AN: Hey everyone! Its been a long time since I've written any fanfics so I'm hoping that my writing has improved. This will be a series of short stories inspired by the Brothers Grimm's tales both the original and adaptations; they will obviously feature some VA tweaks. I hope you will enjoy these tales and will review kindly.

Without further ado...

Disclaimer: I have never or will ever own Vampire Academy (unfortunately) or Grimm's fairytales (Double unfortunately).

The Frog Prince/The Frog King/ Iron Henry

In a kingdom a long time ago there lived a King named Eric and a Queen named Rhea they had three beautiful daughters; Princess Rosemarie, Princess Jillian and Princess Vasilissa. Each princess' beauty was unrivalled in all the lands but out of all the princesses; Vasilissa was the most beautiful, she was fair in beauty with golden hair, enchanting jade green eyes and pale skin.

Vasilissa often enjoyed wandering in the forest and playing with a gift from her father; a golden ball infused with spirit magic from his lead sorceress Oskana; it was a means of protection against the enemy to the crown, 'the Strigoi'. Due to the severity of the threat of this group each of the princesses were assigned with a 'protector'; Princess Rosemarie's protector was a man named Dimitri Belikov whilst Princess Jillian's protector was a cat named ShadowFern who channelled the element of darkness most associated with death. Whilst Vasilissa's golden ball used the power of spirit and life to protect her against the soulless demons that were the strigoi.

On this particular day she was playing her favourite game with her little golden ball which was catch. However, the ball slipped from her grip and rolled into the pond before her eyes could follow its movements; she tried to chase after it, lifting her heavy skirts as she ran to get it but failed to reach it in time. She looked into the pond with sad eyes as she sunk to her knees and began to weep into her hands; with pitiful tears of pain and sadness.

"Why are you crying fair princess?" asked a polite and regal voice.

"Who is asking me that?" she asked looking around for the owner of the voice.

"It is I," she looked down to see a frog with the markings of a flame on his skin; "I am the frog of this pond and I will ask once more: Why are you crying fairest princess?"

"I am deeply saddened by the loss of my protector and my most treasured possessions, my golden ball which was bestowed to me by my father."

"If I were to bring you the golden ball what would I receive in return?" he questioned in response.

"Oh, most noble Frog if you were to retrieve my golden ball I would give you my clothes, my jewels and my crown." She replied with her eyes shining with hope as she gazed at his face.

"I have very little need nor care for your clothes, jewels or crown." He said in response as her eyes that glazed with hope now looked on in sadness; "Instead sweet lady all I ask of you is friendship, loyalty and a place at your side."

She looked at him with veiled hope: "I agree to you terms, Sir Frog."

He gave her a small smile and nodded as he jumped into the pond. She looked on with a small smile and smirk as she thought 'as if I as a Princess would honour my promise with a frog, a creature who should never have spoke'.

The frog swam to the bottom of the deep pond and looked around for a glint of gold on the pond bed; he soon found the golden ball but struggled to lift its weight even with his mouth. After much struggling he eventually managed to lift the golden ball to the surface which was immediately retrieved by the princess. He softly panted as he pulled himself onto the shore in exhaustion.

"Princess!" he cried. "Can you please carry me to your palace where I may rest?"

Despite his pleading the Princes gave a small smirk and turned her back on him neglecting his desires as she ran back home. She made it back to the palace just before her curfew at sunset slightly winded and out of breath. Then she went to the feast to sit next to her father as she smiled graciously at courtiers.

After a few hours of feasting there was a knock at the door as the guard Stan Alto entered and said: "Most gracious of majesties, there is a talking frog to see you."

All the courtiers laughed believing it was a joke as dread started to settle in Vasilissa's heart, she spoke to her father: "Oh father it is probably nothing; we should probably leave it as one of Stan's jokes."

But her father was intrigued and ignored her advice; "Bid him enter so we may chat and see what this frog wants."

Obeying the king's wishes Stan allowed the frog to enter as he looked around then bowed before the royal family.

"Why are you here talking frog?"

All the courtiers remained silent waiting to see if the frog would reply.

"I am here, your majesty; in order to ensure that the youngest princess Vasilissa keeps her promise to me."

King Eric then turned to face his youngest daughter; "the fairest of my daughters...you have much to learn; promises that are made are expected to be upheld. It is expected of a ruler to keep the promises they make; you promised this frog so you must now abide."

Obeying her father's will but looking on with disgust she picked up the frog to sit between herself and the king and ordered a plate of food to be brought for the frog. After finishing his fill the frog expressed his fatigue: "Dearest princess, I am tired; may you accompany me to my room for the night."

She wanted to argue out right but the king looked on at her so she conceded to the frog's request and carried him to a room where she placed him upon the bed. Looking at slimy face she couldn't help but begin to weep in despair at her misfortune. The frog attempted to comfort her; "do not weep princess..." but in a fit of rage the princess lashed out and threw him into the war where he slumped and stopped moving.

Looking up in alarm she realised what she had done and made a vow:

"To you most noble frog in apology I make this vow untoward you; I vow to be your friend, confident and most loyal wife; you once asked for a place at my side but now I vow to always remain at yours. Eternally I shall remain yours faithfully."

She picked up the frog and cradled him gently in her arms as she wept freely; she placed a kiss on his cheek then laid him gently in front of her before crying into her palms. She did not notice the disappearance of the frog until she felt a soft hand upon her shoulder.

She looked up to see a man with a kind smile on his face; he had dark hair that was almost black and piercing blue eyes. He addressed her with a soft tone: "Princess, my dearest heart; your kind vow that was honest and true has broken the curse upon me placed there during a journey from my kingdom. For my name is Prince Christian, I was the frog who rescued your golden ball. Now we shall travel to my kingdom named Ozera in the morning where I shall make you my princess and my queen!"

The next morning a sparkling carriage pulled by six white horses with peacock feathers as crowns; arrived in the kingdom of Dragonmir. The driver, Henry; took in Christian's face and happily wept at the sight of his beloved prince whose curse was now broken.

Christian escorted Vasilissa to the door of the carriage after she bade farewell to her family; he helped her up and into the carriage and looked at Henry with a soft smile. He addressed him and said:

"My most noble and faithful servant Henry; let the iron bonds that constricted your grief for me loose for now I am free from the curse placed upon me." Henry gave him a nod and a smile as he got into the carriage with Vasilissa and began to drive to the kingdom of Ozera.

THE END

A.N: So this is the first short story of my collection of tales to be written. Not all the tales will be based off Rose or Lissa but I hope you enjoy them as much as I'm enjoying writing them.

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