For six months she had been happy. For six months she had all she ever wanted and more. But it was all gone now. Her true parents, all her lovely subjects who she had come to love dearly. All gone. All ripped away from her. Forever.
She clung to the back of her friend, silent tears streaming down her face as the horse galloped through the forest. Her friend knew that her heart was breaking, he just didn't know what to do about it. So they continued through the forest silent, both lost in their own thoughts.
She thought of her parents and her hair that for some reason came back. It wasn't supposed to. Once her hair was cut it was supposed to stay like that forever. But it didn't, it grew again, it was blond again, and worst of all it was magic again. Her hair. Something that was a gift from the heavens, but she had come to hate. Magic hair, both a blessing and a curse. Lately it seemed more like a curse. It was the reason to why they were running anyway. She had to protect her people, that was her duty as a princess. People wanted her hair they would do anything to get it which put her people in danger. She had tried to cut it again but it was still blond. In a few short weeks it was back to its former potential. Both in length and magic. And she hated it for that.
While her thoughts were of longing and regret, his were more of planning and the task at hand. Years of being a thief had paid off, he knew how to think on his toes and all the best short cuts in the forest. Which would have been great if he actually knew where they were going. Mentally he went over the supplies they already had and what they would still need. They had enough food for a week, a couple changes of clothes, frying pans for weapons, a chameleon, and a horse. There was so much they needed to reach their destination, but they needed a destination first. He noticed that the constant wetness on his back was starting to lessen. He turned in the saddle slightly and asked if she was okay. The only response he got was a mumbled whimper. With a slight sigh he faced forwards once again, signaling for the horse to speed up. It was nearing twilight and they were in need of a place to camp for the night.
When he finally found one and set up camp, night had already fallen. He fixed up a meal from the food in their supplies and tried to get her to eat something, they had a long journey ahead and she would need her strength. But she refused all offers of food and water, feeling too sick with grief to keep anything down. Instead she insisted on curling herself in a small ball until she cried herself to sleep. He was very worried for her but he allowed himself to relax when he noticed she was sleeping. Since she was no emotional state to do anything he kept watch through the night, tending to the fire and keeping wild animals away. For the most of the night he looked up at the night sky admiring the beauty of the stars and the moon. At one point when the moon was at its highest point he could have sworn he saw something soar through the darkness above him. He saw what he could only describe as a dragon. He quickly dismissed this as lack of sleep because who would ever believe him if he said he saw a dragon flying through the night sky with a couple of human like figures riding on its back? No one that's who, people would dismiss him as crazy if he ever said it out loud.
While he had a peaceful night of stars and skies, she wasn't as lucky. Her sleep was plagued with nightmares of Mother Gothel and that horrible tower she was in for so long. In her dreams Mother Gothel turned in to dust right in front of her several times, and sometimes she herself suffered that same fate. She also saw images of thugs and ruffians trying to cut her hair and make her bleed. Throughout her sleep she also saw giant monsters with wings coming at her and trying to rip her flesh with their razor sharp teeth. Shadows followed her everywhere, as well as dark clouds that gave off ominous thundering noises. The whole time she was paralyzed with fear, unable to move, unable to wake up, unable to do anything until the dreams released her. When she awoke she could tell it was going to be a horrible day, storm clouds were coming in and a cold drizzle was already starting to fall.
For the next two days it was the same. Cold drizzle and a stormy sky. Silence but no more tears. It seemed as if it would be the same every day until they finally found somewhere to go. That was the plan that was what they were supposed to do. Until their world collided with three very different ones.
A/N: Hi! I got sucked in to this fandom in a matter of hours and I totally love it! So I made this, also I couldn't sleep. My origin back story is different then what most of the origin/back stories are so just bear with me, it will all be explained in time. If you get the title reference then you are awesome.
Disclamer: I don't own this. HHTYD and ROTG go to Dreamworks, Tangled to Disney, and Brave to Disney-Pixar. (I think)