Put simply, just read below. It's summary enough. Tell me if you like it!
~Elsie
Disclaimer: I do not own Tangled; all copyrights are reserved to Disney.
"Ben! Cam! Logan! Time to get up!"
Groaning, Logan rolled over in his bed and shoved his pillow against his ear. He watched his brother Cameron, formerly mentioned as Cam, sit up from his spot next to Ben, rubbing his green eyes blearily. Ben, though, was already up, bouncing around the room like the over-enthusiastic idiot his brothers make him out to be.
A light rap on their door caught their attention. Their mother, Queen Rapunzel, stood at the threshold, smiling warmly at her boys while holding baby Riley firmly to her chest.
This is the story of a beautiful girl, who finally found her freedom, and married the man who helped her escape. You'd think she'd have many daughters; that was not the case.
She had 9 boys; Cameron, Benjamin, Logan, Alexander, Christopher, Nicolas, Brennan, Landon, and Riley. Originally, there was suppose to be 10 boys….but soon, tragedy struck.
The King, a brave, kind man by the name of Eugene, had been outside with the Queen, taking a walk in the forest. The Queen was skipping jollily, despite the fact that she was 8 and a half months pregnant with their first child. Eugene had been watching her carefully, always a watchful husband.
That was when she fell.
The Queen yelped, falling down onto her stomach.
Panic struck through the young king, and he hurried her to the infirmary just as her water broke. Yelling out in pain, she was hurried into the birthing rooms.
The baby didn't cry. Looking around, the baby giggled at the nurses quietly. Immediately, the nurse holding her fell immensely in love with the baby. She didn't want the Queen to have the baby, let alone raise it. If the Queen saw the baby, the nurse never would again.
For it was a baby girl, with fine dark hair that fell in loose curls around her head. She had rosy cheeks and full pink lips, and the finest laughter in all the land.
But the baby wasn't normal. Much to the nurse's shock, the baby gurgled up at them with wide, round eyes…the color of gold. Her hair may not have been the same beautiful blonde her mother's use to be, but her beautiful eyes made up for it.
So the nurse did something horrible. The nurse told the Queen that the baby was still born, and ran with her, raising her as her own.
If only the nurse had seen the baby's father; maybe the outcome would have been different.
But it wasn't.
Believe it or not, the woman who kidnapped the young Princess was named Melonie.
Melonie Fitzherbert.
Eugene's own heartbroken mother.
Even though the Queen didn't know it, her daughter, named Ashlynd, sat on the roof of her forest home, watching the stars every night, oblivious to the fact that she was the royal princess.
Only Ash didn't have the lanterns to bring her home.