Hello everyone! This is going to follow the original story just with a few twists. I've always wanted to see what would happen if Evan was a princess instead of a Prince(since he can pass for ) The idea hasn't left my mind because Eva would be so adorable and I want to deal with parental father to daughter relationships with her and Roland.

Eva will be the same age, 11-12 years and will have shoulder length hair just a tad bit longer than Evan. To put some differences up front, she'll have a braided crown on top of her bangs. My Eva will love to braid her hair. I find it a nice princess aesthetic since she probably has been told princesses always have to look nice.

Please enjoy little Eva!

Castle of Ding Dong Dell

One month before Roland Crane arrives;

The foul atmosphere hits the castle like waves on a shoreline. Every servant is ushered out of sight and into preparation for mourning. Silence engulfs the throne room.

The king of Evermore has passed.

In the castle courtyard servants prepare a proper burial location and work on the ceremony about to take place. They're being instructed by his right hand mouse-kin advisor Mausinger, ordering the servants and conditions to be met at this moment while suspiciously surveying the area. He stared at the human caretaker of the only last living royal in the castle. Noticing her sullen demeanor, the mouse kin had guess the princess excused her for wanting to be alone. Again.

The child was still in her room. She had refused to come out, and no one knows if she'll attend the ceremony.

Mausinger shrugs this off. He didn't care for the child's well being at the moment. Now, now he had to administer his burial plan for his slayed king.

Or more precise, his slayed victim.

Elsewhere in a dim dark room, a half grimalkin human girl sits perch besides her open window, the only light source shining a single ray of light in the room. The young blonde girl dressed in white looks out in the city, the clouds, the people below praying for their passed King, everything the window let's her see.

Her eyes are tired, from the tears and the yelling that happened all last night. Her father had died in his sleep. An unpredictable death out of the blue. She knew there was information held behind her back but Nella wouldn't say.

Maybe she thought she didn't need anymore sadness.

But right now she didn't care.

The princess buried her face in her crossed arms. Eyes shut tight as she battles to fight back sobs as her thoughts rage in despair.

"It's not fair!" She cries. Tears spilling out and dropping onto her gown.

Mum is gone and so is Papa….. why did you go father….why….

Here father left her so soon. Remembering the promise he made that they would together forever. And the 5 year old girl who added, "and happily ever after!" They had both laughed and held each other tight.

Thinking doesn't make the situation better so the young blonde grimalkin heads to her bed, tucking herself in her blankets. The way her mother would use to do when she was a lot younger. Then she grabbed her pillows and placed them around her like a barrier, a fortress to keep away the negative things around her. Like her father used to do and say all the time.

Princess Eva Tildrum Pettiwhisker hugs her pillow and cries again.

The ceremony takes place, a worried caretaker looks upon a certain room in the castle, a mouse advisor tells the speech of his dear old friend with hidden gleam in eye, and a princess sleeps soundly in her room for the first time.

Eva's chambers

One month later

Princess Eva is the next in line. That was obvious to her a day after her father passed.

But is it too soon? She thought.

She sees herself one of the mirrors in her room dressed in a light blue and gold gown that reaches the floor. Nella thought she looked pretty. Eva thought so too. But being in her father's place made her nervous. She knew she would be queen one day, marry a handsome Prince, and rule with peace and prosperity over her kingdom. Just like a fairytale, her mother used to say chuckling when telling Eva what the future would hold for a girl like her.

But am I ready?

She's always wanted to know how if felt like to be in her father's stead. Sit in his throne and rule like him. It looked fun and easy. Then her father had lightly scolded her that was not the case.

A smile tugs her lips.

One day he said, he'd be proud to see the day she rules after him. Taking in the memory of her smiling father, his hand on her shoulder with a proud face, her nerves fade away. Clutching her sweaty hands she throws her mirror self a determined look. She can do this! She recites the words with the strength her father once used, she stands upright her head held high;

"You are Eva Tildrum Pettiwhisker of Ding Dong Dell! If there is anyone to rule this kingdom, it is our family bloodline!"

Her eyes turn soft, and lowers her voice for her father's next words.

"It is you. Our perfect daughter…..with your mother's kindness and peace ridden prosper and my strength of thousand grimelkin, we believe there will be nothing you cannot accomplish young one."

Eva gazes at the mirror for a while, placing her hand on the glass almost clutching.

"It is you."

A peace of silence threads the girls chambers until an abrupt excused "ahem" catches her attention behind her. Eva whirls around looking at a stranger in blue with an amused yet lighthearted expression. The black hair man smiles, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt your little dress up monologue, but could you tell me where I-"

He doesn't have time to answer when Eva screams.

It's takes about 5 minutes for Roland to calm down the girl from yelling for her guards and someone named Nella. He really means no harm, especially to her, so he tried to tell her he's not a bad guy.

Unfortunately she doesn't buy it. Which is reasonable, she sees a stranger in her room. She doesn't have to listen to him but he's trying his best. She grabs a knife from her nightstand and points it at him.(he thinks this is kinda cute, if it weren't for the blade being real.) But that's not the problem here. Roland can sense something is happening and he needs to find out what's the real situation is.

Roland remembers being in his presidential automobile until a nuke sets his destination in chaos. Then he wakes up in a girls room on the ground behind her bed. Which explains why she didn't notice him before. As he got up she was facing the mirror in a Victorian princess like gown. The mirror wasn't big enough to get of glimpse of him but he noticed the girl was lost in thought. During that time he carefully walks away from her near her closet, where another mirror is stationed.

Well, would you look at that. He's in his 20s again, young and fit, yet still in his office clothes.

Then the girl (with cat ears?) starts talking. She had a determined face replacing her nervous one. Her name is Eva and supposedly is from a royal bloodline. She lives here he guesses. Then her tone changes. He feels the weight of responsibility this little girl carries. The agony of doing it alone. Roland realizes the girl has lost someone. Not one but two.

And just recently.

He stared at the blonde girl, who he notes looks about 7 or 8, but it could just be her small stature, still clutching that knife demanding questions. Her face is flushes red for reasons unknown. Or was it because she realized someone heard her just know and is flustered? He doesn't know but he walks out of the room to investigate while throwing an apologetic smile her way.

Then the crashes and explosions are heard.

Eva feels inclined to follow the mystery man. He's an intruder! He's dangerous and all intruders that came after her father never meant well. Fearing for her life, she clutches the knife and heads to follow him. She notices he'd picked up a sword and her blood boils. He means to do harm!

Not today. Not on her coronation day. She has to stop him!

While running she noticed the ground is a little rough and looked down to see the horrifying view of her guards on the ground. She stops to notice the guards have been slashed. But there were other guards, the mouse kin guards she's been seeing lately after her father's passing. The ones Mausigner brought for extra protection.

She didn't know why but one had questioned him.

She stares in utter shock. What's going one?! Why were there guards on the ground, especially the ones stationed next to her room? Why were there more grimalkin guards down than mousekin?

…..And why do the mouse kin guards….look so evil?

A cry and sound of a blade slashed through air and Eva ran to see the dark haired stranger trying to stop one of the mouse kin guards from attacking.

Golley! What is going on?!

Oblivious to her a Mouse kin guard was inches behind her readying his blade. Eva turned around and immediately instructed him to catch the intruder before looking up to see a blade coming down.

Eva looked up for a second before she was pulled away in a flash.

Shocked by the swift image of the blade threatening to take her life, she refused to open her eyes. Unconsciously clutching to the stranger who held her within their arm. Eva buried her face in her savoir's chest feeling warm but trembled with fear. With so much happening at once the 12 year old didn't want to see any more horrible sights. Death and loss was enough but no more! She mentally cried.

A tear slip pass her cheek as the hand holding her shoulder softens, lightly tapping to get her attention.

"It's alright now. Your safe."

Eva's eyes flew open quick enough to recognize the same stranger who she called a harmful intruder. His reassurance smile makes her regret calling him such. Remembering her manners as a lady(her mother would be so upset!), she flushed as she tried to get the words out.

"…T-Thank you for saving me." Too bashful to even look up Eva pouted and glanced elsewhere.

After waiting a moment, the stranger let out a chuckle and grins.

"Your welcome princess."

Ignoring the warmness on her cheeks, Her eyes hesitantly glanced at the spot where the mouse kin guard had raised his blade. He lied unconscious with a dark bruise given by the man holding her.

What….that meant the ones attacking… were the guards?

Roland holds the girl around his arm protectively but lightly. He had noticed far away that a mouse(?) Like guard ,whatever they were, was menacingly approaching the girl with a blade.

No. His mind objected and his body moved in action.

He didn't know where he was but on no circumstances was a girl going to be slaughtered before him. The other thing that irked him was that these were supposed to guards weren't they?

He ran toward the girl, who shouted a demand immediately before noticing the blade about to be strucked down-

He manages to yank the girl back with one arm close to his chest with his other arm diving for his sword and clashing with menacing guard's sword. It's a good thing the guards swordmanship is sloppy. Pulling the girl and his right side away from the challenger to avoid another slash, he rose his sword to bruise the guards right shoulder.

On instinct the guards clutches his shoulder and Roland disarmed him by tackling his sword to the ground and using the dull side of his blade to strike him in the chest. The guard falls over as Roland makes sure he isn't completely dead. Roland didn't com here to kill. But if someone's going to take his life he needs a damn reason why.

Especially for the girl.

He looked down and saw her too scared to open her eyes. This is good time he thinks. To show that he's not a bad person. He reassures her it's alright now. He sees her eyes widen by the sound of him. So she stills remembered him. He had seen her follow back but didn't wait to slow down. There were too enemies nearby.

And then, she thanks him.

It was probably the nicest if not the most adorable thing he's experienced so far. Being in this world he means.

Roland grins as he notices the girl is too embarrassed to look him in the eye. It's cute really.

He returns the favor, adding "princess," at the end. Because he's starting to believe it's her actual title. He sees her look at the fallen guard and realizes she's also confused to what's happening. Roland can guess to what at this point. Guards clashing with others and especially striking someone like a princess.

They're in a middle of coup.

He looks down at the girl still trying to guess what's going on.

And she's the target.

Eva comes to conclusion that Roland isn't out to get her. But she needs someone that can help her mentally. Someone who knows her by heart. She looks up to address the man.

"Mister!...uh um sir...We need to-!"

she falters.

"Oh!" She exclaimed. Her hands fly to cover her face in shame. How could she forget to ask his name! Again with the manners. Her mother would really be upset by now.

Straightening herself she asked, "May I have your name, Sir?"

The dark hair man smiles, "Of course, I'm Roland, President of Eagalia." He extends a hand, and she smiles and shakes it with confidence. "I'm Eva Tildrum Pettiwhisker, next in line for the throne." Roland started when she announces the next in line part but Eva doesn't noticed.

"President? Is that a title?" She asks. She never heard of it…..

"It is." He answered.

"An important one?" She's curious to what role he plays in society.

"Very." The answer alone tells her it is as on the same status of a royal. Before she can ask another, lots of explosions and screams are heard in the distance.

Roland takes her hand. "Follow me and be careful."

Eva wants to scream "what going on" again, but they're already running towards the noise. She feels sick. But deep down somewhere she has to do something. This was her kingdom and her people were in disarray. She was next in line and yet the horrible feeling of death and loss hasn't entirely left. For now, she and the mysterious Roland have to get to safety and possibly stop the commotion. She had to find Nella quick.

Alright that's it. A little long than I expected. I hope the perspective for Roland's and Eva's weren't confusing. Its my first fic and this idea just didn't leave me alone. I wanted to see how it would play if our main protagonist was a girl. A little cute Princess. Not that Evan isn't already adorable looking.

I decided to call the mouse people; mouse kin. I thought it was much easier here.

I want to experiment on Roland and Eva's parental relationship. I'm aching to write everyone's relationship with Eva.I won't write the whole story. Maybe just snippets of what's going on and the major plot points. It'll probably be about less than 10 or 8 chapters. Also I hope Roland wasn't out of character here.

On a side note I hope it was enjoyable. Apologies for the grammar mistakes. ^-^'

Feedback is appreciated.