scaled the wall with a grunt.

"What was that, "shouted Slagor. Slagor was pretty sure that he saw a shadow move. A human one.

Will hung on for dear life.

What am I going to do? Slagor doesn't seem to be going away anytime soon and I can't hold myself here forever.
Will contemplated the situation and then suddenly he heard Halt's voice, "What are you doing there, staring at a piece of rock like a baboon."

Startled, Will almost fell from the rock face. "What's a baboon," he thought.

"Always asking questions," he heard Halt sigh.

"Just observe your surroundings for something you can use," commanded Halt.

What can I use when there's nothing? He stopped. Right next to him was a silver dagger buried into the hard stone. He took both of his hands and pulled the hilt. The dagger came off with a slight sound of steel on rock and Will who forgot that the dagger was his handhold fell toward the ground. He landed with a grunt on top of Slagor who seemed to be knocked unconscious by his grievous fall. Will without a second thought ran from the place with the dagger back to the area he shared with Evelyn.

When he reached his "home", he ran into someone. They both fell to the ground on top of each other with Will on the bottom. Will looked up and gasped. In his arms were Evelyn but she was different. She had washed herself free from the dirt and had braided her hair with the grass found in the cliff's crags.

She looked at him with those beautiful green eyes and a blush formed on her smooth face. He was enchanted by her perfect lips and leaned his head down to kiss her. She did not object. The kiss was light and sweet and already Will wanted another. Soon Evelyn had her arms around his neck and she pulled him in for another kiss, which he returned with force. After their bodies told them they both needed to breathe, they broke apart gasping.

They both got up from the ground and Evelyn smiling said," I think it's time for supper."

Evelyn's POV:

I had caught a cod in that cold forbidden water, well "caught" in context. I had washed the fish and build a fire up. I left the fish to bake in the hot coals and went down to the cliff's crags. I found a few sprigs a grass and a pond. I bathed myself in that bone chilling water washing off the dirt grit in my hair. I cleaned my clothes and used the grass to braid my hair. I went back to my "house" and found the fish a crisp golden brown. I ran to go find Will and right at the entrance of the shelter, I ran head first into him. I fell right on top of him and I was thankful that he cushioned my fall. I looked up and saw his handsome face looking at me with shock.

"Is there something wrong with me," I thought.

Then he kissed me. I felt myself get lighter. The kiss was so sweet and filled with love.
I remember when I first saw him. I thought he was a jerk because he treated me as if I was a girl. Which I am but that doesn't mean I can't handle a few Wargals. I soon learned that he is filled with bravery and that rangers are more handsome than I thought they be.

This time I kissed him and I enjoyed it. I was happy and when we broke apart I said, "I think it's time for supper."

He smiled saying," you look very beautiful this evening Evelyn."

"Thank you Will," I said then I remembered the news I had to tell him and I wondered if he would still like me after I told him. I hope so.

"Let's eat, Will," I said, "I have a meal prepared. I brought the cod out and the aroma was tantalizing to my hungry self.

We both sat down next to the fire facing each other."Evelyn, when we get out of here...I want you to know that I like you a lot."

I blushed and looked down embarrassed. He placed his hand under my chin and made me look him in the eye."Evelyn, to me you are a princess and I like what is inside of you, your determination, your courage, and your compassion."

I tensed. It was now or never."Will, I like you too," I whisper and he let out a relieved sigh," and there is something that I need to tell you."

Before he could say anything, I said in the calmest voice I could muster," My name is not Evelyn, I am Princess Cassandra of Arulean, heir to the throne.