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A Royal Gone Rebel

Chapter Two

"Hold it steady... don't move... don't make a sound..." Hunter had a bow and arrow ready to bring home a gazelle to his parents bright and early that morning. Letting go of the arrow and brushing up against the bushes made the gazelle run, thus the arrow hitting a tree instead. He shoved the bushes aside, but then turned around to glance down at them, "Sorry... I'm sorry, you didn't deserve that. I'm just so tired of it all." Hunter made his way towards the tree where the arrow was lodged in. "This isn't me..." he sighed, angrily snapping the arrow in half. "I can't... I might as well stay Rebel my whole life, I can't do any of this!" Pulling back another arrow and shooting it off wherever after, he didn't care.

"Whoa!" A voice from the bushes ruffled about the bushes. "Watch where you're pointing that thing, you almost hit me." Duchess Swan taunted Hunter, who just turned away from her to sit down on his previous wooden bed. She pirouetted her way over to him and batted her eyelashes. "What's a strong guy like you, all down in the dumps, hmm?"

He sighed, "You wouldn't understand. Just leave me alone please."

"Ooh alright then," she trailed off, half in sing-song. "but something tells me you don't want anyone to leave you alone."

He kicked a rock, then apologized to it.

Duchess raised an eyebrow, but shook her head, twirling around again. "Why don't you just build a treehouse or something? You can build anything so I've heard."

Hunter didn't feel like doing much of anything as the hours went by without Ashlynn. "I don't feel like it, Swan. That's all there is to it. I'm just going to stay here until I have to go to school again, then... come back here I guess."

She shrugged elegantly, "Suit yourself, but sometimes you need to look beyond something, instead of at it. Farewell!" She left the area dancing as she did most everywhere, possibly off to find a pond somewhere. Hunter didn't overly care much about what Duchess Swan was off to do, he had his own issues at hand. Such as his parents... but he was too tired to deal with that today, or any other day for that matter. Enough was enough, and today barely started.

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"My stunning Princess," Roland began at in the royal dining room, next to Ashlynn that day. She scoffed and reached for the appropriate utensil, aggressively stabbing her breakfast sausage. "um... how would you like to accompany me," another stab to the breakfast sausage. "on a forest trail through out the land, on horseback... just you and I?" He asked her suavely, his deep blue eyes staring into her own.

She chewed as prim and proper as she could without smacking this annoying royal fly off his chair. "I have plans this afternoon, in the Village of Bookend, with my friends."

"Perfect," he intersected her explanation. "we'll ride the trails until this Village of Bookdead-"

"Bookend."

"Right. Well, we'll go there and have a great time." He smiled brightly, which Ashlynn shoved her empty plate forward. A Princess was to never finish all the food on her plate, but she was stress eating for comfort right now. Or so she told herself.

"Listen, Ronald..." Jameson told her that one of the easiest ways to annoy someone, was to get their name wrong continuously. And he sure was right. "if you think you're going to get anywhere with me, you need to not treat me like I'm a piece of meat."

"I wouldn't treat you like a piece of meat," He told her objectively, smiling. "I would treat you like the top grade piece of meat."

She took his breakfast sausage on her fork and pointed at him with it. "Watch yourself Ronnie, my boyfr-uh, father is quite protective."

Jameson entered the royal dining room, "It is instructed by the King and Queen that you spend all day with Prince Roland, to assist in future plans." He didn't want to be the barer of bad news, but this news couldn't get anymore devastating, Ashlynn was sure of it.

Roland kicked back the chair, crossed his feet and placing them upon the table. Jameson twitched slightly, the maids worked hard to keep the surrounding areas clean and this... Prince... was harshly violating the 'keep it clean' rule they enforced with a teenager in the palace. "Well then... Princess, we're hitting the trails."

Ashlynn heaved a sigh, "I suppose so, Reagan." She smirked to herself as she got up from her seat, taking the plate and utensils used, getting ready to bring them to the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Roland questioned her.

She glanced at him over her shoulder, "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm bringing these dishes, pardon me... fine china, to be washed."

"Royalty doesn't do such things, that's why maids are employed." He told her flatly.

"And your ignorance makes the impression of an imbecile. But I'm not complaining, farewell for now." She carried the china triumphantly, Jameson following her as to aid if the timeless china were to be dropped. "I guess... I'll go get changed and my horse ready."

Jameson could sense her despair, Ashlynn really couldn't wait for this weekend to be over and neither could he. "The horses are ready and waiting, must you get changed again, Miss Ashlynn?"

She smiled warmly for the first time today. "Yes, Jameson I must. A fashionable Princess like me can't be caught in the same outfit more than once a week, and the shoes... must always be different and trendy. Fashion is timeless."

"Yes Miss, I understand."

Ashlynn eyed him, "Do you? Because if you did, I'm not sure you'd wear the same shoes every single day I see you. Those shoes are old news Jameson, time to try something else."

He gave a solemn nod. "I suppose, I believe there were a pair of disregarded shoes from the maids. How about a peep toe?"

The young Princess couldn't control her giggles.

Normally Jameson would never behave this way, but he knew she could use some laughter in her day. That was much more evident than anything else. She slowly ascended the long staircase and decided to choose her best riding outfit, one that she hadn't brought out of her armoire since she acquired it. A nice forest green riding jacket, light brown riding pants and black riding boots that were as cute as could possibly be! The only one she could find around was Jameson, so she asked him if he could braid her hair back.

With slight hesitance, he did ask was asked of him.

Ashlynn soon descended the stairs looking as fableous as ever after. Not a stair did she miss and strutting her stuff past Roland, who's eyes darted right towards her bottom. "I have never seen a Royal female wear pants."

Ashlynn smirked, "We're really not supposed to... but I don't like riding horseback in a dress."

"I'm perfectly okay with you wearing the pants, as long as I can unfasten them later." He complimented her so forwardly, Ashlynn's soft cheeks reddening.

"Very well not, let's go Ronald." He sighed following her, would she ever get his name right? That was one of the only thoughts in his mind as they made their way to the stables, fetching their already dressed horses. He would be riding a most sturdy black stallion. Ashlynn chose a beautiful Palomino mare, saddling up as if she'd done this a million times before, which she had.

"Well, aren't you just a pro?" He commented, still struggling as he's saddling the stallion on his own.

She smirked on horseback, "Why yes, I think so."

He finally caught up to her and they took the trail together. "So... how's life?" He asked her finally, a rather lame attempt at trying to get to know her she supposed. "School? Are you homeschooled?"

Ashlynn sighed, "You really expect me to open up to you? It's not going to happen that easy Roland."

"That's a start."

"What?" She questioned, barely raising an eyebrow.

"You finally got my name right, that's a start."

Ashlynn shook her head, she was just being nice - didn't he get that? This would be a long, long trail ride. Far too long to be exact.

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