A/N Hi, I'm sorry don't hit me! I know it's been like years since I updated this, but I had this other story that I really wanted to do... oh and the fact I hadn't actually worked out who the father would be before I wrote that cliffhanger, silly me, so I don't know who it should be... so yeah prepare for a crap answer to a good cliffie!

"Prince Rupert?" Sitting before me was Prince Rupert of Fridenum, or the lost Prince as he was known as in stories. 1 year ago he had disappeared after a horse ride, leaving his family distraught. 1 year ago he had been a year older than me.

"Yes, it is me... but I,"

"How did you get here?"

"When I was riding, I rode into a glade of mists, and then I wandered the woods, until I met Linderen, Cameron's mother,"

"What is going on? Why is she calling you Prince da'?"

"Because that is who I used to be, we grew up together, Shaylee and I, in another world,"

"That doesn't make sense, she's younger than me, unless... are you immortal?"

"No, I'm not, but we did live in another world, and the... time that has gone by here is a lot more than in that world,"

"How is my family?" Rupert interrupted,

"They are doing better, although they still send out searches, your Mother won't believe you are gone, I saw her yesterday at my 18th Birthday Ball."

"I miss them terribly,"

"So you're a Princess?" Cameron said, turning to me,

"Yes I am," I looked at my shoes, feeling his angry glare on the top of my head,

"You should have told me, both of you," And with that he stormed out of the cottage.

"I'm sorry Shaylee, but Cameron is... not a fan of royalty... he blames King Finley for the demise of this country, and his... exile."

"It isn't Finley's fault," I said, before thinking,

"I see, it is as I thought, you are the Shaylee talked of in legend, I believed that when I heard the story... you must tell me what happened!" He said, smiling a little at me, and nodding at the chair opposite him. It was strange at first, but I told him my story, and it was almost like I was talking to my old friend. By the time we were finished Cameron still hadn't returned.

"He'll be fine," Rupert said, as my concerned glances at the door grew more frequent. "He is half fairy, they live for the forests."

"So, my old friend, we were always meant to marry... that is what you said to me in childhood," I laughed,

"I fell in love, as no doubt will you, also I doubt you would want to marry someone who looks as old as your father... and could be, this is quite confusing isn't it?"

I nodded, and yawned,

"Come on, I shall show you a room, when you wake Cameron will be back, as will my wife and daughter, Linderen and Alicia."

"That means of noble birth, you have plans for her don't you?"

"I... I think perhaps you should be less nosey!" He laughed.

He led me to a small room with a little but soft bed. It was perfect, I didn't even take off my riding clothes, I just got in and fell straight to sleep. I was awoken the next morning by sunlight streaming through the window and noises coming from the kitchen. It took me a minute to remember where I was. Then I got up and went into the kitchen.

Cameron was sitting at the table, glaring into a bowl of porridge. Rupert was whistling at the sink, getting a glass of water. At the stove was a tall woman with flowing blonde hair that seemed to be moving all on its own. She turned as I entered and I almost gasped at her beauty, she seemed no particular age and her eyes were the same as Cameron's. She smiled and it was as if the room got lighter.

"You must be Shaylee,"

"Yes, Linderen I assume, it is so nice to meet you," She smiled, wiped her hands on her apron and came over to hug me, she kissed both my cheeks,

"Any friend of Rupert is a friend of mine," She leaned closer to whisper, "And don't worry about my son, he shall soon be out of his mood!"

Then the door opened and a girl who looked around my age came in, she had Linderen's hair, and also had dark eyes, but they were all one colour. She tucked her hair behind her ears as she smiled at me, I noticed that they were pointy.

"Shaylee, I have heard a lot about you since I got back," She said, rolling her eyes, "My little brother seems to not stop talking about you," I realised that although she looked my age, she was in fact older than Cameron, another sign that she was indeed immortal.

"Shut-up Alicia," Cameron muttered, before pushing his bowl away and walking out the door, "I'm going to get some wood,"

I glanced at the huge pile of wood next to the fire, but said nothing.

"Ignore him, come on, you must tell me everything, Father is no good at telling stories!" Alicia said, smiling again and sitting at the table,

"Please do, and would you like some porridge," Linderen asked,

"If it's not any trouble," I sat down,

"Not at all," She said, beginning to bustle about again, singing softly in a language I didn't understand.

A/N Ok so that was on the spur of the moment? What thought you? Please review, and don't be too angry with me, for the crap cliffhanger answer, or the long time between updates! Please review!

To my previous reviewers:

MuggleBuddy: I liked your story! And no it isn't Finley, as you may have gathered... Finley has blonde hair, and I believe is a fairy, which would render the whole Cameron being a pixie completely useless... but I did want it to be him! Perhaps he shall make an appearance.

Aerinha: I hope this chapter has answered your questions!

High Low: This isn't a book... it is a fairytale I made up, well this particular one is the sequel to the Gateway Through The Mists, which it probably would have been good to read first, did you?

SmileyFacePerson: Please don't hit me with a dictionary! I updated, granted it was late, but anyway! Yes like the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, I was kind of hoping no-one would guess... oh well! Hehe, I can't wait for the movie either! It looks good! I'm glad I am now on Author Alert, as I shall do sequels lots! Hehe,