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Life in the kingdom was certainly not what Rapunzel had expected. It had now been a little more than two months since she had discovered she was a princess and returned to her parents, but this life was already starting to feel like a burden for her. At first, it had been really nice when the whole kingdom celebrated her return, but ever since the celebration ended, everything seemed so hard. Her parents hardly let her walk around the kingdom, and when they did, she was followed by a few guards. And in the castle, all they talked about was manners and etiquette. She was now expected to wear jewellery, corsets and shoes. And everybody treated her so differently than when she first visited the kingdom.
I thought finding my family would feel like freedom… But now I miss my bare feet and messy hair. I miss painting until my hands are stained with color.
But the worst part was that she was now basically forced to hide her love for her true love, Flynn Rider aka Eugene Fitzherbert. Her parents wouldn’t allow her to spend any time alone with him. When they were allowed to meet, there were always guards, watching their every move, and she wasn’t even allowed to kiss him anymore.
How could something that feels so right be treated like something shameful?
At first, she hadn’t understood why, but ever since she had read certain books in the library and overheard certain conversations of the servants, she now understood why it was forbidden—and also why she had a desire to do certain things with him.
Desire. That word still felt strange in her mouth, thrilling and terrifying at the same time. And suddenly, everything I feel when I’m near him makes sense. The heat in my chest, the flutter in my stomach… It isn’t wrong. It’s human. And it’s love.

But because of these restrictions, she and Flynn had decided to meet each other in secret. Right now, she was on her way to his new flat, wearing a cloak as a disguise. She knew that by this time of the day, he would be back from his new job as a waiter at the Snuggly Duckling.
The thought of him in an apron still makes me smile.
It had been difficult to get out of the castle, but luckily Flynn had shown her some secret passages which she now used to get out. When she reached the flat, she knocked on the door of his room.

“Who is it?” Flynn asked from inside.

Rapunzel giggled and whispered: “It’s your new dream.”

She still loved saying that—every time, it reminded her of the lantern-lit sky and the moment their lives had changed.
He chuckled and opened the door. Then he quickly pulled her inside, closing the door with a laugh. She threw her arms around him, laughing as he lifted her and twirled her around.
“Eugene!” She laughed and he gently set her down. Rapunzel then pulled him into a passionate kiss. Afterwards, they put their foreheads together and smiled at each other as lovingly as possible.
This was where she felt most herself. Not in ballrooms or libraries, but in his arms, laughing.

“I missed you, my darling.” He said.

“I missed you too. It’s so hard to find time for our secret meetings, and unfortunately, I only have an hour before I need to be back for dinner.” She sighed. An hour. That’s all the world ever lets us have.

Flynn’s heart clenched. Every time I see her, she looks more like a princess… and less like the girl who set me free. I hate that this is what her new life feels like.

“Oh, we really have to do something! I can’t go on like this! I love you so much, Rapunzel!”

“I love you too!” She smiled and they kissed again. Rapunzel’s hands wandered to his vest and began to unbutton it, her fingertips brushing against his chest.
This was more than just curiosity. She wanted closeness. She wanted all of him.

Flynn stiffened. She doesn’t realize what she’s doing to me.

“Woah!” he said, catching her hands gently. “What are you doing?”

“I want to be with you…in every way!”

Flynn blinked. Okay. Breathe. Don’t panic.

“I told you before, we can’t do that until we’re properly married! And I still can’t believe that you even know about it.”

“Well, some servants can’t help themselves and there are a few…enlightening books on this topic. But it doesn’t matter, because I’ve realized that I want to do it anyway; I’ve always wanted to do it ever since our first kiss in the tower! Please, I want this! No! I need this!” She stepped closer. She couldn’t explain the ache inside her, but it wasn’t just physical. It was a need to feel like she belonged—to someone who actually saw her. Why does wanting something suddenly feel like breaking a rule? I just want to be close to him.

“Please, Rapunzel.” He said, his hand resting on her shoulder. “I told you we can only do it when we’re married.” She’s innocent. She deserves to start this new life with no regrets. Not in secrecy. Not rushed. She deserves better than me fumbling through something sacred in a one-room flat. “Have you now told your parents that we want to marry? Then we also don’t have to hide our love like this anymore.”

She sighed. “Oh, every time I try, they always tell me to stop as soon as I mention your name!” Like saying it out loud is somehow dirty. Like you're a stain on my crown. “And besides,” she crossed her arms and smirked at him. “You still haven’t given me a ring since you insist on paying for it yourself.”
Sometimes she wondered if their resistance had less to do with Flynn’s past and more to do with her own future being out of her hands.

His face lit up. “Oh, but now I finally can! Today I got paid for my first month’s work! I went straight to the jeweller for our engagement rings!” He exclaimed and pulled out a little box. “Now, I can finally propose to you with a ring!” He got down on one knee, holding up the box with a grin.

Her heart caught in her throat. Is this really happening?

Rapunzel laughed. “Why are you kneeling down?”

“It’s tradition,” he said with mock solemnity. “When you ask your true love to marry you, you do it like this.”

“Well, technically you already asked me that, right before you returned me to the kingdom.”

“Yes, but now I can do it properly. You know, with a ring and all that.”

She laughed and shook her head. “All right! Then ask me!”

Flynn cleared his throat, nerves flickering in his chest.
Come on, Fitzherbert. Don’t mess this up. “Princess Rapunzel, will you make me the happiest man alive? Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” She pulled him up into her arms. “Now give me my beautiful ring!” Flynn laughed and slipped the ring onto her finger.

“Do you like it? I chose one with an emerald to match your eyes.” Please like it. Please let this be the beginning of everything.

“It’s beautiful! Do you also have one for yourself?”

“Yes, here!” He said and showed it to her. She took it and put it on his finger.

“Perfect!” She laughed as she kissed him again, longer this time.
This kiss held everything—every secret meeting, every whispered word, every dream of a future they weren’t sure they could have. This kiss wasn’t just love—it was a promise. That somehow, no matter how hard it got, they’d find a way.

When they finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers. “Now we have to tell your parents! I can’t live in this secret any longer! And once we are finally married, we can be together all the time, live together, meet alone and…”

“And love each other physically?” Rapunzel asked excitedly, almost breathless.

He laughed. “Yes! That too, on our wedding night. I promise!”

“Yes!” She laughed, wrapping her arms around him. “Then let’s tell them and finally set a date for our wedding! As soon as possible!”

“Absolutely!” He said, pulling her close. “Because I really can’t take being away from you anymore! It’s complete torture! I love you with all that I am! You are my dream, my light, my everything, my…” He searched for the right word. “My…oh, I know! My sunshine!”

“Sunshine?” She laughed.

He nodded. “Yes, because you light up my whole world!” She lit it from the moment I met her. She never stopped.

“Aw, that’s cute! And you are all that to me too, of course! I love you too, Eugene! So, so infinitely much!” They kissed again. Finally, hand in hand, they turned towards the door.
No more hiding. No more fear. Just us—together.

“Then let’s finally tell them!”

“Yes! Let’s go!” She took his arm and pulled him along. They entered the castle through the secret passage again and headed straight for the dining room. They arranged their hair.

“Ready?” He whispered.

“With you? Always!” She pressed his hand, and they stepped inside, fingers intertwined.
This is it.
Whatever happens—we’re choosing each other.

“Ah! There you are at last! What took you so long, Cordelia?” The king asked sharply.

Cordelia again. As if I can just erase who I am. “Rapunzel! Please, we agreed to call me that! I can’t just have a different name now!” Rapunzel said impatiently.

The king sighed, waving his hand dismissively. “Yes, yes, of course, Rapunzel...” Then he noticed Flynn. “Oh, what is he doing here again?” He asked angrily.

Flynn sighed. Here we go again. I don’t even get a chance to speak before I’m dismissed.

Rapunzel took Flynn’s hand, squeezing it for strength and lifted her chin. “Well, mum, dad, we have something important to tell you.” Don’t let him intimidate you. This is our moment. Be brave.

“So do we!” Her father’s tone grew colder. “But he shouldn’t be here for that!”

“Why not?” Her eyes flashed.

“It’s a…well, a family matter!”

“Well, what we want to tell you is sorta also a family matter.”

Her father narrowed his eyes in suspicion. “A family matter? With him? But he is not family!”

“Not yet.” Rapunzel replied. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. “Mum, dad…Eugene and I want to marry.” She told them quickly. Please, just this once, hear me. See how much he means to me. Just say yes. Then she slowly opened her eyes again and looked at her parents. Her mother went pale, while her father’s face was turning a deeper shade of red by the second.

“No!” The king shouted angrily and crossed his arms.

Rapunzel stared at him. Of course. They were never going to say yes. Why did I hope for more? “Yes!”

“Absolutely not!” The king shouted.

“Um…I wasn’t asking for permission!”

“Well, I’m not giving it!”

“But we…”

“No! You will not marry him!”

Rapunzel stared at him indignantly. “Yes, I will! It’s my decision!”

“No, it’s not! You are not allowed to marry him! There is a law against such a marriage!”

Rapunzel gasped and looked at Flynn in horror. “A law?”  Her voice trembled as she looked back at her father. “What do you mean with law?” A law? What kind of twisted rule punishes love?

Flynn stared in horror. So it was never about me. I was doomed before I even walked into this room.

The king sighed heavily. “I mean, the law states that a royal can only marry another royal! So, unless he is a prince, a duke, an earl, a lord or a noble with a proper title, I’m afraid there’s no place for him as your husband! I’m sorry but that’s how it is! Now, please—end this.”

“What?” She asked helplessly. “No! No! I will not break up with him!” They think I’m their lost miracle. But now I’m just a pawn in some royal chess game.

“Yes, you will! You can’t be with him unless you are married, and you can’t marry him! I’m sorry, I know, I should have told you sooner, but I didn’t want to scare you right away.”

“But you scared me now! No! You can’t mean that! Eugene and I… we love each other! The law is totally unfair! Can’t you just change it?”

Her mother reached out trying to comfort her, but the king interrupted. “It isn’t just the law, Rapunzel. Think of your responsibilities. What would the kingdom think? The other royals? This could create a dangerous rift between us and the neighbouring kingdoms. We’d be the laughingstock, not just here, but everywhere. Do you know how quickly that could lead to serious conflict? Some might see it as an opportunity to start a war!”

“Oh, don’t exaggerate!” Rapunzel replied angrily.

Her father shook his head. “This is no exaggeration. Other royals might see this as a sign of weakness, a vulnerability they could exploit. There’s more at stake here than you understand! I’m sorry, Rapunzel, but I won’t let your feelings put us at risk. I cannot allow this—no kingdom could take a princess marrying a thief seriously. I’m sorry but I will not risk starting a war and becoming the laughingstock of the entire kingdom and the neighbouring ones just because you have a crush on some guy!”

Rapunzel gasped indignantly. “It’s not just a crush!”

“Yes, it’s true love!” Flynn said and put his arm around Rapunzel. She looks so small, so betrayed. And I can’t do anything to shield her from this.

“Oh, and what do you know about true love, boy?” The king asked.

“More than you think!” Flynn stepped forward, anger flashed in his eyes, but his voice was calm. Don’t crack. Don’t show how much that hurts. Just tell him the truth. “Your Majesty, I may not have a title, but I love Rapunzel more than anything, with all my heart. I’ve worked every day to be worthy of her. I’ve put my past behind me, and all I want is a chance to prove that.”

“That may be. But to the other royals, you’re still Flynn Rider, the wanted thief who stole from them countless times. You’re not someone they could respect as a prince, and I need a qualified leader by my daughter’s side. One who knows what it means to rule, to handle diplomacy. Not a former thief. And how would you two even run this country together? Neither of you knows how to rule! That is why you have to marry a prince, Rapunzel!”

“What?!” She screamed in horror. “No! I will never marry anyone else!”

“I’m sorry, Rapunzel. You see, that’s the important family matter we wanted to talk to you about. There are a lot of nice young princes in the neighbouring kingdoms just your age and…”

“No!” She screamed. “Never! Forget it!”

“At least get to know them a bit and then you can choose which one to marry.”

“I choose my Eugene and no one else!” She screamed and hugged Flynn. He put his arms around her protectively.

“Your majesty, have you no heart?” Flynn asked furiously. “You can’t just force her into an arranged marriage with some stuck-up prince who could never love her like I do and probably wouldn’t treat her the way she deserves!” They’d risk her happiness for some faceless alliance? For appearances? How can they be so cruel?

“I am very sorry, you two but can’t you see that your love is impossible? Rapunzel, you will be queen one day and a queen needs a qualified king at her side! Especially when she has been kidnapped for 18 years and knows nothing about ruling a country! So, you should at least marry someone who does know! Otherwise, you’re dooming this kingdom!”

“Why do I even have to be queen? I mean, I’ve been gone for 18 years, and you didn’t even try to find a replacement?” She shouted now in tears. I didn’t ask for this crown. I never got to choose any of this.

“Rapunzel, you know your mother and I couldn’t have any more children…”

“And you didn’t try to find another replacement? What would you have done if I had never come back?”

“Then all the other royals would have probably fought for the crown…”

“See? Then it makes no difference if we…”

“Yes, it does! Because now we have a way to prevent such a fight!”

“At the cost of our happiness! How can you be so cruel?”

“Rapunzel, please.” The queen finally said. “I know, this all seems unfair and normally in a perfect world we would have nothing against your love, but the world is not perfect.”

“You are completely exaggerating! I’m sure nobody would mind if we got married!”

“Everybody would!” The king shouted. “And I’ve had it with you! We can’t just risk starting a war just because you two are in love! The princes will come to visit in two weeks and then you will choose one of them to marry and that’s final!”

“No! Never! I want my Eugene! I love him, and I won’t just walk away from him because of some outdated rule!” He’s more royal than any prince they could throw at me.

“With all due respect, Your Majesty!” Flynn interrupted. I’ve survived dungeons, cliffs, bounty hunters… but I don’t know if I can survive watching her get handed off like a prize. “What do these princes have that I don’t? Name one thing!” He challenged.

“A royal title, a kingdom, a clean record, a good reputation among our neighbouring kingdoms, the knowledge how to rule a country, manners…”

“Hey! I asked for one thing!” Every word is a reminder of the man I used to be. But not the man I am now.

“I could think of a hundred things! Shall I continue?”

“And what good is all that if she is not happy with any of them?”

The king sighed impatiently. “I’m sorry, but I’ve made my decision, and I advise you to make peace with it. You’ll meet the visiting princes, Rapunzel, and you’ll choose one of them.”

“No, I won’t!” Rapunzel protested, her voice breaking.

“Yes, you will,” he replied sharply. “The princes will arrive in two weeks, and we will end this nonsense. Now go to your room!” He nodded to the guards stationed by the door. “And you, escort Mr. Fitzherbert outside. I expect him not to return.”

The guards moved towards Flynn, who held his hands up in defence. Rapunzel threw herself in front of him. No. No, this can’t be it. I won’t lose him. Not like this. “This is wrong,” She whispered harshly to her father, who looked away. Then, louder, to the guards: “Don’t touch him! He’ll go.”

Flynn nodded, stepping back and meeting her gaze, his voice steady. Don’t fight. Don’t make it worse. Let her see that I’ll still be here—even if the crown says I can’t be. “I’ll wait for you. No matter what happens, my heart is yours!” She’s still my light, even in this darkness.

Tears formed in Rapunzel’s eyes as she turned, her voice choked. “Go out through the gardens. I’ll meet you at the secret passage.” She whispered. They can cage me in gold and silk, but my love is mine to give. And I give it to him.

The guards brought Flynn outside, and Rapunzel turned back to her father with a furious look on her face. “You may be able to control the kingdom, but you’ll never control my heart!”

With that, she ran outside. After the guards had brought Flynn outside, he went straight to the entrance of the secret passage where Rapunzel was already waiting for him. When she saw him, she rushed forward and threw her arms around his neck, while tears ran down her cheeks. He’s really here. He didn’t leave. Thank goodness… I couldn’t take one more moment of that nightmare without him.

He gently caressed her back and held her close.

“Oh, Eugene!” She cried. “What do we do now?”

“Oh, darn that stupid law! I knew something like this might happen, but I hoped… I hoped your parents would be different. A little more understanding.” I should have known. Royals always look down on people like me. Maybe I was stupid to dream this could work. He sighed, heartbroken and pressed her body closer. I should’ve never let this go this far. I should’ve protected her from all this. From me. She deserves a peaceful life, not one full of impossible choices and royal politics.

“I won’t choose any of those princes! I just want you!” I don’t care about their titles or crowns. Why can’t they see that love is more important than bloodlines?

He gave her a sad, pained smile. “Maybe…maybe they’ll change their minds…”

“And what if they don’t? They want me to meet those princes in two weeks! Oh, what do we do?” She sobbed.

Tears formed in Flynn’s eyes, and he hugged her tighter. “I…I really don’t know! Oh, if only you weren’t a princess!” If you weren’t, we’d be living in some quiet little village by now. I’d have built you a little home with my own hands... and no one would be trying to tear us apart.

“I bet if I wasn’t a princess, then you would probably be a prince, and we would have a similar problem!”

“No, we wouldn’t. Because if I had been a prince, I would have grown up as one and learned how to be a ruler and then nobody would have minded a marriage between a royal and a commoner!” And maybe your father would have looked at me with something other than contempt.

“Oh, that is so unfair! For me, you will always be a prince!” She cried. “Now tell me what to do, please!”

“I really don’t know. I’m sorry, my darling!” He caressed her back. I’m supposed to have answers. I’m supposed to protect her. But all I have are fears.

“I...I think I know something!” She leaned back and looked at him, excitedly. “What if we just left the kingdom and never returned?” If the crown means losing him, then let them keep it. A crown never kept me warm. Eugene does.

Flynn pulled back in shock. “What? No!”

“Yes, let’s run away together!” Her hands gripped his shirt, like she had already made up her mind.

But he shook his head. “No, we can’t! I can’t let you give up this life for me!” I’ve spent my life running. I can't let her live like that too. Not her. She deserves more than hiding in the shadows with a wanted man.

“But I don’t want this life! I never asked to be a princess, and I hate it! It feels like a cage. I can’t live like this… without you!”

“But Rapunzel...” He sighed and caressed her cheek, brushing the hair from her face. “If you have to give up anything to be with me, you will resent me one day! You might end up hating me!” And I don’t think I’d survive that.

“No! I won’t! I could never hate you!” She touched his cheek, trying to calm him. “All this means nothing to me without you!”

“It would happen automatically, believe me! Your subconscious would associate me with having to give up all of this here and then your feelings would change...”

“No! Never! I don’t even want any of this here! I would rather live in poverty with you than in luxury without you! Please, Eugene! I want to be with you! I love you!”

“I love you too, but we can’t do that!” He said, pulling her close. I want to say yes. God, I want to run away with her. But if anything happened to her because of me… “We would be fugitives, constantly on the run from the guards, would have to wear disguises and change our names! What kind of future is that?” We’d be looking over our shoulders every day. I couldn’t stand to see her live in fear. Not because of me.

“An exciting one?” Rapunzel grinned excitedly.

Flynn gave a pained smile and sighed. “Rapunzel, I’m serious. We would probably have a child next year and another one in the year after that and so on. How would we take care of them all without the money? How would we keep them safe?” I’ve seen how harsh the world is to people who don’t have anything. I won’t let our children grow up like I did. I won’t drag her into that life.

“We’ll make it work, somehow!” I don’t care how hard it is. Life without him would be harder. I’d rather face the whole world with him than face one day alone.

“We would constantly live in fear of being caught by the guards.”

“It will be worth it as long as we are together! Please Eugene, I want to be with you forever,” She gently brushed over his chest and tried to unbutton his vest. “In every way.” He caught her hands.

“Please, Rapunzel. We can’t do that. I told you, no physical love until we are married.” Because if I let myself go now, I won’t have the strength to ever stop. And she deserves a life with no regrets.

“Then let’s run away and get married somewhere else!”

“No, we can’t.”

“Yes, we can! I mean, think about it. We only have to make it to the first village or church and get properly married there! Then, it doesn’t even matter if the guards catch us afterwards because then we would already be married and there’s nothing, they can do about it! Then they can’t separate us again!”

“Um, I’m afraid they still could.”

“What? But I thought marriage binds us together forever?”

“Until death shall us part.”

Rapunzel gasped in horror and covered her mouth. “You…you mean, they would…” She breathed heavily.

His grip tightened around her protectively. “They almost executed me before, remember? Stealing the crown of the lost princess was bad enough. Taking the princess herself…” They won’t hesitate. Not if they think I’m a threat to the throne. Not if they think I’m a criminal stealing their future queen.

“No! They can’t do that! I won’t let them! Never!” She screamed and hugged him as tightly as possible. Executed? I thought the worst was exile or imprisonment! I can’t lose him—not again. I won’t let it happen! “Then we will run away and never come back!”

“Rapunzel, I can’t let you —”

“But I need you! I can’t live without you!” She cried and pulled him into a passionate kiss. If this is the last time I hold him, I want it to matter. I want him to feel how much I love him.

I want this moment to last forever. Just her. Just us. I’d give anything to stop time right now.

“What is going on here?” An angry voice suddenly cut through the night. They quickly pulled apart and gasped as they saw the captain of the guards standing there, glaring at them.

Not now. Please not now. Can’t they give us just one moment of peace? Rapunzel gasped angrily and hugged Flynn. “Well, this is none of your business, captain!”

“It very much is my business,” the captain replied, gesturing to his men. “Guards! Take them both. This ends now.”

Flynn’s heart sank as the guards marched toward them. Of course. This is how it ends. I should’ve known peace was too much to ask.

Before Rapunzel could react, three guards stepped forward, seizing Flynn by the arms. She grabbed at him, but another guard gently held her back.

“Wait, stop! Leave him alone!” Rapunzel cried, in despair as they began leading Flynn away. This time, I won’t let them win. I won’t let them take him from me again.

But the captain shook his head. “You’ll both be brought before the king,” he said.

Flynn looked at her, his eyes full of guilt and sorrow. I dragged her into this. I swore I’d never hurt her—and now I’ve done the one thing I feared most: made her a prisoner in her own life. Whatever happens, I need to be strong—for her. Even if I’m dragged to a prison, I’ll stand tall. For her.

A few minutes later, they were all standing in front of the king again.

“And then your majesty, I caught your daughter and that criminal in the garden, sticking on each other’s lips!” The captain told the king, while pointing his finger accusingly at Flynn.

Flynn tensed but held his head high. Here we go again. Criminal. Like that's all I am to them. Not a man in love. Just a stain on their throne.

“What is the meaning of this? Didn’t I just tell you both that this relationship is impossible?” The king asked angrily.

“You are totally unfair!” Rapunzel shot back, her voice sharp with fury. How can he talk like that after everything? How can he expect me to cut out a part of my soul like it means nothing?

“Rapunzel, please! I’ve explained it: a marriage is out of the question. And without marriage, I cannot permit you two to be together. If you’re alone together…well, certain things might happen.”

“Please, don’t talk about this stuff. I already know about it from books... and certain servants,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“Then, I suppose you also know the dangers of it?”

“Dangers?” She blinked.

“I mean, you could get pregnant out of wedlock and that would bring scandal upon our kingdom!”

Flynn stepped forward, voice firm. “I would never let that happen!” I’d protect her with my life. I’d marry her today if I could — if he’d just let me. I’d never let the world disgrace her. Never.

“But I want it!” Rapunzel shouted, then she turned back to her father. “And you know what? There wouldn’t even be this danger if you would just let us get married!”

“I already told you why it’s impossible! There is too much at stake here!”

“It’s so unfair!”

“I’m sorry, but that’s how it is! Rapunzel, you have to let him go! This cannot continue! Break up with him, now!”

“No!” She crossed her arms angrily. I won’t let you bully me out of love. I won’t let you rip him away like he’s some mistake I need to erase.

The king’s face grew dark. “Either you end this now, or I’ll have him thrown into the dungeons!”

“No! You can’t do that!”

“I’m sorry but I can’t trust you two any longer. And I will not risk a scandal! Guards!” The guards grabbed Flynn, but Rapunzel stepped in front of him.

“No!” She cried and turned towards the guards. “Please, leave him alone! We’ll break up…just, please, don’t hurt him!” She looked at Flynn, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry.” She whispered.

“I...I understand.” He answered in tears. Don’t blame her. This isn’t her choice. She’s saving you. Again. You have to let her go... no matter how much it kills you.

“Good. Now take him outside and he is no longer welcome in the castle!” The king said sharply. Rapunzel cried as the guards grabbed Flynn’s arms.

“No!” Rapunzel sobbed, watching helplessly as they led him away.

Flynn turned back to her, his voice calling out over the distance.  “I’ll be fine, Rapunzel. Just don’t forget that I love you! I always have and I always will!” No prison can keep me from loving her. No wall can shut out what we have.

“And I love you too!” She cried after him.

“And you will always be my dream!” He shouted back.

“And you will always be mine!” She cried.

When Flynn was gone, the king turned to the remaining guards. “Now please take the princess to her room. And make sure she stays there.”

Rapunzel gasped, glaring at him. “I can’t believe it! Now you’re locking me up? First, you force me to break up with my true love and now this?”

“It’s for your own good!”

“No! It’s for your own good! You don’t care about me or my feelings at all! I can’t believe how cruel you are! Have you forgotten that I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for him? He saved me, he brought me back to you and this is how you thank him?” You think you're protecting the kingdom, but you're destroying me. You’re destroying the one thing that ever made me feel free.

“I will not give him my daughter’s hand in marriage as a reward, not when it could start a war!”

“And what about me? I love him! And I will never marry anyone else, no matter who you bring to the castle!”

“You haven’t even met these princes yet. Perhaps you will like one of them...”

“No! Never! My heart belongs to my Eugene, and to no one else! I could never love another!”

“I’m not asking you to love any of those princes, just to marry one of them!”

“And then what? Produce an heir?” She cried, tears streaming down her face. Is that all I am to you? A political pawn? A womb with royal blood?

“Rapunzel...”

“No! Just leave me! You are ruining my life! And you know what? I didn’t even have to come back to you, but I did because I wanted to meet my parents, but now I wish I had never returned here and stayed away!” She screamed.

“Rapunzel!” The king called after her, but Rapunzel ran to her room and slammed the door. Inside, she broke down crying. Her chameleon Pascal came to her shoulder and hugged her.

“Oh, Pascal! What am I going to do now?” She mumbled and looked at the ring Flynn had given her in tears. This was supposed to mean forever. Not goodbye. Not like this.

Over the next two weeks, Flynn tried to get to her, but the guards were relentless. By day, they shadowed him the moment he came near the castle. And at night, they watched his every move. Every letter, every attempt to get a message to her failed. Rapunzel herself tried to escape more than once but was stopped each time. Her despair grew with every day.

How much longer can I take this? she thought night after night, staring at the moon from her tower window. Why does loving someone have to feel like a crime?

Finally, the night before the suitors’ arrival, she managed to escape through the secret passageways. Dressed in a dark cloak, she hurried through the streets to Flynn’s door. Her heart pounded as she knocked. Please let him be home. Please, just this one thing—let me have him tonight.

“Rapunzel?” A hopeful and overjoyed voice suddenly came from behind her. She turned to see Flynn standing in the hall.

I must be dreaming. His heart thudded in his chest. Please let this be real.

“Eugene!” She rushed towards him, but he raised a finger to his lips and gestured for silence. He quickly pulled her inside, locking the door behind them before wrapping her in an embrace. They kissed deeply, clinging to each other, afraid they might lose one another again. Don’t let go. Not now. Not ever. When they pulled apart, she hugged him tightly and sobbed into his chest. I never wanted to leave that embrace. It was home.

“Oh, Rapunzel, my darling! I tried to reach you every day, but those guards never left me alone! They watched every move I made and even caught every letter I tried to send to you! I was just about to rush to the castle and break in if I had to but then I saw you coming!” He gently caressed her back while she cried into his vest. I swear I would have burned the whole place down to get to you. I was losing my mind without you.

“Oh, Eugene! I also tried to get to you, every day! Now I’ve finally managed to escape!” She pulled back and looked at him with tears in her eyes. “I can’t do this anymore! I can’t live like this! Locked away in that castle while my heart is out here with you! Let’s finally leave! Tonight!”

Flynn hesitated. She’s serious... She’d give it all up. For me. But can I let her? “Rapunzel, you know we can’t just run away! I won’t let you give up your life as a princess for me! You deserve better than this!”

“I don’t want this life as a princess!” She insisted. “Especially not if it’s a life without you! A life without love, without happiness!” How can he not see? None of that matters if I’m caged again.

“I told you if you have to give up anything to be with me, you will...”

“No, I am not going to resent you! Never!”

“That could very well happen automatically, believe me. Please, Rapunzel.” He pressed her hands and caressed her cheek. “I don’t want you to give up everything for me. It wouldn’t be right.” Please don’t sacrifice yourself for me... I couldn't bear to be the reason you’re unhappy later.

“It is all right if it’s something I don’t even want! I don’t want this life, especially not if it means losing you! I feel trapped once again! Just like in the tower! Only this time, I know what freedom is!” And I’ll never go back to that kind of life again. Not when I know what sunlight feels like. She sighed. “And you know, all my childhood, I only wanted one thing, apart from seeing the floating lights —freedom! Freedom to do whatever I want and go wherever I want and love whoever I want!” She touched his cheek. “And in this life here, I have none of that! But with you, I would have it all!”

Flynn sighed. “But what about your friends, your parents? And your kingdom?”

“Well, the kingdom did pretty well without me for 18 years! As for my friends, well, we can take Pascal and Maximus along. I’m sure the pub thugs will do fine without us, now that they’ve had their own dreams come true and I can also make new friends wherever I go. And as for my parents, well, if they can’t accept our love, then I don’t even want to stay with them anymore.” It’s not home if I’m not allowed to be myself.

“But they are your parents! They are your family!” What kind of man takes a girl away from her family? Even if they’re wrong... they’re still her blood.

“Well, they certainly don’t act like family. If they really cared about me, they would have changed that law and allowed us to marry! But no, they kept us apart and now they want to force me into an arranged marriage! I don’t want to be with them if they continue to act like this! I’ve been trying for weeks to make them understand, but they won’t listen. If they won’t change their minds, then I don’t want to be with them anymore!”

She’s choosing me. Even after all they offered her… she still chooses me. But what if I ruin her life? What if she regrets this? “But...they are your parents.”

“So? What’s the big deal if you take me away from my parents? I mean, you also wanted to take me away from Gothel, even when you still thought she was my biological mother!”

“Yes, but that woman was a monster!” He turned to the side and added quietly: “And a murderer.”

“And my father’s a tyrant! And he also tried to have you executed just for stealing a crown! Please, Eugene!” She touched his face and looked straight at him. “I need you! I can’t breathe without you! And I don’t even want this life here anymore anyway! All of this here is such a burden! It feels like another...” She sighed and looked away.

“Another tower?” He asked sadly and gently caressed her cheek. She nodded, tears forming in her eyes again. And I can’t let her go back to a prison — not again. Not when I swore to set her free. Flynn sighed and pulled her back into his arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Oh, but...a life like this would be dangerous and hard and...”

“And wonderful because I get to share it with the one I love! I don’t care how poor we are as long as we’re together! What’s a life of luxury if I’m sad and miserable forever? And besides, following my dreams has always been so important to me and my dream is to be with you!” She caressed his cheek again. “Please, you know, I never break promises, and I promised myself something.” She closed her eyes. “During those horrible two minutes when you were dead, I promised myself that if somehow, someway, by some miracle, I got you back, then I would never let you go again. I can’t break that promise!”

Flynn sighed. I don’t deserve her, but I love her. And maybe love means letting go of fear. Of doubt. Of myself. “But there must be another way for us to be together without having to run away.”

“There is none! And remember, tomorrow, those suitors will arrive and if I don’t choose one, they will choose one for me and then force me to marry him!”

Flynn pressed her hands. “Please, don’t talk about it! That won’t happen! I won’t let it happen!”

“But if we stay here, you won’t be able to stop it! Then the wedding will be next month! And just think about what will happen that night between me and some prince I don’t love! He then has every right to do it, no matter how much I scream or cry or beg...”

“No!” Flynn cried in horror and pulled her into his arms protectively. Not while I breathe. Not even if I have to burn the whole kingdom down. “That won’t happen! I will protect you! I promise that won’t happen! I won’t let anyone touch you against your will! I will protect you, don’t worry, my darling!” He caressed her back and hugged her tightly.

“Then take me away from here! That’s the only way we can be together! Forever! And I want nothing more than that!”

He sighed and nodded, as he finally gave in to her wishes. Then let’s do it. No more fear. No more waiting. She’s my dream, and I’m not letting her slip away again. “All right. Let’s run away together!”

Rapunzel gasped overjoyed and wrapped her arms around his neck, laughing happily. Yes! Yes! This is what I wanted! This is what I needed! “Yes! Finally!” She pressed her lips to his and kissed him passionately. “I love you!” She giggled between the kisses.

Flynn laughed, returned her kisses, and rested his forehead against hers. “I love you too!”

She finally pulled away from him and then rested her forehead on his. “Ok, Eugene, let’s leave tonight! Then we’ll leave this village, get married in the first church we come to and then travel to another kingdom where nobody knows us and live there!” She laughed and kissed him again.

“Ok!” He laughed. “But first we need disguises and some supplies! I‘ll get what we need! Perhaps you could also pack a few things you want to take along. Meet me in the stables later if Max wants to help us. Just give me a moment! I will be there in an hour! Ok?”

“Ok!” She smiled and he started to leave. “Wait! One more kiss!” She whispered, excitedly.

He laughed and leaned down, capturing her lips with his once more.

“I’ll be right back!” He promised, his forehead resting on hers before he reluctantly pulled away. Her warmth, her scent, her laugh — everything about her pulls me in deeper than I ever thought possible. I’ll do anything to keep her safe. To keep us like this, close, forever.

Rapunzel watched him go, full of anticipation. As Flynn left into the night, she took a deep breath, trying to calm the emotions inside her. She couldn’t believe they were actually doing this! Leaving everything behind to be together. But she knew that she wouldn’t want it any other way. I can’t believe this is really happening. Leaving everything behind… my family, my home, the only life I know. But what’s a life without love and freedom? I’m so scared, but it’s a risk I’m willing to take for Eugene. For us.

 She quickly hurried back to the castle and slipped into the secret passage. In her room, she took a bag and packed a few things she wanted to take with her, some clothes, a paintbrush, lots of jewellery they could sell and some gold they could live on for a while. I hope this is enough. A few clothes, some gold, and my paintbrush — pieces of who I am. I wonder if Eugene’s really ready for this, for all the uncertainty ahead. But I know he is. We have to be.

Pascal stared at her with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t look at me like that, Pascal! I can’t stay here and pretend to be someone I’m not and I certainly can’t stay here and be forced into a marriage with someone I don’t love! I want to be with my Eugene, and I promised myself that I would never stop chasing my dreams! I have to do this!” Then she grabbed the bag and rushed secretly into Maximus’s stables, Pascal staying on her shoulder. After explaining everything to Maximus, he agreed to help and leave with them. A moment later, Flynn rushed quietly into the stables, carrying a small bundle.

“Got everything.” He announced, grinning as he spotted Rapunzel. She’s here. Safe. Beautiful even in the dark, in disguise. I can’t believe she risked so much to be with me. I’ll never stop trying to be worthy of that kind of love.

“Really? Show me!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Ok, here! A red wig and some glasses for you.” He handed her the disguise. She quickly put on the red wig over her short brown hair and put on the glasses.

“So? What do you think?” She asked, twirling around. Who knew a simple wig and glasses could feel like a promise? A new identity, a new life — but still, my heart is all his. Even behind this disguise, I’m still Rapunzel, and I’m his.

Flynn smiled dreamily at her. “I think now I’ve got a thing for redheads!” She looks stunning. Even pretending to be someone else, she shines. I want to hold her close and never let her go.

She laughed. “Oh, stop it!”

He laughed. “Ok, and for myself I have a black wig that covers my left eye, a false moustache and a new cloak.” He exclaimed and put on the disguise. “Well, what do you think?” This disguise won’t fool everyone, but it’s a start. If it keeps her safe, it’s worth it. I can’t wait to see the life we build together — no matter what it takes.

“Oh, you look handsome! Now kiss me again!” She said and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him into another kiss. She sighed against him, losing herself in his embrace. Every kiss is a lifeline, a promise of forever. No matter what comes next, as long as I have Eugene, I’m home.

Her lips, her touch — it’s the only certainty in this crazy world. I’ll fight for every kiss, every moment. Flynn pulled away reluctantly. “Ok, sweetheart, but now we should be going before someone catches us here. And don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of time for more kisses on our journey!”

“Good!” She laughed.

“Oh, and from now on, I am no longer Flynn Rider.” Changing names, changing everything — but the love I have for her stays the same.

She smirked amusedly. “Right, of course not! You’re Eugene Fitzherbert!”

“Ah, no, I can’t use that name either!” He sighed dramatically. “Your parents know that one as well. So, let’s say… I’m Francesco Rossi.”

She laughed, raising an eyebrow. “Francesco Rossi? Why that?”

“It has the same initials as Flynn Rider.” He grinned.

She looked at him teasingly. “If that’s the rule, then you should pick a name with initials E.F., not F.R.”

He laughed, scratching his head. “You’re right. Ok… how about Enrico Ferrari? That’s at least also Italian.”

She burst into laughter. “And why does it have to be Italian?”

“Well,” He said. “I’ve always felt a strange connection with Italy. Who knows, perhaps one of the people who created me was from Italy.” He chuckled. “So, what name do you want to choose?” She’s so beautiful when she laughs. God, I don’t want to lose this moment. No matter what happens tomorrow, I want to remember this.

She thought for a moment. “Hmm… Ramona. Ramona Ferrari, from tomorrow onward!” Ramona Ferrari — a new name for a new life. It feels daring and exciting, like everything I’ve ever wanted but never dared to have.

He grinned. “Perfect! Enrico and Ramona Ferrari, from Naples! And lucky for us, I already know the accent.” He added in a thick Italian accent.

Rapunzel giggled. “And can you also speak the language, Mr. Ferrari?”

“Of course, signorina!” He took her in his arms and whispered: “Ti amo, mia bella cara.” Every word in any language means the same — I love you. And I will prove it every day.

She blushed. “And what does that mean?”

He smiled lovingly at her. “It means: ‘I love you, my beautiful darling.’”

“Oh, Eugene, that’s so sweet! And how do you say, ‘I love you too’?”

“Anch’io ti amo.” He replied with a smile.

She repeated: “Anch’io ti amo, Eugene, … I mean Enrico.” She laughed and leaned in to kiss him.

When they finally pulled apart, he chuckled and pulled out another bag. “Oh, before I forget, I also brought some food for the road and here” he held out a hand full of money. “This is all the money I earned at the snuggly duckling!” I want to protect her, provide for her, but how? This money isn’t much — but it’s all I have, and all I can give. We’ll figure the rest out together.

“You’re amazing! And don’t worry about money! I also have a lot of gold for us! Tada!” She held out the gold coins she had packed.

Flynn looked at her in surprise. “What? Where did you get this? You didn’t steal it, did you?”

“It’s not stealing. This money was for me, sort of pocket money from my parents.”

“But you are leaving your parents.”

“But they still have enough money to spare and I’m sure it’s morally all right. Now, let’s go, my love! Come on!” She took his arm and pulled him towards Maximus. I hope this gold will help us start fresh. It’s a small treasure, but it feels like a symbol of the life I’m choosing — one filled with love and freedom.

“Wait!” He said and turned her around to face him. “Are you really sure you want to do this? Afterwards, there will be no turning back!” This is it. No turning back. Am I strong enough to keep her safe? To build a new life with her? I love her more than anything — I have to be.

Rapunzel gently caressed his cheek. “I am sure! If there is one thing, I’ve learned in my life then that it’s all right to leave abusive parents. Especially for love. And I want this.” She pressed his hands. “I want us!”

He smiled at her as he brushed a stray hair from her face. “I love you!”

“I love you more!”

“Then I love you the most!”

“And I you too!” She leaned up to kiss him again, this time full of passion and desperation. When they pulled away, Rapunzel looked into his eyes, full of determination. “Let’s go!” This is freedom. Fear and hope tangled up inside me. I’m ready for whatever comes. As long as I’m with Eugene, I can face anything.

Flynn nodded and put his arm around her. They left the stables, looking left and right before Flynn helped Rapunzel onto Maximus’ back. Then he mounted behind her. “Hold on tight.” He said, wrapping his arms protectively around her waist. With her in my arms, nothing else matters. No matter what dangers lie ahead, I’ll face them all with Rapunzel — my love, my life. Rapunzel giggled. She turned around to kiss him again as they rode off and disappeared into the night.

Chapter Text

Flynn and Rapunzel with Pascal travelled on Maximus deeper into the forest, away from the kingdom. Along the way, they took every opportunity to steal another kiss. Every kiss feels like a promise — a secret whispered just for us in the quiet night. I never want this to end.

I can’t get enough of her. Even after everything, she still surprises me — makes my heart race like I’m still that rogue chasing dreams.

As the night wore on, they finally made a camp under the stars. Flynn built a small fire while Rapunzel laid out their provisions.

“Look at all the stars!” She said, pointing at them. The stars are so bright tonight, like they’re cheering us on. I can almost believe anything is possible with Eugene by my side.

“Yeah, nice. Just like us—endless possibilities.” Endless possibilities — that’s us. No more running, no more hiding. Just her and me, carving out our future under the same stars.

“And we’ll make our own destiny!” She declared, excitedly.

Flynn smiled at her and began to make a meal for them by the fire. After they had eaten together and the fire was dying down, Rapunzel snuggled up against him. “Oh, wait!” Flynn said and pulled a blanket out of his pack. “Here! I brought a blanket for you!” He wrapped it tightly around her.

“Thank you, my love.” She smiled and kissed him passionately. His touch feels like home. Wrapped up in his arms, the whole world fades away — and all I want is to stay here, like this, forever.

He wrapped his arms around her protectively while they deepened the kiss. She’s so warm, so alive against me. Protecting her feels natural — like I was made to keep her safe.

Rapunzel’s hand once again went to his vest. “Eugene.” She whispered against his lips. “I want to be with you…completely! Let’s do it!” I’m tired of waiting. Every moment without him feels like an ache in my chest. I want to belong to him — fully, without fear.

He gently caressed her cheek. “Not yet. You said we’ll get married first thing in the morning. Let’s at least wait until then, just one more night.” Her words are like fire, burning through my hesitation. I want that too — more than anything — but I have to protect her.

“Oh, come on! Don’t you want to?” She asked anxiously. Why does he hold back? Does he not want me as much as I want him? No, he’s just protecting me — and that makes me love him even more.

“More than anything.” he replied. “But I want it to be right for you. I don’t want to put you in an awkward position.” I want her with every fiber of my being. But rushing this could cost us everything. She deserves better — a love without regrets.

“You won’t! And besides, we’re getting married tomorrow, so what’s the big deal?”

“Because something could happen. I could get you pregnant tonight and then before we can be properly married, I could get caught and punished and you would be disgraced!”

“Why do you immediately assume the worst would happen?” He’s always thinking ahead, worrying about the worst. But love is risk — and I’m ready to take it.

“Because it could, even if it’s unlikely. And I will not risk it.” I hate how cautious I have to be. But she’s worth every sacrifice.

“But I want to do it! I can’t control this desire any longer!”

“We’ll do it tomorrow night after the wedding, I promise.”

She sighed. “All right. Tomorrow night and then I don’t want to hear any more excuses from you!” She said strictly. Patience is so hard when my heart is pounding like this. But if it means making it right — I’ll wait.

Flynn laughed. “Don’t worry! Then, I’m all yours! And now, relax and go to sleep. You want to be fit for our wedding tomorrow, don’t you?” I’ll make it worth the wait. She’s all I want, all I need.

She yawned and cuddled up to him, resting her head on his chest. “Ok. Let’s go to sleep. Good night, Eugene.”

“Good night, my sweet Rapunzel. I love you.”

“I love you too.” She whispered and closed her eyes. His heartbeat beneath my ear is the sweetest lullaby.

Flynn held her tightly in his arms and pressed a kiss to her forehead. With her in my arms, I’m finally home.

“Sweet dreams, my sunshine. And don’t worry, I will protect you and keep you out of harm’s way.” He caressed her back, and she slowly drifted off to sleep, feeling safe in his arms, as if nothing else mattered in the world.

Flynn held her close, his heart swelling with affection. He glanced around the dark woods, knowing he had to keep watch for any sign of danger. I swear I’ll guard her with my life. Nothing will hurt her—not while I’m here.

Suddenly, Maximus and Pascal approached and nodded to him. They sensed his exhaustion.

“Hey, guys.” Flynn whispered. “I’m fine, really.” He shifted slightly, trying to shake off his tiredness.

Pascal gestured for him to go to sleep and Maximus nodded at him, his big eyes filled with concern. Flynn sighed, realizing that if even the horse and the chameleon were worried about him, perhaps it was time to rest.

“Alright, alright.” He relented and gave in. He lay down carefully with Rapunzel still lying on his chest in his arms. He wrapped the blanket around them both and gently caressed her. “Promise you’ll wake me if anything seems off?” He told Maximus and Pascal who nodded at him.

With that, Flynn finally let himself relax, surrendering to the warmth of Rapunzel’s presence in his arms. Then he too drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, as the sunlight started to shine through the trees, Rapunzel stirred, snuggled up against Flynn. At first, she was a little confused, but then she smiled as she realized where she was and what lay ahead. Today’s the day. I can hardly believe it’s finally here. I want to savor every moment with Eugene — my heart feels so full.

“Eugene.” She whispered, gently caressing his hair and pressing a kiss on his cheek. “Wake up. It’s time to go.”

Flynn slowly woke up and smiled at her. “Morning, sunshine. You’re very cheerful for this early hour.”

“Well, you better get used to it if you want to marry me.” She teased. “Now, let’s go! We are getting married today, remember?”

“We are?” He asked excitedly. “Ok, I’m up!” Her voice... soft, warm. There’s no place I’d rather be than here, with her, on our wedding day.

Rapunzel giggled and kissed him again. “Yes! Now let’s find the first church we pass!” She pulled him up and started packing up their camp.

“Don’t forget to put on our disguises before we go to the village.” He said and put on his disguise.

“Of course!” She replied and put on her red wig and glasses. “Have you thought about what we might say to the priest?”

Flynn raised an eyebrow. “Say? I think bribing might be more effective.” He shook his small pouch of coins.

She laughed. “I’m sure we won’t need that. We’ll just tell him how much we love each other!” He always tries to lighten the mood, but I see the hope and fear behind his smile. We’re taking a huge risk, but love makes it worth it.

Flynn shrugged with a smile, grabbing his pack. “Let’s hope that’s enough!”

“Yes, and now let’s go! I saw a village over there!” She said and pointed ahead. “First, we have to go to the market to get my wedding dress!”

“Is that really necessary?” He asked.

“Of course! I heard, it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding and you’ve already seen me in this dress here!” She said and pointed at her dress. I want to look perfect for him — not just as a princess, but as his bride. This dress will be a symbol of our new life.

Flynn laughed and shook his head. “All right. Then, let’s go! I hope your parents haven’t already noticed you’re gone at this hour and sent out search parties. We better hurry!” I can’t wait to see her in that dress, radiant and fierce, the woman I love standing proudly beside me.

They packed up their camp and mounted Maximus once more. When they reached the nearest village, Rapunzel quickly jumped down from the horse and pulled Flynn along. When they reached the market, Rapunzel was in awe. Stalls filled with beautiful colours, the smell of fresh bread, and the sound of the merchants filled the air. The world is so alive here — colors, sounds, smells — and today feels like the beginning of everything.

Flynn led her through the crowd. Seeing her light up like this reminds me why I’d give up anything just to protect her happiness.

“Look at that one!” She exclaimed, pointing to a stall with beautiful fabrics.

They wandered from stall to stall. Finally, they spotted a small shop, filled with stunning dresses.

“Let’s check that one out.” Flynn suggested, sensing her enthusiasm.

Inside, the shopkeeper greeted them with a warm smile. “What can I do for you, my dear?”

Rapunzel looked at Flynn, her heart pounding. “I’m looking for a wedding dress.” She said, full of excitement. The shopkeeper’s eyes widened with delight.

“Oh, congratulations! When is the big day?”

“As soon as we get out of here!” Rapunzel laughed.

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow but kept smiling. “All right. I think I have just the thing. Something that will look fantastic with your beautiful red hair!” she said, leading Rapunzel to a display of fabrics.

“Red hair?” Rapunzel asked, momentarily forgetting her disguise. Then, realizing, she let out a nervous laugh. “Oh, yes! Of course! Red hair! Because I’m a redhead! Hehe!” Why did I almost forget? This disguise feels silly now.

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow again. “O...kay. Well, here is...”

“Wait!” Rapunzel interrupted. “Eugene, close your eyes! Bad luck!”

He laughed. “But it already is the day...” She’s adorable when she stumbles like that. The real her is the only one I want.

“Close your eyes!” She insisted. He laughed again and covered his eyes. “Okay, now show me!” She told the shopkeeper.

“Here!” Rapunzel gasped as she saw the simple yet elegant white dress. “It’s perfect!” she exclaimed, holding it up to herself. Flynn nodded in agreement, while still covering his eyes.

Rapunzel quickly put the dress on while Flynn paid for it. After that quick transaction, they hurried to a small church outside the village. Flynn’s heart raced, not just from the thrill of their secret but from the thought of marrying the woman he loved.

Inside the church, they approached the priest, who was a kind looking man with wise eyes.

“Please, Father.” Flynn started. “We’re here to get married, but we need your discretion. It’s... a complicated situation. You see, I’m Flynn Rider.” He said and took off his wig. This is it. I’m laying everything on the line for her — for us. I hope he sees what I see in her.

“No, you are Eugene Fitzherbert.” Rapunzel interrupted with a smile.

Flynn rolled his eyes playfully. “I don’t think he will understand the gravity of the situation if we use my horrible real name, sweetheart.”

“It’s not horrible.” She smiled.

Flynn smiled back at her. “Thank you, my sunshine. But now, let’s come directly to the point.” He turned back to the priest. “Sir, I’m Flynn Rider, the formerly wanted thief and she is the princess.”

“Yes.” Rapunzel stepped forward and removed her wig. “We love each other, and we just want to start our life together. Please help us.” It’s terrifying to be this vulnerable, but with Eugene beside me, I feel brave enough to face anything.

“Yes, and we know that there is a law against such a marriage, but...well, we just can’t live without each other! You see, I love her. I love her more than life itself!”

“And I love him!” Rapunzel smiled at Flynn.

“And I promise that I will always treat her the way she deserves and make sure all her dreams come true and that she has the best life possible.” He looked at Rapunzel, full of love.

The priest looked at them thoughtfully, then nodded. “Very well. I can see the love between you. I will help you.”

“Oh, thank you so much, sir!” Flynn said. “We can pay you well for this.” He added and reached for his coins. Hope. Finally, hope that we can have the life we dream of.

The priest shook his head. “No, don’t worry. You don’t have to pay me. But we must keep this private. No one else must know.”

“Of course, and we only have our friends, Pascal and Maximus here.” Rapunzel replied and pointed at them, standing next to them in the church.

“Very well, that’s all right.” The priest said and took out a book.

They held hands as the priest began the ceremony. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today...”

“Um, excuse me, but could you perhaps speed this up a bit?” Flynn asked nervously. “You know, before anyone catches us. Here are our rings.” He said and pulled out their engagement rings. “Just skip to the ‘I do’s’ and the kiss and then we’ll sign the marriage certificate and get out of here quickly. Okay? Got it?” We’re rushing, but we don’t have a choice. Still, I hope I’m enough for her. Forever.

“All right.” The priest answered. “Do you Flynn Rider...”

“No! Use his real name!” Rapunzel insisted.

“Yes, even though I don’t like that name, I don’t want to risk having the wrong name on our marriage certificate. Or else someone might claim it’s not official.”

“Wait, does that mean we can’t call me Rapunzel on the certificate since it’s not my real given name?” Rapunzel asked.

“No, don’t worry. Your name has been legally changed to Rapunzel. But I have never officially changed my name.”

“Okay, then please continue, sir.” Rapunzel told the priest.

“Very well. Do you, Eugene Fitzherbert, take Rapunzel to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise to love and cherish her until death do you part?” The priest asked.

“Yes! I do.” Flynn replied. “And longer than that! For my love for her will never cease, not even in death.” He smiled lovingly at Rapunzel and then whispered to the priest: “Believe me, I know. I’ve been there.” I’m not just promising a lifetime. I’m promising forever — beyond the stars, beyond the impossible.

The priest raised an eyebrow and then continued. “And do you, Rapunzel, take Eugene Fitzherbert to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love and cherish him until death do you part?”

“Yes! I do!” She answered, her heart racing. His eyes hold my future. I’m his, completely — and I couldn’t be more certain of anything.

Flynn stepped forward and gently placed the ring on her finger. “I choose you, Rapunzel. In this life and the next, I promise to love and cherish you for all eternity.” How did I ever get this lucky? A girl like her… choosing someone like me?

Rapunzel looked deep into his eyes as she put his ring on his finger. “And I choose you, Eugene. You are my heart, my home.” He’s more than I ever hoped for. Brave, kind, gentle… mine.

The priest smiled. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss.”

Rapunzel leapt forward excitedly and pulled him into a passionate kiss. We did it. We are married. I can’t wait to start our forever. Maximus, Pascal and the priest all smiled at them.

When they finally pulled apart, Rapunzel grinned at Flynn. “We did it!” She exclaimed. I used to dream about lanterns and freedom. Now I dream about waking up next to Eugene every day.

“Yes, we did!” He replied, his own grin matching hers. It’s not the ceremony that matters. It’s the promise in my heart, and I made it long ago. They quickly signed their marriage certificate and tucked it away. “Now, let’s get out of here before anyone finds out.” No matter what comes next, as long as I have her, I’m home.

They slipped back outside. With their disguises in place, they climbed back on Maximus and set off for the next village.

Flynn jumped down first and then helped Rapunzel down, his hand lingering in hers a second longer than necessary.

This is it. Our first night as husband and wife. How did I ever get this lucky? Flynn thought, gazing at her radiant face.

Rapunzel felt his fingers tighten slightly around hers, and her heart fluttered. His hand feels so strong in mine. I’ve never felt so safe... or so excited.

Flynn spoke to the innkeeper and secured a room. After taking Maximus and Pascal to the stables, they climbed the stairs up to their room. Flynn unlocked the door and, in one swift motion, scooped Rapunzel into his arms.

“Woah! What are you doing?” Rapunzel laughed.

“Well, it’s a tradition for the groom to carry the bride into the room!”

 “Oh, that’s cute!” Rapunzel giggled and rested her head against his.

Flynn carried her in, gently set her down on the bed and then locked the door. Then he took off the wig and false moustache, while Rapunzel removed her red wig and glasses.

Flynn turned to Rapunzel who was looking at him with excitement and desire. He’s mine. Not just in name, but in every way that counts. Tonight, nothing else matters.

The way she looks at me… no one’s ever looked at me like that. It’s like she sees all of me and still wants me. “Ok, look, I know this is our wedding night, but we don’t have to—” But before he could finish, Rapunzel pressed her lips to his in a fierce kiss. He returned it quickly, hungrily. She pushed him toward the bed, laughter escaping between their kisses. She wants me. Not the thief. Not the legend. Just… me. Eugene.

As they lay down, Rapunzel began to quickly unbutton his shirt. She laughed excitedly between the kisses. Every kiss feels like lightning in my veins. I’ve dreamed of this — of him — for so long.

“Finally!” She sighed contentedly. “Finally, you’re all mine!” All the waiting, all the wondering… it was all worth it. We’re finally together, the way I always hoped. She grinned at him. “Now you can’t refuse anymore! Off with your shirt now!” She unbuttoned his vest and started to pull up his shirt.

Flynn let out a soft laugh. “Aren’t you even a little bit scared?” he asked between kisses.

“No! Why?” She asked, kissing him again.

“Well, you know it will hurt the first time.”

“I heard it only hurts a little and just briefly!” She answered and pulled his shirt off. Then her hands caressed his bare chest. His skin is warm under my fingers. He’s real. This isn’t a dream. “Oh, you’re so handsome!” She laughed. Her hands brushed over his chest and then over his scar, the one that Gothel had given him. Rapunzel leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to it. Then her lips returned to his jaw as she began removing her dress.

“Are you really sure?” Flynn asked, catching her hands gently. She’s everything good in my life. I want this to be perfect for her. She deserves everything.

“I’ve waited long enough! I want to share this with you! I love you, Eugene.” I trust him with everything — even this. I’ve never been more certain.

“I love you too, Rapunzel!” He replied.

She kissed him again, even more passionately. “Wait, not so fast,” he murmured, breathless. “I want to take my time with you. You mean too much to me.”

He laid her down gently, lips brushing along her jaw and neck. Rapunzel gasped happily, closing her eyes.

With delicate fingers, he removed the final layers of her dress. As the fabric slipped away, she felt a rush of vulnerability and wonder under his loving gaze.

He took a moment to admire her in awe. How is she real? How did someone like me end up with someone like her? She’s breathtaking. “You’re so beautiful, so perfect!”

He’s looking at me like I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. And somehow… I believe him. “Only because of you!” She replied, drawing him closer, kissing him with devotion.

Their hands roamed, learning each other's curves and scars. Every whisper and caress was a vow of love.

“Eugene,” she whispered against his lips. “I want to feel all of you! I want to share everything with you at last!”

Flynn nodded gently and captured her lips again. I want to remember this — every touch, every sound she makes — for the rest of my life. They took their time, savouring every touch and whispered word. As their bodies intertwined, the world around them faded away. While they made love for the very first time, they lost themselves in each other. Every kiss and caress was filled with wonder and discovery. They moved together in harmony as one, lost in their passion and surrendered to the joy of their union. It was pure bliss. This isn’t just passion. It’s love. It’s coming home to her, over and over again.

Rapunzel was thrilled to finally share this part of herself with Flynn. The connection they shared was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was a beautiful mix of love, trust and passion. This is more than I ever imagined. I never knew love could feel like this — so full, so real, so overwhelming.

“Is this… is this what heaven feels like?” Rapunzel gasped, her eyes shining with joy. If this is heaven, I never want to leave his arms. I could live in this moment forever.

“More than I ever imagined.” Flynn replied, his voice full of love and desire. I’d give up anything to keep this look on her face — that joy, that trust, that love.

As the night continued, they surrendered to their pleasure, revelling in the intimacy of their union. Every moment was filled with joy and relief, knowing that they were sharing this as husband and wife at last.

Finally, as they lay tangled in each other’s arms, breathless and exhausted, Rapunzel rested her head on his chest and snuggled closer to him. He held her as tenderly as he could while they both sighed blissfully. I never knew peace like this. I never knew I was capable of this kind of love.

“Wow!” Rapunzel exclaimed and giggled.

“Wow!” Flynn repeated and kissed the top of her head.

“We finally did it!” Rapunzel laughed, as she stroked his chest.

“I love you so, so much, Rapunzel!”

“I love you more!”

“Then I love you the most!”

“And I you too!”

“And you’re my everything, my dream come true!”

“And you’re mine!”

Rapunzel cuddled closer, listening to his heartbeat against her cheek, feeling safe and loved. His heartbeat is the lullaby I never had. This is what safety feels like. This is what love feels like.

Flynn watched her, overwhelmed by her beauty and hugged her tighter. He couldn’t believe it. The woman he loved was finally his in every way. He pressed another kiss on her forehead. She’s my home now. My whole world. I’ll spend every day making her glad she chose me.

Rapunzel closed her eyes in bliss and sighed happily. She was in the arms of the man she loved and who loved her, the man who had fought for her, cherished her and loved her through everything. At that moment, nothing else mattered but them. Let the world search for us. Let the kingdom rage. None of that matters tonight. Only him. Only this. Then she finally drifted off to sleep. With Rapunzel in his arms, Flynn finally allowed himself to relax. The world outside faded away, and all that remained was the two of them, bound together by their love.

Together, they drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

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Flynn slowly woke up, the golden light of morning slipping through the shutters. As he became aware of the gentle weight in his arms—Rapunzel, curled against him, her head on his chest—his heart swelled.

This is real, he thought. She’s really mine. Not a dream. Not a moment borrowed. But a forever.

He wrapped his arms around her a little tighter and tenderly ran his fingers down her back, memorizing every inch of her soft skin. He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Rapunzel stirred with a sleepy yawn, her senses slowly returning. The warmth, the heartbeat under her ear, the faint scent of pine and the lingering echoes of their night together...

Where am I? she wondered for a moment, dazed. Then she heard his heartbeat, steady and strong.

"Where am I?" she murmured.

Flynn smiled as he held her close. “With your husband,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

My wife, he thought in awe. She’s really my wife. I never thought I’d deserve something this good. But somehow... here she is.

Rapunzel’s face lit up as the memory of their wedding, their night, and the depth of her joy returned in full force. She looked up at him with love so intense, it left her breathless.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said.

"Good morning, my handsome husband," she whispered back, and their lips met in a kiss that held all the tenderness, gratitude, and quiet wonder of two souls newly bound.

I never knew love could feel this big, Rapunzel thought. Like it’s filling every part of me until I don’t know where I end and he begins.

They kissed for a long time, wrapped up in each other, hands exploring gently, hearts speaking louder than words.

When they finally paused, Rapunzel smiled mischievously. “So... did we really do it yesterday?”

Flynn gave her a dreamy smile and held up his hand, showing off the ring. “We sure did! We’re officially married now, my darling.”

She giggled, her hand softly stroking his bare chest. “I didn’t mean that.” Her fingers moved over the lines of his body, the familiar becoming sacred. “I meant... you know what?”

Flynn smirked. “Oh yes, we did. Just as passionately as a newlywed couple should.”

He pretended to pout. “Why? Didn’t you like it?”

Rapunzel burst into laughter and kissed his chest. “Liked it? I loved it! No, that’s not even strong enough. I lived it. Last night was like...”

“Complete and utter bliss?” he offered with a knowing smile.

“Oh yes,” she whispered. “Like heaven.”

I never imagined it could be like that, she thought. So full of love, of surrender. Of belonging.

Their lips met again, and time seemed to pause. For how long, neither of them could say—because when you're newly in love, time is a concept that hardly matters.

Eventually, they rested again, limbs tangled, hearts content.

Flynn brushed his hand along her bare back, his voice soft with affection. “So, what do you want to do today, Mrs. Fitzherbert?”

I’ll never get tired of hearing that, he thought, his chest swelling with happiness. She’s not just Rapunzel anymore. She’s my Rapunzel.

“Mm?” she murmured, her smile lazy and full of bliss. “More of this, perhaps?”

She nestled her cheek against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat like it was music written just for her.

Flynn laughed. “Well, I don’t think I could leave this bed anyway as long as you’re in it.”

“Me neither,” she giggled.

“Then I guess we have to stay here. All day,” he said, wrapping his arms around her again, unable to stop smiling.

Their lips met again, slow and lingering.

“Can we also do what we did last night again?” she asked excitedly, eyes sparkling.

Flynn chuckled and stroked her cheek. “Oh, you don’t have to ask.”

I’ll never get enough of her, he thought. Not in a hundred lifetimes. Everything about her is wonder. Magic. Mine.

They made love again—this time even more tenderly. There was no rush, no urgency, only the deep, sacred rhythm of two hearts beating in perfect sync. Every glance, every caress, every kiss said, I love you, and I am yours.

This is what love is, Rapunzel thought. Not just the joy or the passion—but the safety, the trust, the way he looks at me like I’m everything he’s ever wanted. And I feel the same.

The rest of the day melted away. They stayed in bed, sharing stories, laughter, kisses, and dreams. They spoke of the future, whispered secrets, and rediscovered each other over and over again.

In that little inn room, nothing else existed. No kingdom, no responsibilities, no worries.

Just them.

Over the next few days, they barely left the bed at all. Wrapped in each other’s arms, they took their time loving, discovering, and cherishing one another with the passion of newlyweds and the tenderness of soulmates.

Every kiss feels like the first time, Rapunzel thought, eyes closed, her fingers laced with his. But deeper. Fuller. Like our hearts have memorized each other.

Flynn ran his hand through her short hair, studying the way she glowed in the soft morning light.

I’ve never been this happy in my life, he thought. And I’ve never had something I was this afraid to lose.

But on the fourth day, reality crept in. When they ran out of food, they had no choice but to leave the room.

Flynn, ever dramatic and smitten, carried Rapunzel into the nearest coffeeshop in the village. Both of them wore disguises once again. They took every opportunity to steal another kiss, giggling like teenagers.

“We really should stop now, my love,” Rapunzel giggled against his lips as she sat on his lap at their table. “We are in public now.”

“But how am I supposed to keep my lips off my wife?” Flynn chuckled, pressing a kiss to her temple.

I don’t care who sees us, he thought. I want the world to know she’s mine.

A waiter approached with a raised brow. “May I take the happy couple’s order now?”

They laughed sheepishly. “Oh, we’re so sorry! But you see, we are technically on our honeymoon...” Rapunzel said with an apologetic grin.

“And yet you’re here,” the waiter replied, amused. “Daring enough to come out in public?”

“Well, we ran out of food, and...” She shrugged.

“Ah, I see the problem. Let me guess—pancakes and coffee with extra sugar?”

“Yes! Perfect!” Rapunzel giggled.

When the food arrived, they fed each other bites, their eyes sparkling.

So this is what normal feels like, Rapunzel thought. Just love, laughter, and pancakes. And Eugene.

“I’ve never been so happy,” she sighed. “Well... except for when I brought you back to life.”

Flynn laughed, brushing hair from her face. “Me neither, my darling. I love you.”

“I love you too!” I don’t care if the world calls me a criminal, Flynn thought. As long as she looks at me like that... I’d run forever.

They leaned in again, whispering to each other and kissing between bites, lost in their little world—until...

“Have you heard the news about the princess?” a woman nearby asked her friend.

Rapunzel and Flynn froze mid-bite.

“Yes! Poor thing! They say she was kidnapped by that filthy criminal, Flynn Rider!”

“What?!” Rapunzel gasped, standing up abruptly. “That’s not true!” The whole café turned to look at her. Oh no... I shouldn’t have reacted like that, she thought. Now everyone’s staring...

She forced a nervous laugh. “I mean...what I heard was, he didn’t kidnap her! She ran away with him willingly! Because she loves him!”

“Yes, what a scandal,” the woman sniffed.

“Scandal?” Rapunzel echoed, her anxiety rising.

Flynn gently rubbed her arm. “Sweetheart... maybe it’s time to go.”

“But what do you mean?” Rapunzel pressed, turning back to the woman.

“I mean, what a poor girl! That disgusting man probably tricked her with false promises and she fell for it!”

“Leave him alone!” Rapunzel snapped. You don’t know him. You don’t know what we’ve been through, she thought. How dare you judge him?

“Honey, please,” Flynn urged, his voice low. “Let’s just go.”

“Why are you defending that criminal?” The woman asked. “He tricked a poor, innocent girl into throwing away her life to run away with him! And we all know what his intentions were!” She added with a look of disgust. “I know men like that. Players who promise little girls the world and then leave them the next morning! Only by then it’s too late!”

“Shut up! You don’t even know him!” Rapunzel shouted. I gave up a cage, not a life. I found freedom, not ruin.

Flynn tugged her arm. “Sweetheart, please—”

But she pulled away and stormed up to the women’s table.

“You listen to me! He didn’t trick her. He didn’t want her to give up anything for him—she chose to! Because she knows she can’t be happy without him! That life in the palace was suffocating! She loves him, and he loves her, and she’s finally free!”

“Well, I don’t know what you heard, you hopeless romantic, but the guards told us something quite different this morning.”

Flynn’s heart dropped. “Guards?” he echoed. No. No, no, no. Not now. Not already.

“What guards?” Rapunzel asked, eyes wide.

“Well, the king and queen’s guards arrived here this morning. They’re still searching the village.”

“They what?” Flynn jumped up, rushing to the window. Sure enough, royal guards were moving from door to door.

“Let’s get out of here!” he whispered. They threw a few coins on the table and bolted out the back.

As they crept down the street, a guard called out, “Hey, you! Wait a minute!”

They froze.

Think. THINK. Come on, Flynn, you’ve been in tighter spots than this!

The guard approached. “We’re looking for a princess and a criminal. Seen them?”

Flynn cleared his throat and switched to a heavy accent. “Scusa, ma non comprendo. Non siamo di qui. Siamo italiani, di Napoli.”

The guards blinked.

“Uh... what?”

“Okay, you’re free to go!” the other waved.

“What? But—”

“Come on, that can’t be them! As if Rider could speak Spanish!”

“Wasn’t that Italian?”

“Whatever!”

“Ciao!” Flynn waved cheerfully and pulled Rapunzel away.

Once out of earshot, Flynn sighed in relief. “Good thing you know Italian!” Rapunzel grinned.

“Yeah, or else we—” he stopped, horrified. “Oh no.”

They stared at a new wanted poster of himself hanging on a wall next to a lost poster of Rapunzel. He pulled his poster off and stared at it.

Flynn groaned. “Oh, sure! Now they get my nose right!” He buried his face in his hands.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have left my sketchbook in the room,” Rapunzel muttered.

“Oh, this is bad, this is very, very bad, this is really bad! They put both of my names on it! Now everybody knows my real name!” He covered his face again.

“Eugene, don’t we have bigger problems right now?” Rapunzel said, scanning the streets.

“This is a big problem! I don’t even remember what name I checked into the inn with!”

“You didn’t use ‘Enrico Ferrari’?”

“I was just... overwhelmed! I’d just married you! I might have slipped up!”

“Oh no!” Rapunzel gasped.

“Let’s go grab Pascal and Max and get out of here before anyone realizes I look exactly like the man on that poster!”

Our honeymoon is officially over, Flynn thought grimly.

They made their way toward the inn, but stopped in their tracks as royal guards entered the front door.

“Nope! Change of plan!” Flynn hissed, grabbing Rapunzel’s hand and pulling her toward the stables.

“Hey guys, I know it’s been a while!” Flynn said to Maximus and Pascal, frantically untying the reins.

He helped Rapunzel onto Max’s back, his heart pounding. Please don’t let them catch us. Not now. Not after all this.

“Long story short—guards are here. We gotta go!” He mounted behind her and Maximus galloped into the forest.

Rapunzel clung to him as the wind whipped around them.

I don’t know where we’re going, she thought, heart pounding. But as long as I’m with him, I know I’ll be okay.

Behind them, the village disappeared into the trees.

They rode all day, the forest blurring around them as Maximus carried them further from danger. Trees flew by, the sky darkened, and the ache in their muscles was dulled only by adrenaline and each other’s presence.

We’ll find a safe place soon, Flynn thought as he glanced over at Rapunzel, her arms wrapped tightly around him. Just one night—one night without running.

When night fell, they finally reached another small inn tucked on the edge of a sleepy town.

“Buongiorno!” Flynn greeted the innkeeper in a thick Italian accent. “My wife and I need a room for tonight.” He smiled and squeezed Rapunzel’s hand in his.

Okay. Play it cool. Smile. Accent. Don’t forget the accent, he reminded himself.

“Of course,” the innkeeper said. “I just need to see your marriage certificate first.”

Flynn’s fingers paused at his coat pocket. “Oh, sure.” He reached in and pulled out the certificate. Then froze.

“Wait! Why do you need to see it exactly?” he asked cautiously, scanning the man’s face.

“Because I won’t take in an unmarried couple.”

“No other reasons?” Flynn asked, trying not to let the tension show. Just say it. Say you haven’t seen the posters. Say you don’t know anything.

“What’s the matter, my love? Just show them our certificate.” Rapunzel gave him a reassuring smile. He’s always so worried. I wish I could ease that fear, just for a moment.

Flynn forced a laugh. “Right.” Then he leaned closer to the innkeeper. “Say, you haven’t heard any… interesting news lately, have you?”

The innkeeper’s wife appeared, arms crossed, lips tight. “You mean about the princess who ran off with that wanted man?”

Both Flynn and Rapunzel froze.

No, no, no—please, not again, Flynn thought, heart plummeting.

How do they already know?! Rapunzel’s mind raced. Is there nowhere safe?

“Yes,” the innkeeper added. “There was also a proclamation that said we need to check all guests for disguises.”

Rapunzel gasped. “That is such an invasion of privacy!”

Flynn gently rubbed her arm, trying to soothe her. She’s scared. But I can’t let her panic—if I panic, we’re done.

“To be fair,” the innkeeper continued, “I would’ve asked for the certificate anyway. Now, if you don’t mind...” He reached out.

“Um... I think... I think we forgot something outside...” Flynn stammered. The accent slipped away.

The innkeeper’s wife narrowed her eyes. “Whatever happened to your accent?”

“Um... it comes and goes...” Flynn laughed nervously. Great. Smooth, Rider. Real convincing.

The innkeeper squinted at them. “You know, I also heard that the princess often has a chameleon on her shoulder.”

All eyes turned to Pascal, who blinked, panicked, and immediately changed color.

Rapunzel let out a forced laugh and stroked Pascal. “Oh, what a funny coincidence!”

Pascal, you traitor! she thought desperately. We need to work on your disguise skills!

“Joe, go get some guards!” the innkeeper barked.

“No!” Rapunzel screamed, panic flaring in her chest.

“Let’s go!” Flynn grabbed her hand, but the innkeeper moved to block the door.

“Not so fast! You’re staying until the guards arrive, Your Highness. And this criminal will go to prison where he belongs!”

Rapunzel groaned. “Oh! That is so unfair! It’s my life, and it was my decision to run away!”

“I’m sure he made false promises, didn’t he?” the man sneered.

“No!” She shouted furiously. “It was my idea!”

“Still, he should never have gone along with it! Seriously, boy! How can you live with yourself knowing you took everything away from her?” He glared at Flynn.

Flynn looked down, guilt shadowing his face.

Did I? he wondered. Did I drag her into something she can’t escape from?

“Leave him alone!” Rapunzel snapped. “He hasn’t taken anything away from me! Instead, he gave me everything I ever wanted—freedom, love, happiness! He loves me, and I love him! Can’t you understand that?”

She pointed at the couple. “You’re married! Just imagine someone forcing you apart!”

“But running away—” the wife started.

“It was my idea! And I’m happy that way! Now get out of the way!”

“No! You are staying here until—”

“Alright, you left me no choice!” Rapunzel pulled out her trusty frying pan and, with a swift, decisive motion, knocked the innkeeper out cold.

The innkeeper’s wife gasped, her hands trembling. “What have you done?”

Rapunzel glared at her, furious. “It hurts, doesn’t it? Now imagine knowing that something much worse might happen to him when those guards show up. Can’t you understand? We love each other!” I’ve had enough of people thinking they know what’s best for me.

She grabbed Flynn’s hand, and together they ran out of the inn into the cool night.

If we keep running, maybe someday we’ll run into peace, she thought, chest burning, heart full.

They mounted Maximus again, and within seconds, disappeared into the darkness.

After riding for miles, hearts pounding, lungs aching, they finally stopped deep in the forest. The moonlight filtered through the leaves as Maximus pawed at the earth, exhausted.

Flynn dismounted and helped Rapunzel down gently. They collapsed against a mossy tree trunk, breathless and trembling.

That was too close, Flynn thought. Way too close. If we hadn’t acted fast...

“That was close!” Rapunzel exhaled, relieved, her breath fogging slightly in the cool forest air.

Flynn turned away, his shoulders heavy with frustration. “Perfect! Now we can’t even check into an inn anymore!” He sighed and rubbed his face with both hands. I can’t believe I let this happen. I should have known better. She deserves safety—not this.

“Hey, it’s not that bad,” Rapunzel said, reaching out and gently turning him to face her.

Flynn closed his eyes, his voice low. “I’m sorry, Rapunzel.”

“For what?”

“For all of this. This is all my fault. You deserve so much better than a life like this.” She could’ve been safe in a castle, sleeping in silk sheets. Not hiding in forests with a guy who has more bounty posters than clean shirts.

Rapunzel’s fingers gently brushed his cheek. “Hey, this is not your fault. And I don’t mind all this. Everything is fine for me as long as I’m with you!” I mean it. I’ve never felt more alive. I’ve never felt more me—even with the danger, even with the fear—because I’m finally free. And I have him.

Flynn took her hands in his, eyes full of doubt. “Rapunzel, this is not fair to you. And... they’re right. I did technically take you away from everything you had.” And every time someone reminds me of that, it’s like getting punched in the gut. I let her choose... but what if I shouldn’t have?

“No, you didn’t! It was my idea, my decision, and I don’t regret it one bit!” Rapunzel said fiercely. “Don’t listen to these people! They have no idea! They don’t even know us!” She touched his cheek again. “Listen, no matter how far we have to run away or how many disguises we have to wear, it will be alright because I’m with you. I love you, Eugene!” He needs to hear it. Really hear it. I chose him. I want this life. It’s messy and hard and terrifying sometimes, but it’s real. And it’s ours.

He smiled, a soft breath escaping his lips. “I love you too, Rapunzel. But life will be even harder from now on. We can’t even check into inns anymore.” Why does she still smile at me like that? Even now. Even when I’m offering her nothing but uncertainty.

“We will make it work,” she said confidently. “We just have to leave the kingdom completely and move to another village in a new kingdom where nobody knows us. Hey, maybe we could go to Italy since you like that country so much!”

“Oh, no,” Flynn laughed. “I can’t take you to a country where you don’t even know the language!”

“You could teach me.”

“Could you listen to me teach you a language without trying to kiss me all the time?” he teased with a sly smirk.

Rapunzel burst into laughter. “Probably not!” Then she grinned mischievously. “Then let’s just go to a neighbouring kingdom where they don’t know us, but we know the language.”

She’s already planning our escape like it’s an adventure. Like it’s an opportunity. Who is this incredible woman I married?

“And speaking of kissing, it’s been far too long since we last kissed each other, so come here!” she exclaimed excitedly, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Flynn wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss, holding her as if he could somehow shield her from the whole world. How does she still want me after all this? How did I get so damn lucky?

Rapunzel began to open his vest.

“What are you doing? We can’t do this here in the forest!”

“Sure, we can! It’s just us here, and we can tell Maximus and Pascal to keep the coast clear. Okay, guys?” She winked at Pascal and Maximus, who both turned away obediently.

I love how she says things like that so confidently, like the whole world just bends to her will. And maybe... maybe it does.

“Now come on!” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“But...”

“Come on! I want to love my husband tonight! And besides, it’s getting late. We should go to rest, and we always did that before going to sleep the last few days.”

I should be responsible... but she makes it so hard. And honestly? I want this too. I want her. I need this—we need this.

Flynn shrugged with a happy laugh and pulled her into another kiss, more heated than the last. If this is what danger brings us to—these nights under stars, wrapped in each other—I’ll run forever.

Then they made love beneath the trees, wrapped in each other like they were the only people in the world. The stars above blinked silently as if keeping their secret. Afterward, they lay curled together, limbs entwined, hearts beating in time.

This is all I need, Rapunzel thought as her eyes drifted closed. Just him. Always him.

No castle. No gold. Just her, Flynn thought as he kissed her forehead. She’s my home now.

The next morning, the sun filtered through the branches. Dew sparkled like tiny diamonds on the grass.

They rose, still aching from the ride but comforted by each other’s warmth. With Maximus ready and Pascal perched on Rapunzel’s shoulder once again, they mounted and continued their journey—toward freedom, toward a new life.

Wherever we’re going, Rapunzel thought, I know we’ll make it, because we’ll be together.

We may be fugitives, Flynn added silently, but with her beside me, I’ve never felt more free.

Chapter Text

Over the next weeks, Flynn and Rapunzel continued their journey, moving through forests and villages, always one step ahead of the guards. They slept under the stars, whispering dreams and promises into the night, loving each other passionately every evening.

One evening, after a long day of riding, they camped under the stars. Flynn watched Rapunzel twirl in the golden glow of the firelight, her laughter echoing through the trees. She looks like a flame herself. Wild. Beautiful. Unstoppable.

“Hey, beautiful!” he called affectionately.

“Come join me!” she laughed, waving him over with the kind of joy that made his heart ache.

Flynn stood, took her hand, and pulled her close. They twirled around the fire, giggling like children. After a few spins, they collapsed onto the grass, laughing breathlessly.

“I could dance with you forever,” she whispered, her eyes glowing with warmth. And I’d do it barefoot, in the dirt, under stars, forever—if it meant always having him.

“I could kiss you forever,” Flynn replied, brushing a lock of hair from her face before capturing her lips. If this moment could last a lifetime... I’d never need anything else.

“Then do it!” she laughed against his lips and deepened the kiss. They loved each other again, their bodies moving together like two puzzle pieces, perfectly matched. The world around them faded, leaving only the sound of their hearts beating in sync.

Here, in the middle of nowhere, I feel like I have the whole world.

His touch makes even the cold earth feel like home.

Another day, they stumbled upon a hidden grove deep in the forest—a secret paradise filled with blooming wildflowers and filtered sunlight.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Rapunzel whispered, twirling like a dream among the petals.

Flynn leaned against a tree, his eyes never leaving her. “Not as beautiful as you,” he said, walking forward. How does she keep taking my breath away like this? Every. Single. Time.

She blushed. “Stop it!”

“No, seriously,” he said as he drew her into his arms. “You light up every place you go. You’re like sunshine.” And even when the world chases us… she makes it all feel like a fairytale.

He leaned in and kissed her. The kiss deepened quickly as Rapunzel melted into him.

“Eugene,” she mumbled between kisses, “here? Someone might see us.”

Flynn smirked. “That’s the thrill of it, isn’t it?” Her giggle—that sound—it makes my heart race more than any chase ever has.

Rapunzel squealed with delight. “Yes! That makes it more exciting!” She pulled him back down into the grass and their kisses grew more urgent. Even when we have nothing, we have this. We have us. And that’s everything.

The world around them disappeared as they lost themselves in each other again.

Once on their travels, they found a crumbling cottage tucked deep into the woods. It wasn’t much, but it offered shelter. They lit a small fire and shared a simple meal.

After dinner, Rapunzel explored the dusty rooms, her curiosity undimmed. She found a bedroom with a modest bed in the corner.

“What do you think?” Flynn asked, appearing behind her.

“I think it’s cozy,” she smiled, sitting down on the edge.

In a flash, he was beside her, pulling her into his embrace. “How about we make ourselves a little more comfortable?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

Rapunzel laughed, letting herself fall into his kiss. He always knows how to turn a broken place into something magical.

They made love in the flickering firelight, Maximus and Pascal asleep in the next room. Afterwards, Flynn held her close, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her back.

“Oh, Rapunzel,” he murmured, “you are so beautiful. The most beautiful woman in the entire universe.”

Rapunzel giggled. “Really? Even with my messy hair?”

Flynn chuckled. “I am so sorry it’s messy, Rapunzel! But you know, I only had a mirror shard and like… one second to cut it, so…” Even when she teases, I can hear the affection in her voice. I’d relive that day a thousand times if it meant giving her freedom.

Rapunzel stroked his chest and giggled. “I only meant because it’s not combed right now. Don’t worry,” she snuggled closer. “I love my short hair!”

“Really?” he asked with genuine relief.

“Yes!” she smiled.

“Lucky for me! And you know, it doesn’t matter what hairstyle you have. You’ll always be the most beautiful woman in the entire universe to me. Always and forever.” Even if the whole world saw her differently, I’d still see the light in her.

“Oh, you’re so cute.” She kissed him again, and later, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, warm and safe in the ruins of what once was, but now belonged to them.

Another time, after a long day of travelling, they found a quiet, breathtaking spot by a river. Rapunzel pulled Flynn down to the riverbank. “This place… it’s perfect.”

“Not as perfect as you,” he whispered, brushing his thumb across her cheek. She still blushes like she doesn’t know the power she has over me.

They dipped their feet into the cool water, letting the peace of the moment wash over them. Rapunzel rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her waist.

They kissed deeply, the world still around them. Afterwards, they rested their foreheads together, breathing in sync.

“I wish we could stay like this forever,” she whispered.

“We’ll make as many moments like this as we can, I promise.” I don’t know how long we’ll run, but if I can give her these quiet joys, I’ll keep going forever.

She smiled softly. “You’re my forever, Eugene.”

He brushed her hair aside. “And you, Rapunzel, are my dream come true.”

As night fell, Flynn lay back on the grass, pulling her with him so she lay atop him, her head against his chest. They stared at the stars above.

“I used to dream about seeing the stars from outside my tower,” she whispered, tracing circles on his chest. “But now, it feels even more magical to see them with you.”

Flynn kissed her forehead and smiled. “You’ve always been the brightest star for me, Rapunzel.” She’s not just my light. She is the sky now.

“I never want this night to end,” she said softly.

“It doesn’t have to. With you, every moment is timeless.”

Flynn smiled, holding her close as they once again shared a passionate and deep love under the stars. I don’t know what tomorrow brings. But I know one thing for sure: I’ll face it all if I’m holding her.

Even the darkest nights are filled with light when I’m with him.

The next morning, as they packed up camp, Maximus and Pascal suddenly grew tense, staring into the distance.

“What’s the matter, guys?” Flynn asked, following their gaze.

Then he gasped. “Oh, no! There are guards!” No, not now. Not when we’ve come this far. Not when she's finally free.

“What?” Rapunzel shouted, horrified. My heart just stopped. They found us. How did they find us?!

“Let’s go!” Flynn scrambled to pack their things onto Maximus. As the guards closed in, one raised a crossbow and fired.

Thwack!

“Aah!” Flynn groaned, stumbling as the bolt struck his arm. Pain exploded through him. Damn it. Not now. Gotta stay on my feet. Gotta keep her safe.

“Eugene!” Rapunzel cried in horror, rushing to him.

“It’s ok! It’s nothing!” Flynn gasped, pushing her toward Maximus as blood began to soak through his sleeve.

He’s bleeding. He’s actually bleeding. No, no, no! This can’t happen again!

Behind them, one of the guards grabbed the crossbow from his comrade.

“What are you doing? The king and queen said to bring them both back alive!”

“Didn’t they say, ‘dead or alive’?”

“No! I’m pretty sure they said alive! Now let’s get them!”

Flynn, ignoring the burning pain, lifted Rapunzel onto Maximus and swung up behind her with a groan. The horse dashed into the woods with the guards close behind. Keep going. Just keep going. We’ll lose them. We have to lose them.

Please, please, let us outrun them. I can’t lose him. Not now. Not ever.

Eventually, they reached a cave and slipped inside, breathless and hidden from sight. The sound of hooves thundered past them. Once it was silent, Flynn exhaled deeply.

“Now that was really close.”

“Oh, Eugene!” Rapunzel cried, reaching for his arm. He quickly covered the wound with his hand.

“It’s ok! Just a little scratch.” She looks terrified. I can’t let her spiral. Not again.

This isn’t a scratch! He’s bleeding so much! Why is he always risking himself for me?! Rapunzel instinctively took his hand and placed it on her hair.

“Flower, gleam and glow. Let your power shine. Make the clock…”

“Rapunzel, what are you doing?” Flynn asked, gently pulling his hand away.

She blinked, realization crashing over her. “Oh… right. No more magical healing powers.” Her voice cracked. I forgot. I forgot again. I can’t help him like I used to. What can I do?

“It’s ok. It doesn’t even hurt.” He reached up and caressed her cheek, wiping away a tear.

She caught his hand. “Wait! Maybe the tear will work again!” She dabbed one onto the wound.

“Ouch! Your tears are a little salty.” Flynn teased, flashing a crooked smile despite the sting. She’s still trying everything. That’s who she is. And I love her for it.

“I’m so sorry. I just want to see if it works.” Rapunzel began to sing again, desperate. “Heal what has been hurt…”

Flynn gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “I don’t think that works. Hey—really—it’s ok, sweetheart. Just a scratch.”

Rapunzel stared at his arm. “But it’s bleeding so much!” How is he so calm? I can barely breathe!

“I’m going to be fine, really.”

“Really?” Her voice shook. “Are you gonna make it? Please, don’t leave me again!” She cupped his face, brushing back his hair with trembling fingers. I’ve already lost him once. I couldn’t survive it a second time. I can’t.

Flynn cradled her cheeks. “Yes, of course. Just my arm. As long as it’s not in my shoulder, or chest, or stomach, I’m good.” He wrapped his arms around her, stroking her back. She’s falling apart. But I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.

Rapunzel clung to him and began to sob. Please don’t make me say goodbye again. Please stay with me.

“Shhh. It’s ok. I’m ok.” He rested his forehead against hers and kissed her softly.

Her breathing calmed, but her eyes stayed locked on his wound. He keeps saying it’s nothing. But I see the pain in his eyes. Why does he always downplay it? Because of me? Because he knows I’m falling apart?

“But… it’s still bleeding! You need a doctor!”

“No, really, I’m alright. I’ll just use my extra shirt to bandage it.”

Rapunzel looked anxiously toward the mouth of the cave. “I think they’re gone now. We need to go to a village and find you a doctor!”

“No, I don’t need a doctor!” Flynn insisted.

“But you at least need rest—in a proper bed!” She pulled out their disguises. “We’ll go to an inn!”

“No, we can’t! They’ll ask for our marriage certificate—and when they see it, they’ll know our real names!”

Rapunzel groaned. “Oh, then give it to me! I’ll make a copy with our new names!” She grabbed paper and began to forge it. I don’t care what it takes. I’m not letting him suffer. Not again.

“And how will you copy the seal?”

“I’ll just draw it. I’m sure they won’t look too closely!”

Why do I feel like this will actually work? Because she believes it will. “But Rapunzel—”

“No, it’s done! Now we’ll go to the inn, and you’ll rest!” She gently took his arm and pulled him up.

She’s so stubborn when she’s scared. But it’s the kind of stubborn that saves lives. Flynn sighed and nodded. They got on Maximus and rode to the nearest village.

At the inn, Rapunzel rushed to the innkeeper. “Good evening! I need a room for my husband and me—it’s urgent, he’s hurt!”

“I just need to see your marriage certificate,” the innkeeper said.

Rapunzel handed him the forged document, heart racing. Please just take it. Please don’t notice…

The innkeeper glanced at the seal, nodded, and handed her a key. “Room 14.”

Rapunzel exhaled in relief. They hurried upstairs.

Inside, she gently washed his wound and wrapped it with a bandage. Her hands trembled slightly.

“Oh, I wish I could heal that.”

“That’s not necessary. Like I said, just a scratch. And it’s not good to use magic on little things anyway.”

“Does it hurt much?” she asked softly, eyes filled with worry.

“Not as much as it hurts to see you hurt over it,” Flynn replied with a smile. Her love is fiercer than any pain.

“You really need to rest. Try to go to sleep now.” She helped him lie down on the bed.

“I am fine, my darling.” He pulled her close, and she laid her head on his chest. I can hear his heart. It’s strong. He’s still here. Still alive. But for how long if this keeps happening?

Flynn kissed her passionately. “Do you want to do what we usually do in the evening?”

“Not tonight,” she whispered. “Your arm and body need rest. Just try to sleep.” How can I even think about anything else? I almost lost you again.

“Okay. Good night. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

A little later, they both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms. But it wasn’t long before Rapunzel woke with a scream, her entire body trembling.

“No! No!” she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Rapunzel?” Flynn jolted awake and immediately pulled her close. “What is it?”

“Oh, Eugene!” she sobbed, burying her face against his chest. Not again. Not this nightmare. Please, let it go away.

“Shh, it’s ok! I’m here!” He rubbed soothing circles on her back as she shook against him. God, she’s shaking like a leaf. That dream again… It haunts her more than I ever realized. “Oh, my darling. Was it a bad dream?”

“Oh, Eugene… she stabbed you… so much blood… and then…” Rapunzel’s voice broke, her cries muffled against his heartbeat.

Flynn held her tighter, his own chest aching for her. He rubbed her back as if trying to erase the nightmare. “Shh… it’s ok. Everything is fine now. I’m alright. You saved me, remember?”

“Yes.” She lifted her tear-streaked face and rested her forehead against his. “I think… I think seeing all that blood today—it brought it all back. Oh, my Eugene…” She touched his cheek and kissed him deeply, desperately, as if trying to hold on to him with every breath. I need to feel him. To know he’s really here. That he’s warm. Alive. Mine.

When they pulled back, Rapunzel was still crying. Flynn gently brushed her tears away.

“Oh, I can’t take it anymore! I’m so scared—no, terrified!”

“Rapunzel, it’s ok. It’s in the past. It was just a nightmare.” He kissed her forehead, gently stroking her cheek. “I’m alright. I’m not going anywhere. We’re together. Everything’s fine.” She needs to know I’m hers. That nothing—not fear, not danger, not even death—is going to take me from her again.

“But for how long?” she whispered, voice shaking. “What if next time it’s not your arm, but your chest… or stomach… or worse? And now I don’t have the power to heal! I wouldn’t be able to save you!” Her voice cracked. “I can’t go through that again! Eugene, I can’t lose you again! I can’t live without you!”

Flynn cupped her face, his thumb brushing her cheek gently.

“Rapunzel, we’re going to be okay. We just have to be careful. Wear disguises. Keep a low profile.”

“But they’re still after us! Always! We’re living in fear!” Her voice rose in panic.

Flynn sighed, his fingers soft against her skin. “Do you… want to return to the kingdom?”

“No! Never!” she shouted. “We are not going back! Ever! I can’t! We can’t! If we did, they’d lock you up—or worse!” Her breathing grew ragged again.

“Maybe they wouldn’t be that strict…” he said gently, though even he didn’t fully believe it.

“No!” she said again, voice firm. “I won’t risk it. Ever. We have to leave this kingdom altogether. We’ll find a place where no one knows us. Somewhere far away. And then—then we’ll finally be safe.” I don’t care where we are, as long as we’re free… as long as I have him.

Flynn smiled softly and caressed her cheek. “Alright. If that’s what you want, then that’s what we’ll do. There’s a kingdom not far from here… maybe it’ll be better there.”

“Yes… hopefully.”

He leaned in and kissed her brow. “Don’t think about it anymore. Right now, we’re safe. I’m here. I’m yours.” He looked into her eyes with unshakable tenderness. “I love you, my Rapunzel. More than anything. Even more than my own life.” She is my home. My light. If I lost her, I’d lose everything worth living for.

She smiled through her tears. “I love you more.”

“Then I love you the most,” he grinned.

“And I you too.” She laughed softly, finally feeling warmth return to her chest.

He kissed her again—slow and deep—and she melted into him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to the only place in the world where she felt truly safe. Every time he kisses me, I remember what it means to breathe.

As they lay down, still kissing, Rapunzel’s hands slid beneath the hem of his shirt, fingertips dancing across his skin.

“Do you want to?” he asked against her lips, voice low and tender.

“Is it ok with your arm?” she asked, concern flickering in her eyes.

“Of course.” He grinned playfully. “Nothing could stop me from loving you.”

“Then yes,” she whispered with a giggle. He’s hurt, but still he smiles for me. Still he chooses me. He’s my everything.

Even broken, even bleeding—I’d give her every part of me. Always.

They made love again, slowly, tenderly. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, not driven by urgency, but by deep, unwavering connection. Each kiss, each touch, was a promise whispered into the night.

The room filled with soft sighs and breathless laughter, the kind only lovers share when they know every scar and still adore one another more for it.

Afterward, they lay together, tangled and quiet, their hearts beating in sync. Flynn held her close, his injured arm forgotten. This… this is peace. Not the absence of fear—but the presence of love stronger than it.

I don’t care where we run, what we lose, or what we leave behind—as long as I have this.

They kissed once more, and then, wrapped in each other’s arms, they finally drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Rapunzel gently stirred awake and smiled up at Flynn. “Good morning, my handsome husband.” She leaned in and kissed his cheek, her heart swelling at the sight of him sleeping peacefully beside her. He’s here. He’s alive. Thank the stars. I never want to wake up without this moment again.

Flynn slowly opened his eyes and returned her smile dreamily. “Good morning, my beautiful wife.” They kissed, slowly deepening it with affection and longing. “Are you okay, my darling? Did you dream better this time?”

She nodded, though a small yawn escaped her lips. “Yes, I’m alright now, just a little tired.” Her eyes drifted to his injured arm, worry quickly replacing the calm. “How is your arm?”

Flynn bent it slightly, testing it. “It’s fine, really. It’s just a scratch.” But she kept staring at it, her lips pressed into a thin line. He could see the concern swimming in her eyes. He reached out, gently caressing her back and running his fingers through her short hair. She looks at me like I’m still on the verge of dying. How can I make her believe I’m really okay?

Rapunzel snuggled into his chest again, listening to his heartbeat as if its rhythm alone could protect her from her fears. She absentmindedly began to rub slow circles on his bare chest.

“Eugene?” she asked softly.

“Yes, my sweetheart?”

“Can you promise me something?”

“Anything.”

“Please don’t ever leave me again.”

Flynn’s heart clenched. He wrapped both arms around her and kissed her hair.

“I won’t,” he whispered. “I’ll always stay with you.” Even if the world turned upside down, I would find my way back to her. I swear it.

She sighed, tears threatening again. “I’m still so... haunted by that horrible day. By almost losing you. I mean, you were… you were...”

“I’m alright now, my darling. Everything’s fine.” He cupped her cheek, his voice filled with regret. “I’m so sorry that you had to go through something like that. I never wanted to leave you, but you left me no choice. I couldn’t let you sacrifice yourself for me. I would have rather died.”

“Why?” she whispered.

“Because I love you.”

“Maybe you love me a little too much.”

He laughed quietly, lovingly. “I love you exactly the way any husband should love his wife. And besides, you loved me too much too. You were willing to throw away your whole life just to save me.”

She rested her forehead against his, tears finally falling freely. “Well, how was I supposed to keep living knowing the man I loved died… because of me?” I would never have forgiven myself. Not in a thousand lifetimes.

He gently stroked her cheek. “And how was I supposed to live knowing the woman I loved was locked away forever… because of me?” He pulled her tighter into his arms. “It was a horrible situation, but it’s over now. We’re together. We’re safe. We just need to focus on that.” We both broke for each other. But somehow… we survived. Now we build.

She let out another breath. “It’s just… I’m terrified it could happen again.”

He hugged her tighter, his own chest tightening. “It won’t happen again.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I promise,” he said, locking eyes with her. “I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure it won’t happen again. I will be extra careful, for you.”

She finally smiled. “Oh yes, you will.” She looked up at him playfully. “And I hope you know that today you’re staying in bed all day to rest. You lost so much blood!”

He smirked. “Well, if my wife is staying in bed with me, then I’ll rest as much as you want.” She’s bossy when she’s worried. I kind of love it.

She giggled. “Oh, I’d love to, but I need to get some supplies—more food, fresh bandages… and you still need to see a doctor.”

Flynn groaned. “No, it’s not necessary. Besides, what if the doctor recognizes me from the wanted posters?” I hate seeing her worry. But if I go outside, I could be recognized. Then we both lose everything.

“And what if your wound gets infected? Or if it’s too deep and needs stitches?”

He saw the look in her eyes—firm, unmovable, full of love. He smiled softly, surrendering. “Alright, alright. If it’ll calm you, I’ll let you find a doctor.”

She beamed and kissed his cheek. “Thank you.” He always listens… even when he pretends to grumble. He does it all for me.

“Now rest while I go.”

“Then let’s go,” he said, beginning to sit up, but she immediately stopped him.

“No, you’re staying here and resting yourself!”

“But I would miss you way too much! We haven’t been apart this long since we ran away.”

She giggled. “I promise, I’ll hurry. Okay?” She pressed a lingering kiss to his lips, her fingers brushing the side of his face. Leaving him, even for a little while, feels like leaving my heart behind.

“Alright,” he said softly. “But I’ll be counting every second.”

She got dressed in her disguise and tied her cloak. “And I’ll send Pascal up to you, so you won’t be too lonely.”

He laughed. “But I can’t snuggle with Pascal.”

“Well, I should hope not! You’re only allowed to snuggle with me!”

They both laughed. She kissed him again, then turned toward the door.

“I’ll be back as soon as possible, okay? Bye, my love.”

“Bye, my sunshine.”

She paused in the doorway, turning back one last time to look at him before slipping out. Please let everything go smoothly. I need to be strong—for both of us.

Flynn watched the door close and sighed, lying back against the pillow. She’s out there, alone. I know she’s smart. Strong. But I hate not being beside her. I hate that she has to carry this weight.

After a moment, Pascal popped his head up and hopped onto the bed beside him.

Flynn smirked. “Well, Pascal… guess it’s just us for now.”

Pascal blinked slowly.

Yeah, buddy. I miss her too.

Meanwhile, Rapunzel hurried through the early morning streets, her hood drawn low as she made her way to the market, determination in her stride. Stay focused. Get what we need. Then straight back to him. He needs me.

She purchased fresh bread, fruit, some bandages, and eyed a nearby clinic with hesitation. For him. Even if I’m afraid. I have to find help. He’s worth every risk.

But when Rapunzel went to look for a doctor, a flash of parchment on a nearby wall caught her eye—a wanted poster of Flynn. Her heart lurched. Again?! Why are these still everywhere? Haven’t we suffered enough?

With a frustrated glare, she tore it down and shredded it, the pieces fluttering to the ground like bitter confetti. Her jaw clenched with growing fury. Determined, she marched to the next street, yanking every poster she could find from walls and posts, tearing them all.

Suddenly, a small voice piped up beside her.

“What are you doing there?”

Rapunzel spun around, startled. A little girl stood nearby, watching her curiously.

“Why are you ripping those posters of that evil man?”

Rapunzel gasped, her eyes flashing indignantly. “He’s not an evil man! You take that back!” How dare she say that about Eugene? She doesn’t know him at all!

The girl’s eyes widened. “But he kidnapped the princess!”

“He didn’t kidnap her! She ran away with him! They eloped! And it was her choice! That wanted poster is a lie!”

“He shouldn’t have...”

“It was her idea! He didn’t even want to, but she insisted! And she is happy that way!”

“But her parents probably miss her a lot!”

“Maybe, but they have no one to blame for that but themselves! They pushed her away! If they had just accepted her love, then she wouldn’t have run away!” Why is it so hard for people to understand? I didn’t run away because I was brainwashed—I ran toward freedom. Toward love.

“So… it really is that evil man’s fault?”

“No! Stop saying that! He is not evil! He is kind and gentle and sweet and good and…” She looked back at the ripped poster, her anger melting into soft affection. “And so, so wonderful…” she whispered, sighing dreamily.

The girl tilted her head and stared at her. “Are you… perhaps the princess?”

Rapunzel froze, panic rising in her throat. Oh no. No, no, no! I blew it. I completely blew it.

She forced a laugh. “What? Where did you get an idea like that? Seriously, where?”

“Well, it’s kinda suspicious how you reacted… and your hair looks like a wig.” The girl smiled innocently.

“It does?” she asked, her voice suddenly trembling.

“It sure does.”

Rapunzel sighed, then knelt down to the child’s level. Her voice softened with desperation. “Listen, little one. Please, don’t tell anyone. I beg you.”

“Why did you do that? Why did you run away like that?”

“Well, first of all… because life as a princess was horrible, I’m telling you! And secondly—because it was the only way to be with him. And I can’t live without him. I love him. You might not understand now, but… I’m sure you’ll understand when you’re older.” Please understand. Please keep my secret. You’re just a kid, but right now you’re holding my whole world in your hands.

“How old are you?”

“Well… eighteen years and almost six months.”

“Wow, it’s gonna be a long time before I reach that age!”

Rapunzel laughed softly. “Please… just don’t tell anyone you saw me, okay? I am happy like this, and if they catch us, I’ll be miserable for the rest of my life.”

The girl nodded slowly. “Okay. I won’t.”

Relieved, Rapunzel squeezed her tiny hand. “Thank you! You’re a wonderful friend.”

The girl grinned and waved. “Goodbye, Princess!” she called loudly as she ran off.

“Not so loud!” Rapunzel hissed in a whisper, heart pounding in her chest. She looked around nervously and hurried back to the inn. Please don’t let anyone have heard. Please, let this be okay.

Flynn embraced her the moment she stepped into the room.

“Ah! You’re finally back! I missed you so much, my darling! You were gone way too long!” He leaned in to kiss her.

She quickly kissed him, then pulled back, her face pale.

“What’s the matter, sunshine?” he asked, concerned.

“Oh, Eugene… I’m not sure if I messed up.”

His brow furrowed. “What happened?”

“I didn’t get you a doctor.”

“That’s not so bad. I told you, it’s just a scratch.”

“And secondly… a child recognized me.”

His eyes widened. “What? How did that happen?”

“Oh, I might have acted a little too suspiciously. I couldn’t help it—I was collecting all those wanted posters of you and that child said horrible things about you, so I just… lost it. I hate that people talk bad about you!” Why do they always see the thief and not the man I love? They have no idea who he really is.

Flynn gave a small, amused smile. “That’s sweet, Rapunzel. But you know, I couldn’t care less about that. I mean, almost everyone I know talks bad about me!”

“What? Oh, those horrible people! How dare they?”

He chuckled. “Well, I have given them lots of reasons. I was kind of a jerk before. I was chasing that ridiculous dream of being like the real Flynn Rider. You turned me into a better man.” She changed everything. Not by trying to fix me—but by loving me.

Rapunzel hugged him tightly. “Oh, deep down you were always a good person. I just helped you realize that. But… what do we do now? Do you think we’re safe? She promised not to tell, but…”

“Too risky. Children let things slip all the time. We should go now!”

“Now? Oh no! You need to rest!”

“I’m fine, really.”

“But your arm! You should rest, in a normal bed!”

“It’s too dangerous to stay.” He began gathering their things. “We’re not far from the next kingdom. If we hurry, we could be there by tomorrow.” She’s right—I need rest. But we can’t afford to wait. One wrong word from that kid and the guards could be here by nightfall.

Reluctantly, she helped him pack. Soon, both were in their disguises. As they prepared to leave, Flynn muttered, “Maybe we should’ve thought about new disguises sooner. That innkeeper recognizing us… maybe that’s why the guards found us.”

Rapunzel giggled, trying to ease the tension. “New disguises?”

“Yeah. Different wigs. And maybe…” He rubbed his jaw. “I’ll grow a full beard. What do you think?”

She smiled. “I think you’d look just as handsome.”

She could say that if I were missing an ear and covered in mud, and I’d still believe her. He smiled. “Alright, I’ll take your word for it.”

They hurried to the stables and began packing onto Maximus.

“I was also thinking…” Flynn started, voice lower, “Not that I don’t want you here, Max, but maybe we should let you return to the kingdom. It’s not fair to you—and the guards know you. It would be safer if—”

“No! Maximus is staying with us!” Rapunzel interrupted fiercely. “He doesn’t mind being on the run, and we will make it somewhere else. Just have faith!”

Flynn sighed and gave in with a smile. “Alright. I don’t want to send a friend away. Sorry for suggesting it, Max. So… let’s go.”

He mounted behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist as Maximus trotted forward. The sun was beginning to set behind them, casting long shadows down the road ahead. No matter how dark the road gets, as long as she’s beside me, I’ll keep riding forward.

Wherever we end up… as long as we’re together, it will be home.

And with that, they rode off toward uncertain safety, hearts still pounding but hands tightly held.

They quickly bought another pair of wigs and a few more supplies, slipping quietly out of the village. The tension of possible recognition still lingered, but they said nothing about it. They simply rode—fast and focused—all through the day, heading toward the distant borders of the other kingdom.

As the sky darkened into dusk, they found a cave tucked behind a thicket of pine and decided to spend the night there. The air was cool, and the stars were just beginning to peek through the fading blue.

“At this rate,” Flynn said, lighting a small fire, “we’ll probably reach the other kingdom tomorrow. Hopefully then… it’ll be easier.” He smiled at her, weary but hopeful.

Rapunzel said nothing at first. Instead, she leaned gently against his chest, her hand resting softly on her stomach, and let out a quiet sigh. Tomorrow. A new kingdom. A new chance. But will it ever really be safe?

Flynn looked down, instantly noticing the subtle strain in her face. “Are you okay?” he asked, his tone filled with concern.

Rapunzel gave him a small smile. “I’m fine, Eugene. Just… tired, I think. But it’s been like that the whole day. And I also… kind of feel nauseous.”

Flynn wrapped his arms around her, holding her a little tighter. She’s been pushing herself too hard. I should’ve noticed sooner. She always acts strong… even when she shouldn’t have to. “Tired? Nauseous? Maybe you’re the one who should rest a little longer before we move on,” he murmured, brushing his hand through her hair gently. “You’ve been through so much.”

Rapunzel hesitated. Her heart began to race as she felt the truth beginning to surface—the words she hadn’t dared say until now.

“Eugene… I think there’s something else. Something… wonderful. I don’t think it’s just exhaustion. There’s also the fact that I… well… I’m late.”

He blinked. “Late?”

“Well… my… bleeding is late.”

Flynn stared at her for a moment, stunned. Then his gaze dropped to her hand on her stomach, then back to her softly glowing expression. Wait. She doesn’t mean…

“Rapunzel… are you saying…?”

She nodded, eyes shining with tears. “I think… I might be pregnant.”

His mouth parted in disbelief. “Pregnant?” he whispered. Then a slow, unstoppable smile spread across his face. “Rapunzel… we’re going to have a baby?”

She laughed through her tears. “Yes, Eugene. I think we’re going to have a baby.” A baby... our baby. I never imagined this kind of happiness was even possible. But it’s real. It’s happening.

Flynn stood suddenly and scooped her into his arms, spinning her carefully.

“I… I can’t believe it! A baby! Rapunzel, this is… incredible!”

“Whoa! Stop! Your arm!” she yelped.

“My arm is fine! Oh, Rapunzel, this is so wonderful!” A baby. I’m going to be a father. I don’t deserve this—this joy, this miracle—but I swear, I’ll protect it with everything I have.

He gently set her down, then cupped her face and kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her lips in a kiss full of awe and devotion.

“So… you’re happy?” she whispered against his mouth.

“Of course! I’m more than happy!” He kissed her again, then whispered into her hair, “Oh, Rapunzel… you… you’re going to be the best mother.”

Rapunzel rested her forehead against his, tears still clinging to her lashes. “And you… are going to be the most amazing father.” I don’t care where we are. I don’t care what danger we face. I have him, and soon… we’ll have our child. And that makes every risk worth it.

They both laughed, breathless with wonder, before falling into another kiss, deeper and sweeter than before.

Flynn grew serious for a moment, his protective instincts already flaring. He hugged her tightly and whispered, “We’ll need to be extra careful now. You and the baby… I’ll make sure both of you are safe, no matter what.”

She placed her hand over his. “I know, Eugene. I trust you. But… I don’t want to live in fear. I want us to enjoy this. No matter where we are.” This joy… it deserves to be felt, not hidden away.

Flynn nodded slowly. “You’re right. We’ll take things one day at a time, just like we always have.” He smiled gently, brushing a few strands of hair from her face. “And we’ll find a safe place in the other kingdom. Somewhere the three of us can live in peace.”

They shared a long, lingering kiss—full of love, commitment, and something new: the beginnings of family.

Flynn held her close, his hand resting tenderly over her stomach, already feeling connected to the tiny life inside her. Rapunzel, wrapped in his arms, let sleep take her, her heart full and her dreams for once, hopeful.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be ready. Because now I have something even more worth fighting for.

The next day, they continued their journey toward the other kingdom—no longer just fugitives, but future parents with a dream worth protecting.

Chapter Text

After reaching the neighbouring kingdom, Flynn and Rapunzel finally found a peaceful little village nestled between green hills, far away from the chaos they’d fled.

“What do you think, my darling?” Flynn asked as they arrived at the edge of the quiet town.

“I think we could stay here, for a while.” She smiled at him, her eyes warm with hope. It’s not a castle, it’s not a tower, but somehow… it already feels like home.

“Hopefully it will be easier in this kingdom,” he said, glancing around. “This village seems like the perfect place to blend in, where no one would recognize us as fugitives.”

“I hope so,” Rapunzel said softly.

Please, let this be a place where we’re not looking over our shoulders. Just long enough to breathe. Just long enough to dream.

“It will surely be easier, now that we’re out of your parents’ territory. How about we rent a small cottage here? And I’ll find work. It’s time we earned more money. We don’t have that much left. Maybe I could work as a carpenter or a handyman.”

Rapunzel smirked playfully. “You as a carpenter?”

“Well, I could learn to do it,” he grinned. “But I’d do any work, no matter what it is, as long as I can take care of you and our baby.” I never thought I’d say this… but I want to build something lasting. Not just for me. For us. For the little life growing inside her.

He pulled her gently into his arms, placing a hand over her stomach. She laid her hand over his and leaned in to kiss him deeply, her fingers lacing behind his neck. Every kiss from him reminds me: I chose this. I chose him. And I’d do it again. A thousand times over.

“As long as I’m with you,” she whispered against his lips, “I will be happy anywhere.” She rested her forehead on his, their noses brushing.

In the weeks that followed, they rented a small cottage at the edge of the village. It had creaky floorboards, ivy curling around the windows, and a view of the hills that turned gold in the mornings. It was perfect.

Still in disguise and using false names, they built a new life. Flynn took on every job he could find—repairing fences, carrying crates, fixing roofs. He came home every day smelling like woodsmoke and sawdust, and every time, Rapunzel would throw her arms around him as if he’d been gone a week.

I used to chase gold, fame, freedom. Now I chase the smile she gives me when I come through the door.

While he worked, Rapunzel filled her days with painting and discovery. She wandered through the village with Pascal on her shoulder, painted murals for the school and orphanage, and played with the children until they laughed uncontrollably. I spent so long locked away from the world. Now I get to live in it—and shape it—with color, kindness, and love.

Each night, when Flynn returned, they fell into each other’s arms, laughter and kisses flowing like breath. One morning, as they lay tangled in the sheets, Rapunzel ran her fingers along his jaw, now rough with his growing beard.

“Eugene,” she said teasingly, “I’m starting to like your new look.”

He chuckled. “Oh, really? Do you think I look handsome like this?”

“Definitely. You look like a dashing adventurer on a quest.”

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, smirking. “Well, I’d say I’m on the best quest of my life right now.” She still makes me feel like I’m the hero of some grand story. But the real adventure… is waking up beside her every morning.

Their laughter echoed softly through the room. Rapunzel leaned in, planting gentle kisses along his cheek, giggling at the feel of his stubble on her lips. He met her kiss with one of his own—hungry and tender, as if no number of kisses could ever be enough.

Their hands roamed freely, learning each other anew each time. Her skin soft and warm, his touch firm yet reverent. The friction of his beard was something new—and thrilling.

Even the way he kisses has changed. It’s deeper now. Slower. Like he’s memorizing me. As if each time could be the last.

Flynn groaned softly as she giggled beneath him, her laughter like a spark in his chest. He kissed the hollow of her neck, the corner of her smile, her shoulder—every place he could reach.

In the quiet moments, between playful touches and whispered kisses, they talked about the future. Their hopes, their fears, their dreams for their child. He loved hearing her wild stories—some true, some imagined—and watching her eyes dance with every tale. She’s not just my love. She’s my whole world. And soon, she’ll be our baby’s world too.

“You know,” he said one evening with a mischievous grin, “I think I’m going to let this beard grow out longer. Just to see how you react.”

Rapunzel gasped in exaggerated horror. “You can’t! What if it turns into a wild bush?”

He laughed, drawing her closer. “Then I guess you’ll just have to help me groom it.”

“Deal!” she said gleefully. “But only if you promise to keep it soft.”

Their lips met again, melting into each other as the night wrapped around them. The candle flickered low. Their bodies tangled together beneath the covers, heat and love shared between sighs and soft whispers.

As his stubble brushed her cheek, she felt a sudden surge of emotion—joy, gratitude, something beyond words. I never imagined life could feel like this. So real. So full. So… ours. “Eugene,” she whispered between kisses, “I never want this to end.”

“Neither do I, Rapunzel,” he murmured against her lips. “You’re my forever.” For the first time in my life, I’m not running from anything. I’m running toward something. Toward her. Toward our future.

Wrapped in each other’s arms, hearts pressed close and love anchoring them like roots in the earth, they fell asleep with whispers of forever still lingering in the quiet night.

“I love you, Rapunzel,” he said one last time, his voice thick with emotion.

“And I love you more than words can express,” she replied softly, eyes drifting closed.

And in their small cottage tucked between hills, their new life—quiet, brave, and full of love—continued to grow.

They had lived in peaceful bliss for about a month—hidden in plain sight, building a fragile kind of happiness—until one fateful day.

Flynn was repairing a fence for a man in the village, the warm afternoon sun on his back, his thoughts drifting toward what Rapunzel might be painting today.

“You know,” the man said casually, watching him work, “I can’t help but feel like I know you from somewhere. You seem so familiar.”

Flynn froze, heartbeat stuttering. He brushed the hair from his wig deeper into his face, hiding one eye. No. Not here. Not now. Please don’t say it.

“Oh, that can’t be,” he said quickly. “My wife and I only moved here a few weeks ago.”

The man continued to stare. “But you still seem familiar.”

Flynn forced a grin. “I think the fence is done! I should get going.”

“Wait,” the man said, suddenly harsh. Flynn turned around slowly. The man stared at him with narrowed eyes, then reached into his coat. “You know, I visit the neighbouring kingdom often—I’ve got friends there. They told me an interesting story about a princess who ran away with a criminal.” He pulled out a wanted poster. Flynn’s heart dropped.

His own face stared back at him in black ink. Damn it. I knew this wouldn’t last. We were so careful. But it’s never enough, is it?

“And I have to say,” the man continued, “you bear a striking resemblance to this guy.”

Flynn swallowed. “I…I can explain—”

“Don’t you even feel a little bit bad about taking her away from her kingdom?”

“But she wanted to—”

“So, now you’re blaming her?”

“No! Of course not!” Flynn's voice cracked with urgency. “They wanted to force her into an arranged marriage…”

“So, you did it because you’re jealous?”

“What? No! I just… I wanted her to be happy.” I’d never take from her. I only ever tried to give. Maybe not the perfect life… but a life she chose.

“Don’t you think she’d be happier in her kingdom? With her friends, her parents, her people?”

Flynn looked down, shame rising in his throat like bile. “But… she wanted it that way. And I wanted to give her what she wanted because… because I love her,” he whispered.

The man exhaled. “How about you stop thinking about what she wants… and start thinking about what she needs?”

What if he’s right? What if loving her means letting her go?

“Are you… gonna tell the guards?” he asked quietly.

“I think I’ll leave the decision to return up to you. But think about what I said,” the man replied, and disappeared into his house.

Flynn stood frozen, haunted. Then he turned and walked briskly away.

He found a market stall selling scarves and spectacles. Within minutes, he’d altered his look again—new clothes, a trimmed wig, wire-rimmed glasses. Anything to buy a little more time.

He spotted Rapunzel painting with children in the square. For a moment, he just stood there, watching her laugh with them, flecks of paint on her cheeks. Her joy was real. And fragile.

Look at her. She fits into the world like sunlight through stained glass. And I keep dragging her into shadows.

“Hey, sweetheart…” Flynn said softly, touching her shoulder.

Rapunzel spun and—without recognizing him—punched him hard in the stomach. Flynn doubled over, groaning.

“How dare you, stranger?” she snapped, startled.

He pulled the glasses down. “It’s me—”

She gasped. “Oh my gosh! I am so sorry, my love!” Her face crumpled with guilt as she knelt beside him, gently cupping his face.

Of course she didn’t recognize me. I barely recognize myself anymore.

“It’s okay,” he mumbled, catching his breath.

“I didn’t recognize you,” she said, flinging her arms around him. Then she turned to the children with an awkward smile. “Hey, kids, this is my husband… Enrico.”

“Why did you hit your husband?” a little girl asked innocently.

Rapunzel laughed nervously. “Oh, that was an accident! He just… got a new haircut and I didn’t recognize him at first!”

She turned to Flynn. “Why the new haircut, honey?”

Flynn hesitated. “A man said I… well, bore a striking resemblance to someone on the wanted posters from the neighbouring kingdom.”

Her eyes widened. She covered her mouth. “Oh no…” It’s happening again. We have to run. Again. We’re always running.

“What?” one of the children asked.

“Oh, I’m sorry, little ones! But my husband and I have to go home now. Goodbye!” She waved quickly and pulled Flynn along.

Back at the cottage, Rapunzel clutched his hands. “Tell me what happened.”

Flynn exhaled, eyes haunted. “I was repairing this fence and...He recognized me.”

“Oh, that’s too bad! I like this village. But it looks like we have to move again…”

“No,” he said firmly. “If you like it here, then we’re staying.”

“If he recognized you, then we have to go! End of discussion!”

He sighed, gently caressing her cheek. “But… I want you to be happy.”

She smiled softly. “I will be happy anywhere, as long as I’m with you.” Even now… he’s still trying to shield me. But he’s the one who needs protecting.

“But…” He sighed.

“Hey, what is it, sweetheart?” She asked and tenderly caressed his cheek.

He hesitated, troubled. “That man… he said some things about what I did. About how it wasn’t right to take you away.”

“Oh, will you stop that?” she said, pressing his hands. “I told you—I’m happy with this life.”

“But your parents… your friends… your kingdom. You lost it all because of me.”

“No! It wasn’t because of you! I don’t want to be in that kingdom if they can’t accept our love!”

He looked away. “So, it was because of me…”

“No. I wasn’t happy there. Being a princess was awful! But now, with you, I have everything I ever wanted. Freedom. Happiness. Love.”

She touched her belly with reverence. And now we’re bringing a new life into the world. Not into a palace, but into a home built with love.

“And soon, even our own family! So please, stop listening to those people who have no idea!”

“But you deserve so much better than this. Running. Hiding. Living in fear.”

She laughed gently. “You know, for someone who spent the first 18 years of her life in one place, all this moving around is really exciting.”

“I just…” he faltered. “Don’t you miss your parents?”

“Sometimes I do. But… wanna know something strange? Sometimes, I even miss Gothel.”

“What?” he asked, horrified. “But that woman was a monster!”

“But she was also the one who raised me.”

“She didn’t raise you—she imprisoned you!” He said furiously.

“Yes, but she was the only human companion I had for 18 years…until you. And don’t worry, I would never ever want to see her again in my entire life or the next! Because she did so many horrible things and the memories of them still haunt me! And… even though my real parents never locked me away, they tried to take you from me. They couldn’t give me what I wanted most: you. I won’t stay with people who won’t let me be who I am.”

They all called me a thief. But I never stole her. She walked out of that tower on her own.

He lowered his head. “Your life could’ve been so much easier…”

“What does easier mean without you?” she whispered, gently touching his cheek.

“Eugene, I can live without the kingdom. But I can’t live without you.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” he said, half-laughing, half-worried.

“But it’s the truth.” Her voice was soft but unshakable. “You are the one who saw me. Who loved me when I didn’t know who I was. Who never gave up on me. The man who loves me so much that he would literally die for me. And of course, the man I love. More than anything. I could never be with another man.”

She thinks I saved her. But I think she saved me.

She kissed him fiercely, and he responded in kind, holding her like the world might tear them apart at any moment.

Then, she smirked. “I think we should find a village further away from the kingdom. But first…” she leaned in close, her breath tickling his ear, “How about we go to bed before we leave?”

He raised a brow. “But it’s the middle of the afternoon…”

She grinned. “I didn’t mean to sleep.”

Gods help me, I’ll follow this woman anywhere. He smiled. “Oh, you know I can’t resist.”

They kissed again—deeper, slower—and slipped into the warmth of their bedroom one last time in that cottage, losing themselves in each other before packing up their lives once more.

And then, with Rapunzel, Pascal, and Maximus by his side, Flynn took her hand and they left the village—hearts burdened, but love unshaken. The road ahead might be uncertain. But if she’s beside me… I’m home.

The next few days, they travelled further into this new kingdom, further away from her home kingdom, checking into inns at night and riding all day. They eventually found another quiet village and decided to stay there for a while. It was getting colder now, so Rapunzel spent a lot of time painting their new cottage. They turned one room into a nursery for their baby. Flynn once again did all kinds of jobs to earn money for them. And even though Rapunzel seemed as happy as possible, he couldn’t help but still feel guilty about their situation.

One evening, after Flynn and Rapunzel had shared a beautiful moment of passion in their bedroom, they lay entangled in each other’s arms. Flynn lay on his back, his arm wrapped protectively around Rapunzel as she rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. His fingers gently traced patterns on her back as they lay there, wrapped in the blissful aftermath of their love.

Flynn stared up at the wooden ceiling, the warmth of her body against his own grounding him in the present. And yet, the shadows in his mind crept in, whispering doubts he couldn’t silence. How can she still be so happy when I’ve dragged her so far from everything she’s ever known?

After a few moments of silence, Flynn turned his head slightly to look at her.
“Rapunzel?” he asked.

“Yes?” she mumbled, her voice soft with contentment.

He hesitated, his voice quiet but serious. “Are you... really happy here with me?”

Rapunzel lifted her head, her eyes meeting his as she smiled. “Yes! Of course! Forever yes! What a question!” He still doesn’t know, she thought, her heart aching for him. He doesn’t see how every time he smiles at me, I feel like I’ve won the entire world. How could I not be happy with him?

“Okay, maybe I shouldn’t ask you that right after we... you know what.”

She laughed, her smile radiant. “My answer would always be yes! I couldn’t be happier, Eugene.” She moved closer, her hand resting on his chest as she looked deeply into his eyes. “No matter where we are, as long as I’m with you, I’m happy. This is my home. Right here, in your arms.”

Her words hit him like sunlight breaking through clouds. Flynn’s heart swelled. How did I ever deserve someone like her? Someone who sees me for who I am and still loves me with her whole heart?

“You really mean that?” he asked quietly, almost afraid the moment might disappear like a dream.

Rapunzel smiled even brighter, taking his hand and pressing it to her cheek. “I mean it with all my heart. You’re everything I could ever want. You’ve given me a life full of love, and that’s all I need.”

Flynn pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “You’ve given me more than I ever thought I deserved,” he whispered. You made me believe I could be more than a thief, more than a name on a wanted poster. You gave me a purpose, a family. You gave me… you.

“But I promise you, Rapunzel, I’m going to make sure you have the best life possible. I’ll do everything in my power to make you as happy as you deserve to be and give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”

Rapunzel smiled softly and moved even closer, snuggling deeper into his embrace. He doesn’t know he already has. Every moment I wake up beside him, every kiss, every laugh — it’s more than I ever dreamed.

“You’ve already given me everything I could ever wish for, Eugene. We have each other, and now we are going to have a baby. I don’t need anything else.”

“I’ll never stop trying to make your dreams come true, I promise you that,” he whispered. “No matter what happens, no matter where life takes us, I’ll always be by your side. I’ll protect you both with everything I have.”

“And I’ll always be by your side, no matter what,” Rapunzel whispered, her fingers tracing small circles on his chest. He makes me feel like I can handle anything, like the world could fall apart and I’d still be okay — as long as he’s holding me like this.

“We’ll always be together, and that’s all I need to be happy.”

Flynn smiled, overwhelmed with love for the woman in his arms. This is the life I never dared to hope for. Her love… it’s my salvation.

“You’re my dream come true, Rapunzel. You always will be.”

“And you’ll always be mine,” Rapunzel whispered, smiling against his chest. “Do you think our baby will have your eyes?”

“I hope they will have your smile. And you know, I’ve been thinking, once the baby’s born, we’ll need a bigger house. I could build us one, with a big garden where you can grow all the flowers and vegetables you want.”

Rapunzel’s face lit up. “That sounds perfect! And I could paint every room! And maybe a swing for the baby in the garden?”

Flynn laughed. “Absolutely. A swing, a tree house, anything you want.”

He hugged her tighter and sighed happily. I never thought I’d have a life like this. A future. A family. But here it is — in my arms.

“You know, I never thought I could be this happy.”

“Neither did I. We’ve come so far, and now… we have everything we ever wanted.”

Flynn kissed the top of her head and whispered, “You’re my everything, Rapunzel. My new dream. Always.”

“And you’re mine, forever,” she whispered back. He’s the only person who ever saw me, not just the princess, not just the girl with the magic hair. Just… me. And somehow, that was enough for him to love.

The next weeks, they stayed in the village and were completely happy. Flynn always brought Rapunzel little presents — wildflowers he found on his way home, carved toys for the baby, or small trinkets he thought would make her smile. And they always did. He made sure she had as many passionate and wonderful moments with him as possible, as though he were determined to make up for every second she had ever spent trapped or afraid.

Sometimes, even in the cold, they would go outside just to watch the stars together. Flynn would wrap several thick blankets around Rapunzel before taking her into his arms, holding her close to keep her safe and warm.

She would rest against his chest, her hands over her belly, where the tiniest life fluttered quietly between them. Flynn always held her as though she were something sacred.

“Do you think our baby will love the stars as much as we do?” Rapunzel asked once, her voice soft with wonder.

Flynn smiled, his chin resting on her head. “I hope so. I can already imagine you pointing them out, just like this.” He glanced down, imagining their child in her arms, eyes wide with awe. “And me trying to explain it all while they roll their eyes at me.”

Rapunzel laughed, the sound like music against the quiet night air. She could see it too — their child nestled between them, asking endless questions. A new chapter. A new life. With him.

“What do you think they’ll be like?” she asked dreamily.

“I think they’ll be brave and kind,” Flynn replied, his voice full of quiet certainty. “Just like their mother.”

Rapunzel smiled, her heart warming. He still doesn’t see how much he’s changed — how deeply good he’s become. Our child will be lucky to have him.

“And just as adventurous as their father.”

Flynn moved closer, brushing a stray hair behind her ear with a tenderness that made her breath catch. Every day, I look at her and wonder how she could love me the way she does. But she does. She really does.

“No matter what happens,” he said softly, “I promise to always be there for both of you. You’ll never have to feel alone again.”

She leaned into him, pressing her face to his chest. With him, I’ve never felt alone — not even once. He’s the home I never knew I needed.

But one quiet night, Flynn had a nightmare.

He dreamed of that fateful day again. When Gothel had stabbed him, and Rapunzel tried to save him in exchange for her own freedom. He couldn’t let her do it — he wouldn’t. He would rather die than see Rapunzel become a prisoner again.

In that moment, in the dream, he reached for the mirror shard… but it wasn’t there.

Panic overwhelmed him. The room felt smaller. Darker. Rapunzel's voice echoed as she sang, her eyes full of tears.

He tried to stop her. He begged her. But this time, he couldn’t. He was helpless. And when her song ended, Gothel yanked her away, disappearing into the shadows with her. He screamed her name, pulling against the chains that held him, the agony of loss consuming him.

“NO! RAPUNZEL!”

He bolted awake, breath heaving, his heart thudding wildly in his chest.

Rapunzel, who had been sleeping peacefully on top of him with her head resting on his chest, stirred and groaned. “What…?” she murmured, still half-asleep.

“Rapunzel?” he gasped, blinking as he looked down to see her safe in his arms.

Relief washed over him so hard he thought he might cry. “Oh, Rapunzel, my darling!” He hugged her as tightly and gently as he could, pressing kisses into her hair. You’re here. You’re safe. Thank the stars, it was just a dream...

“What is it…?” she yawned.

“Shh,” he whispered, his hands trembling slightly as he caressed her back and ran his fingers through her hair. “Go back to sleep. Everything’s fine. I just had a nightmare,” he whispered into her hair, holding her close like a man clinging to the edge of a cliff.

Rapunzel yawned again, her voice sleepy and sweet. “‘Bout what?”

Flynn sighed heavily. “That I lost you.”

“You’ll never lose me,” she murmured, and tenderly kissed his chest.

He closed his eyes, her kiss grounding him. She always knows how to anchor me, even when she doesn’t know she’s doing it.

“I dreamed about… that time I almost lost you,” he whispered, voice rough with emotion. “This time, the mirror shard was gone. And I had to watch you sacrifice yourself for me — and then leave with that devil woman. I couldn’t stop her. I couldn’t save you. I was just… chained there. Helpless.”

Rapunzel looked up at him, her eyes warm and full of compassion. She gently touched his cheek. “It’s okay,” she said softly, her voice wrapping around him like a blanket. “It’s in the past. We’re together now. Everything’s fine.”

Flynn let his hand rest on hers against his cheek. Her touch. Her voice. They always bring me back. She's my light in every darkness.

“Yes. I know. It was just a nightmare.”

He leaned in, brushing his lips against hers — a kiss so gentle, so full of longing and gratitude that it made Rapunzel’s heart ache.

When they finally pulled away, her voice was barely a whisper. “Don’t think about it anymore, Eugene. I’m here, and I’m all yours… just like you are all mine, my love.”

She brushed his hair back from his forehead, her smile soft and full of the promise that they were safe now. That their love had triumphed.

“And we’re living happily ever after now.”

Flynn smiled, a real smile this time, and hugged her close. I almost lost everything once. I’ll never take a single second with her for granted again.

“Yes, we are. I love you.”

She giggled sleepily, snuggling deeper into his embrace. “I love you more.”

He grinned, kissing her nose. “Then I love you the most.”

“And I you too.”

Then they kissed again — slowly, sweetly, as if sealing their bond all over again.

As they drifted back to sleep, Flynn held her close, listening to the steady rhythm of her breathing.

This is real, he thought. This is forever.

His heart, still tender from the dream, now beat with a newfound peace. In her arms, he had everything he had ever needed. And as sleep claimed him once more, he knew:

No nightmare could ever touch the life they had now.

As Rapunzel’s pregnancy progressed, there were moments when worry began to overwhelm her. One quiet afternoon, she sat by the window, staring out at the gentle sway of trees and listening to the distant birdsong. Her hand rested protectively on her belly, and though the world outside was peaceful, her mind was anything but.

What if I don’t know how to do this? she thought, biting her lip. What if I make the wrong choices? What if... what if I mess everything up? The weight of her emotions welled up in her chest until tears stung her eyes.

Flynn found her like that — silent, still, and far too quiet. He instantly sensed something was wrong. He approached gently, lowering himself beside her and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

“Hey,” he murmured, his voice laced with concern and warmth. “What’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours?”

Rapunzel looked up, blinking back tears. “I’m just... I’m scared,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “What if I’m not a good mother? I mean, I grew up with the worst mother ever! What if... what if I act like her? What if I make mistakes? What if...”

Flynn didn’t let her finish. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes searching hers with unwavering love.

“Rapunzel, listen to me,” he said firmly, but gently. “You are going to be an amazing mother. I know it. You have so much love in your heart. That’s all our baby needs. You’re going to give them the world.”

How can she not see the light in her? he thought, aching at the fear in her eyes. She’s already everything a child could hope for — brave, compassionate, full of joy...

Rapunzel leaned into his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. I want to be perfect for this baby, she thought. I want to be everything they deserve… but what if I fall short?

“I just want to be perfect for them...” she whispered.

Flynn kissed her forehead, holding her as if he could physically protect her from her own self-doubt.

“You don’t have to be perfect,” he said gently. “You just have to be you. That’s more than enough. And no matter what happens, we’ll figure it out together, okay?”

She nodded slowly, feeling the warmth of his embrace melt her anxiety. With him beside me, maybe I really can do this. Maybe we both can.

Flynn held her until the tears faded, staying quiet, steady — her anchor.

Later that evening, Rapunzel and Flynn lay in bed, curled beneath soft blankets. The moonlight spilled across the room, painting their little cottage in silver and blue. Flynn’s arm was wrapped around Rapunzel, his hand resting protectively on her growing belly.

“You know,” he said quietly, his voice unusually vulnerable, “I’ve also been thinking about what kind of father I’ll be.” He hesitated. “I never had a real example growing up, you know? What if I don’t know how to do it?”

What if I fail them? What if I’m not enough? What if my past makes me too broken to be a good father?

Rapunzel reached up and placed her hand gently over his. “Eugene, you’re going to be a wonderful father,” she said, her voice full of certainty. She looked up at him, eyes brimming with love. “You already take such good care of me. Our baby will be so lucky to have you.”

He has no idea how much he’s already become the father I would’ve wished for as a child, she thought. Gentle, kind, protective… full of love.

Flynn smiled at her, her words like a balm to wounds he didn’t realize he still carried. But before he could respond, something magical happened.

Rapunzel gasped, her eyes going wide. “Did you feel that?” she whispered, her hand flying to her belly.

Flynn blinked, startled. “Feel what?”

And then—there it was again. A soft flutter beneath his hand. Time seemed to stop. His breath caught.

“Oh my God,” he whispered. “Is that... is that our baby?”

Rapunzel nodded, tears forming in her eyes. “Yes, Eugene. That’s our baby.”

Flynn’s heart swelled. He stared at her, at the tiny miracle growing inside her, and suddenly everything felt real in a way it hadn’t before. That’s our child. A life we created. A future that’s finally ours.

He bent down and pressed a tender kiss to her belly. “Hey there, little one,” he whispered. “We can’t wait to meet you.”

Then he looked back up at Rapunzel, his eyes shining. “You’re right… I’m going to do everything I can to be the best father.”

Rapunzel was crying now — tears of pure joy — and she pulled him into a kiss that said everything words couldn’t.

We’re really a family now, she thought. This is everything I dreamed of, and more.

They stayed in the village over the next few months, loving each other passionately and supporting each other through every worry and sleepless night. Luckily, no one had recognized them since they left the last village, and for once, the quiet life was theirs to hold on to.

The days passed slowly and sweetly, and finally, it was Rapunzel’s birthday again — a day of deep meaning, marking a year since their love truly began.

Flynn had decorated their cottage with garlands, wreaths, and wildflowers, with help from Pascal and Maximus. He’d prepared gifts: a new paintbrush, a necklace he had made himself, a flowing new dress... and a special gift, placed carefully in a hand-carved wooden box.

Rapunzel’s eyes lit up in wonder as she picked it up. “Oh, what is this?” she asked curiously.

Flynn grinned, almost shy. “Something special I made for you.”

Her fingers traced the edge of the box. “Did you make this?”

He nodded, his heart pounding just a little faster. I hope she likes it… I wanted to give her something meaningful. Something that brings her back to the beginning.

She opened it carefully and gasped. Inside was a small drawing — Flynn’s own rendering of the lanterns they saw on the night they fell in love.

“Eugene…” she whispered, deeply moved. “This is beautiful. Did you draw it yourself?”

“Yes,” he said softly.

She giggled through her tears. “You’re really getting better at this artistic stuff. Hehe!”

Flynn smiled and brushed her hair away from her face. “That night changed everything for me, Rapunzel. It was the moment I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I wanted to give you something to remind you of that... and to remind us where this all began.”

You saved me that night, he thought. Not just from Gothel — from myself.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she threw her arms around him. “You’re the most thoughtful husband in the world!” she whispered into his neck. “I love you so much.”

Flynn held her tightly, kissing her deeply. “I love you more.”

“We should also make up a birthday for you!”

“Oh, no! That’s not necessary.”

“But I’d love to throw a party for you!”

He laughed, heart full. “Okay, maybe you can convince me someday. But right now is your birthday. And I have another surprise for you.”

“Really? But my birthday is already so perfect!”

“It’s about to get even more perfect. Come on!”

He led her gently outside to a nearby lake where he had rented a little boat. Together, they rowed across the shimmering surface, feeling like they were drifting through a dream — just like one year ago, when they first fell in love.

Flynn reached into a bag and pulled out two lanterns.

Rapunzel giggled. “Oh, Eugene! You shouldn’t have!”

“Oh, yes. I should have,” he said with a grin.

Together, they launched the lanterns into the night sky.

Flynn took her hands and brushed the hair from her face. “Happy birthday, my darling,” he whispered.

They kissed beneath the glow of rising lanterns.

Back at the cottage, Rapunzel looked out the window and gasped softly. In the distance, more lanterns floated into the sky. Her parents… they hadn’t stopped hoping.

Flynn came up behind her, wrapping his arm gently around her shoulders. “Do you miss them?” he asked, softly.

Rapunzel nodded. “A little. But life here with you is a dream come true, and I can’t risk losing it.”

She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her forehead against his. “I could never lose you. I can’t live without you. You are my everything.”

Flynn’s heart ached with love. She chose me — not once, but every day. How did I get so lucky?

“And you’re mine, Rapunzel.”

They shared another deep, lingering kiss, full of devotion and promise.

Later, they went to bed, holding each other close, loving one another with all the passion and tenderness of two people who had found in each other everything they’d ever been missing.

The next day, they spent every moment together, never straying far from one another’s side. The air was quiet, still, thick with unspoken emotion — both of them acutely aware of what day it was.

It was the anniversary of the day Flynn had died... and come back to life.

They didn’t speak of it outright at first, but the memory clung to them like a shadow. They clung to each other even more tightly, as if fearing the world might try to pull them apart again.

Lying together on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, Rapunzel rested her head against Flynn’s chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

He’s here. He’s alive. But what if someday he isn’t?

A soft sigh escaped her lips. “Funny how today marks something both terrible and wonderful,” she whispered.

Flynn looked down at her, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “Just remember,” he said softly, “we made it through that, and we’re here now. Together. That’s what matters.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

I almost lost her that day too, he thought, his heart tightening. I never want to see her in that much pain again. I never want to cause it again.

She nodded, though her expression remained troubled. “I just… I can’t help but feel like we don’t have all the time we’d like to have.”

Flynn’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

She hesitated, her voice small. “I mean… I just love you so much, Eugene. And it scares me to think that one day something might take you away from me again! I can’t bear the thought of losing you!”

Flynn pulled her closer, his fingers gently brushing against her cheek. His eyes searched hers with aching tenderness.

“I know that feeling, Rapunzel,” he said, his voice low and sincere. “But worrying about the future… it’s a waste of the time we do have.”

I want to promise her forever, even if I can’t control it. I’d give her a lifetime in a heartbeat if I could.

“What we have is right now. This moment. Each other.”

“But what if…” Rapunzel’s voice cracked, tears shimmering in her eyes. “What if we don’t have forever? What if one day you’re gone, and I’m left alone again?”

What if the pain comes back? What if the world takes him from me like it almost did? How could I survive that again?

Flynn leaned in and kissed her gently, trying to pour all his devotion into that one moment.

“Listen to me,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against hers. “I’m not going anywhere. Even if something happened, I’d never truly leave you. My love for you will never end—not even in death.”

I felt that truth in the moment I came back for you. It was your love that brought me back. And it’ll bind us always—whatever happens.

“You’re a part of me, and you always will be. Let’s live in the present, together, and take each day as it comes.”

Tears spilled silently down Rapunzel’s cheeks as she nodded. I want to believe that. I do. I just need to hold on to him — to now. To every heartbeat.

“But I can’t be without you, Eugene,” she whispered. “I wouldn’t know what to do.”

He gave her a soft, reassuring smile. “Don’t worry about that now. Right now, we’re together. And I love you forever. That’s all that matters.”

She looked into his eyes, seeing no fear there, only a steady and enduring love. Her heart ached and healed at the same time.

“I love you too.”

They shared another kiss — slow, deep, full of longing and comfort. For that moment, the fear faded, replaced with warmth and peace.

Flynn held her tightly, vowing silently to cherish every second they had.

If today is all we have, let it be enough. Let it be everything.

Eventually, wrapped in each other’s arms, they drifted into a peaceful slumber, hearts entwined, as the night cradled them in quiet safety.

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Three months later, Rapunzel gave birth to their beautiful twins — a boy and a girl.

Rapunzel cradled their newborn daughter, Ruby, in her arms, the baby wrapped in a soft blanket, her tiny fingers wrapped securely around Rapunzel’s own.

She’s so small… and yet she already owns my whole heart. Rapunzel marveled, staring at her daughter’s peaceful face. How can someone I just met feel like I’ve known her all my life?

Flynn sat beside her, his face glowing with quiet awe. He held their son, Robin, gently against his chest. The baby boy was nestled peacefully, rising and falling with his father’s steady breath. Flynn’s other arm was wrapped tightly around Rapunzel, anchoring them all together. Pascal perched nearby, blinking softly with joy, while Maximus stood tall and protective at the door, his presence calm and proud.

Rapunzel brushed a wisp of dark hair from Ruby’s forehead, her eyes brimming with emotion. “She has your eyes,” she whispered, her voice trembling with wonder. “Those beautiful, warm, golden eyes just like her daddy’s…”

Flynn smiled and leaned down to press a kiss against her temple. “And she has your glow, my sunshine,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with awe. “She’ll be strong… and beautiful, like her mother.”

I don’t deserve this, Flynn thought, overcome by a sudden rush of gratitude. I didn’t grow up dreaming of a family… but now that I have one, I can’t imagine life without it. Without them.

Rapunzel looked up at him, her eyes sparkling through tears. “And she’ll have your adventurous spirit. Maybe one day she’ll go on her own journeys… just like her daddy.”

Flynn looked down at Ruby, his heart swelling. He bent and gently kissed her soft head, feeling her warmth, her weight, the miracle of her presence. “I’m already in love with her,” he whispered. Then his gaze shifted to their son, resting quietly against him.

And this little guy… this boy who somehow looks so peaceful in my arms—he's got Rapunzel’s eyes. Bright, full of wonder. The same eyes that saved me…

“And he has your eyes, Rapunzel,” he said softly. “Our little dreamer… with his mother’s beautiful, bright eyes.”

Rapunzel laughed softly, her heart so full it almost hurt. She glanced over at their son. He’s so calm, just like Eugene when he’s truly happy. Maybe Robin will have his calm steadiness too… and his quiet strength.

Flynn gently rocked the baby boy and smiled. “And his mother’s heart. He’s going to be kind. Brave. Just like you.”

Rapunzel leaned her head against Flynn’s shoulder, unable to look away from their children. “I can’t believe they’re finally here,” she whispered. All the waiting, all the dreaming… and now I’m holding them. We’re really a family.

Flynn pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’ve never been happier.”

Neither have I, she thought. This is more than I ever imagined for myself. A real home. A real life. Love that never fades, even with sleepless nights and spit-up and chaos.

Rapunzel smiled, overwhelmed by love for Flynn, for their babies, for the peaceful cottage life they had built with their own hands. “I never thought it could be this perfect. That I could have this… I’m so glad I get to share it all with you.”

Flynn kissed her cheek. “You’ve given me a new dream, Rapunzel. You’ve given me everything I could ever want. And now we have these two. Our little dreamers.”

“Our twins,” Rapunzel whispered. “Our family.”

They sat in silence for a while, holding their children, their breaths slow and deep, hearts pulsing with love. Flynn turned and kissed Rapunzel deeply, a kiss full of quiet awe and devotion. Then he gently pressed a kiss to each of the babies’ foreheads.

“I love you so much, Rapunzel,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “I love them too. I love this life we’ve created.”

“And I love you. I love this life. I love everything about us.”

This is what I was meant for, Rapunzel thought, closing her eyes and breathing him in. This is the dream I never dared to imagine when I was trapped in that tower. I was born for this. For them. For him.

Their love had brought them here — to this perfect moment — a family, together at last.

After the twins were born, life became busier and more chaotic, but Flynn and Rapunzel made sure their love and passion never faded.

They were overjoyed with their two little children, but raising twins came with countless sleepless nights, spit-up-soaked shirts, and late-night lullabies. Flynn helped Rapunzel as much as he could, rocking babies in the quiet hours, cleaning up messes, and humming lullabies he never knew he remembered. He still took odd jobs around the village, earning enough to support them.

I still feel like I ran away from something, he often thought when walking back from a job, hands rough from labor. But if this is what it means to have a second chance, then it was worth everything. I’d give up a kingdom to be her husband and their father.

Rapunzel could see the guilt about having to leave the kingdom sometimes flicker in his eyes, but she always kissed it away.

They took their babies on little trips through the village and forest, showing them streams and trees, teaching them the wonder of the world from the very beginning.

Their home was modest but full of warmth. Their days were filled with laughter and moments of stolen passion, even amid the cries and chaos of parenting. When the babies were finally asleep, they would collapse into each other’s arms — kissing, holding, touching, rediscovering the rhythm of their love like music only they could hear.

Even with spit-up on my dress and exhaustion in my bones, Rapunzel would think as they lay tangled in bed, he still makes me feel like the girl from the lantern boat — adored, desired, and safe.

Flynn would pull her close, their bodies finding harmony as naturally as ever, and think: No treasure in the world could ever compare to this. To her. To us.

Their life, while not without struggle, had become something extraordinary: a simple, passionate, deeply-rooted joy. And through it all, their love — tested, tempered, and truer than ever — continued to grow.

After months of peaceful life in the faraway village, where they’d built a modest but happy home with their twins, Flynn and Rapunzel began to feel like they could finally breathe again.

They spent their time raising their children and cherishing the life they’d fought so hard to have. And even amidst the diapers and midnight feedings, they found time for each other, sharing kisses that lingered and embraces that always found rhythm, their bodies moving in harmony as they always had.

Still, it wasn’t long — less than a year after the twins were born — that Rapunzel began to feel more tired than usual, her body reacting in a way that felt all too familiar.

Could it be… again? she wondered, a mix of surprise and secret joy stirring in her heart. She didn’t say anything right away, watching her children play and quietly laying her hand on her stomach as a strange mix of awe and fear settled in. I thought it would be a while before we’d be here again. But maybe… maybe this is exactly how it was meant to be.

One evening, Flynn noticed she was quieter than usual. He leaned in close, wrapping his arm around her and pressing a kiss to her temple.

"Hey, my sunshine, you seem a little distant. Something on your mind?" His voice was gentle, but his eyes searched hers with growing concern.

Rapunzel turned toward him slowly, biting her lip as her eyes shimmered with nervous excitement. She smiled softly, her voice barely a whisper. “Eugene… I think... I think we’re going to have another baby.”

Flynn blinked, stunned. His mouth parted in surprise before his expression bloomed into a huge, joyful grin. “What? Really?” He grabbed her hands, his heart pounding. Another child? How is this life even real? “Are you sure?”

She nodded, laughing softly. “I’m pretty sure.” Her hand moved instinctively to her belly. “It feels just like it did with the twins.”

Flynn’s whole face lit up with joy. I thought my heart was already full… but it just grew again. He stood and lifted her carefully, twirling her in delight as she laughed in his arms. “Another baby!” He gently set her down and kissed her deeply. “Can you imagine? A little brother or sister for the twins. Our family’s growing!”

Rapunzel giggled, resting her forehead against his. “I’m so excited, Eugene. But… I have to admit, I’m a little nervous too.”

What if something goes wrong this time? she thought. What if we can’t handle another baby on top of everything else? And what if… someone finds us?

Flynn cupped her cheek gently, reading the flicker of worry in her eyes. “Hey, we’ve got this,” he whispered. “We’re in this together, remember? No matter what, we’ll figure it all out.”

Because I’ll never let you face anything alone again, he thought fiercely. Not after everything you’ve already been through. Not ever.

Rapunzel smiled at him, her heart warm. “I know. I wouldn’t want to go through this with anyone else but you.”

Flynn kissed her again, deeper this time, as if sealing his promise with every heartbeat. “I love you, Rapunzel. And I can’t wait to meet this little one.”

Over the next few weeks, their excitement deepened as they prepared a small nursery for the new baby. The walls were painted in soft, calming colors, and Flynn carved tiny wooden animals and stars to hang as mobiles. Rapunzel, ever the artist, insisted on weaving her own colorful tapestries and painting delicate flowers on the walls.

Every brushstroke feels like a promise, she thought as she stood barefoot in the nursery, her growing belly just beginning to show. A promise that this child will be loved, and safe, and free.

Flynn watched her from the doorway, admiration in his eyes and love thick in his chest. “You’re doing too much, my darling,” he said, guiding her gently to a chair. “Let me take care of this.”

She never stops creating beauty, he thought as he brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Even when she’s tired, even when she doesn’t need to prove anything to anyone — she still makes everything around her shine.

Rapunzel smiled and allowed herself a rest, but her spirit — ever restless, ever inspired — always pulled her back to work alongside him. They laughed, teased, and stole kisses between tasks, weaving love into every corner of the room.

Their life in the village was still simple, but full of light. Rapunzel loved painting murals for the townspeople, helping with small village projects, and watching the twins tumble through the tall grass fields. Flynn, meanwhile, worked steadily as a craftsman — building furniture, fixing tools, and bringing in just enough coin to keep them comfortable.

But beneath the smiles and warm sunlight, a quiet tension stirred.

We’re safe… for now, Flynn would remind himself as he walked through the marketplace. But it only takes one stranger, one whisper… and everything we’ve built could come crashing down.

Rapunzel felt it too — especially when travelers passed through with news from the outside world. Rumors from the kingdom, whispers that the royal family was still searching for the lost princess and the man who had taken her. No names were ever spoken aloud. But the tension in the air was unmistakable.

They haven’t forgotten about me, she thought, watching her children play. They never will.

She pressed a hand over her belly, feeling the faintest flutter of life. I won’t let them take this away. I won’t let anyone take my family.

Flynn noticed the way she stiffened when the wrong conversation drifted too close, and it made his chest tighten.

Maybe we’ll always be looking over our shoulders, he admitted to himself. But if that’s the price of this life… of our life… I’d pay it again and again.

Together, they faced each day with cautious hope — their love anchoring them even as shadows from the past hovered on the horizon.

One evening, after putting the twins to sleep, Flynn and Rapunzel sat by the fire, lost in thought. The soft crackle of the flames filled the silence between them. Flynn gently wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing a tender kiss to her neck as she snuggled into his chest.

This is what peace feels like, Flynn thought as he held her close, but why does it still feel like it’s borrowed? Like any moment someone might come and snatch it away.

They kissed deeply, letting their lips say what words couldn’t — their desire, their gratitude, their longing — but after a while, Rapunzel pulled back, a flicker of concern in her eyes.

“Everything alright, my love?” she asked, brushing a hand along his cheek.

“Yeah, sure, my darling. Why are you asking?”

“Well, it’s just... normally you kiss me with a little more passion.”

Flynn sighed, guilt creeping into his chest. "I’m sorry..." He looked down, his brow furrowing. “I was just thinking… wondering if it’ll always be like this. Peaceful, but with the fear of being discovered always lingering at the back of our minds.”

I hate that even when I’m holding her, part of me is still somewhere else — waiting, watching, planning our next escape. That’s not what she deserves.

Rapunzel nodded slowly. “I know. I feel it too. But I won’t let anyone take this life away from us.”

I can’t let them. Not after everything we gave up. Not after the life we’ve built.

“It’s just… I don’t want our children to grow up in fear, constantly hiding. They deserve better than that. Just like you.”

Her heart squeezed at his words. He always carries the weight of this life like it’s his fault. But none of this is his fault. He saved me. He gave me a future. A family.

“I know,” she said softly. “But as long as we’re together, I’ll be happy. We’ll make it work, Eugene. Just like we always have.” She kissed him tenderly, hoping her love could quiet the storm she saw in his eyes.

A faint cry echoed from the other room, breaking the quiet moment.

Flynn smiled and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “I’ll get them,” he whispered and began to stand, but Rapunzel gently caught his arm.

“We’ll figure it all out, Eugene. I promise.”

He paused, taking in the sincerity in her gaze. How does she always know exactly what I need to hear?

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he said, his voice thick with emotion, before quietly leaving the room.

One fateful afternoon, not long after that night, a stranger arrived in the village, claiming to be a passing trader. But something about him set Flynn’s nerves on edge. He watched too closely, asked too many questions — and he lingered whenever Rapunzel was near.

Flynn’s gut twisted. That’s not curiosity. That’s recognition. And it’s the kind of stare I’ve spent my life learning to spot.

Later that evening, he confided in Rapunzel.

“I don’t trust that man! He was asking too many questions, watching us too closely! It felt… wrong!”

Her heart pounded in her chest. “Do you think he knows who we are?”

“I’m not sure,” Flynn admitted, running a hand through his hair, “but I don’t wanna take any chances. If he’s someone sent by the kingdom, we might have to leave... again.”

Rapunzel’s stomach dropped. Not again. Please, not again. She had come to love the village — the sense of community, the rhythm of the days, the wildflowers that grew by their doorstep.

But more than that, she couldn’t bear the idea of losing Flynn. If they ever found us… I know they’d take him away. And I’d never see him again.

As they lay in bed together that night, Flynn whispered, “No matter where we go, or what happens, I’ll always love you. That’s the one thing nobody can ever take away from us.”

She curled closer, resting her head on his chest. His heartbeat is my safe place. If I have that, I have everything.

“And I’ll always be happy as long as I’m with you,” she whispered, meaning it with every fiber of her being.

They shared a long, passionate kiss, their bodies pressed together under the warmth of their blankets. They clung to each other, desperate to hold onto the present — because they didn’t know what tomorrow would bring.

The next day, they made the difficult decision to leave. They couldn’t risk staying, not with the possibility that they had been discovered. They packed their few belongings onto Maximus, said bittersweet goodbyes to the village, and set off once more — with the twins in their arms, Pascal on Rapunzel’s shoulder, and love as their only compass.

The following weeks were hard. New roads. Unfamiliar places. And always the shadow of being found again. But through it all, they never lost sight of each other. In each new village, in every borrowed home, they found stolen moments of laughter, tenderness, and passion.

Their love had always been their anchor — and now, it was their map too.

Eventually, they settled in another small village, still under false names and simple disguises. Flynn found work again, and Rapunzel helped however she could while caring for their children.

One quiet evening, after the twins were asleep, Flynn sat down next to Rapunzel on their bed and drew her gently into his arms.

“Hey, you,” he whispered.

Rapunzel smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Hey, handsome.”

They shared a long, lingering kiss. Flynn’s lips moved to her neck, his hands trailing down her back. She sighed, content. Even after everything… he still makes me feel like the most loved woman in the world.

“I missed you today,” she murmured against his skin.

“I missed you too,” he whispered back. “Even when we’re together, I miss you.”

Because no moment ever feels like enough. He held her tighter. I want every version of her — the mother of my children, the woman I dreamt about, the girl with flowers in her hair, the fierce, brave soul who chose me.

She giggled and rested her head on his shoulder, feeling his heartbeat again, steady and true. “I don’t know how I got so lucky to have you, Eugene.”

Flynn laughed in disbelief. “You’re the lucky one?” He leaned back just enough to look into her eyes. “Rapunzel, you’re my dream come true. Every day with you is the best day ever.”

“Oh, you said it too!”

“Because it’s the truth!”

Her eyes sparkled, and she pulled him into another kiss — deeper this time, more urgent. Please don’t ever let this end, she thought. I need this. I need you.

When they finally pulled apart, breathless, they leaned their foreheads together, smiling.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you more,” he replied with a grin.

“Impossible.”

Flynn chuckled and pulled her closer. “You know I’ll always try to prove you wrong.”

As the night wore on, they shared more stolen kisses, and made love softly, savouring each touch and whispered word. Their bodies moved with familiar ease, soft and slow, hearts beating in rhythm, finding solace in each other’s touch. Every whispered word, every gentle caress, was a vow: No matter where we go. No matter what comes. We are each other’s home.

The soft glow of the lantern cast golden shadows across the wooden walls of their modest home. Outside, the breeze whispered through the trees, carrying the scents of pine and wildflowers through the open window. Inside, time seemed to slow — just for them.

Flynn and Rapunzel lay wrapped in each other’s arms, the warmth of their shared body heat and whispered breaths creating a cocoon of peace.

Flynn traced lazy circles along Rapunzel’s back with his fingertips, his other hand stroking a few loose strands of her brown hair. She always smells like summer, he thought. Like sun-warmed earth and something wild and free. He could hardly believe how natural this life felt now — the babies’ quiet breathing in the next room, the rhythm of chores and laughter, the quiet miracle of loving someone more every single day.

“I wish we could freeze this moment,” he murmured.

Rapunzel looked up, resting her chin on his chest. “Me too.”

It feels fragile sometimes, she thought. Like a snowflake I’m trying to hold without melting it. But right now, this… this feels like forever.

She kissed the spot just over his heart and closed her eyes, letting herself sink into the quiet.

“Do you ever think about the future?” she asked after a moment.

“Every day,” Flynn said softly. “Sometimes I imagine what the twins will be like when they’re older. Whether Robin will be the serious one or the mischievous one… whether Ruby will want to braid your hair or ride off into the woods with Maximus.”

Rapunzel laughed quietly. “She’ll probably do both. I hope they grow up brave. Kind. Free.”

Flynn nodded. “They will. Because they’ll have you.”

She reached up and cupped his cheek, brushing her thumb gently across his skin. “And you. You’re their whole world, Eugene. Mine too.”

His eyes softened. She sees me in a way no one else ever has. Not as the thief I was. Not even as the hero they once called me. Just… me. And still, she chooses me.

They kissed again — not out of desire this time, but as a slow, sacred exchange of gratitude. Lips brushing, breathing each other in. It was the kind of kiss that asked nothing and gave everything.

Flynn shifted slightly, pulling her on top of him. She rested her head on his chest. They stayed like that for a while, simply existing in each other's presence.

“Do you miss the excitement?” she asked quietly, not accusing — just curious. “The chase? The freedom?”

Flynn chuckled. “Honestly? No. I used to think freedom meant never stopping, never settling. But now? Freedom is this. Waking up to your face every morning. Chasing our kids around the garden. Fixing a roof that leaks every time it rains. That’s the life I never thought I’d get… and it’s the only one I want.”

Tears pricked the corners of Rapunzel’s eyes. He’s everything I ever dreamed of, and more than I ever knew I needed.

“I never thought I could be this happy,” she whispered.

“You deserve it all,” he whispered back. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to give it to you.”

Their bodies found each other again — not with urgency, but with reverence. Fingers clasped, skin against skin, they moved together slowly, in time with the rhythm of their hearts. Nothing rushed. Nothing stolen. Just love — as steady and certain as the stars beginning to appear in the sky outside.

Later, wrapped in a tangle of limbs and blankets, Rapunzel rested her head beneath his chin. Flynn kissed her crown and closed his eyes.

“Promise me something?” he murmured.

“Anything.”

“When we’re old and grey and our kids are off on their own adventures… promise we’ll still do this. Just lie together. Love each other. Be this close.”

Rapunzel smiled. “You think I’ll ever stop wanting this?”

“Never,” he said, holding her tighter. “But I wanted to hear you say it.”

“I promise,” she whispered. “You’ll always be my best day ever.”

And in that quiet, fire-lit room, as their babies dreamed and the world held its breath outside their door, Flynn and Rapunzel fell asleep — entwined, at peace, and impossibly, beautifully whole.

A few months later, on a soft spring evening, Rapunzel gave birth to their second daughter. The fading golden light filtered in through the window as the world outside bloomed with new life — a fitting backdrop to the miracle unfolding within their little home.

Flynn never once left her side. He knelt beside the bed, holding her hand through every cry and breath, whispering gentle encouragements.

“You’re doing amazing, sunshine… I’m right here. I’ve got you,” he murmured, brushing the sweat-soaked hair from her forehead.

I wish I could take her pain, Flynn thought, his heart aching as he watched her struggle through the final contractions. She’s so strong… so beautiful… and she’s doing all of this for us.

And then, at last, came the sound they’d been waiting for — a soft, fragile cry. Their daughter had arrived.

Flynn blinked away tears as the midwife swaddled the baby and gently placed her into Rapunzel’s arms.

“She’s perfect,” he whispered, awe thick in his voice as he gazed down at the tiny, squirming bundle. Her eyes were still closed, her little face peaceful, framed by wisps of dark hair.

Rapunzel, exhausted and trembling from the effort, let out a breathless laugh as tears filled her eyes. She looked down at her daughter, then up at Flynn. “She’s beautiful,” she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion.

How is it possible to love someone this much, this fast? she thought as she cradled her daughter against her chest. She’s a piece of me. Of us. A whole new heart outside my body.

Flynn leaned in and kissed Rapunzel’s forehead, then pressed his lips gently to their daughter’s tiny head. “What do you want to call her?”

Rapunzel looked at the baby, then at Flynn. “How about… Lilly?”

Flynn’s smile grew. “Perfect,” he said, and kissed her again — soft and full of gratitude, their lips lingering, their hearts beating in perfect rhythm.

Later that night, with their three little children asleep — Robin and Ruby nestled side by side and Lilly resting peacefully in her cradle — Flynn climbed into bed beside Rapunzel. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, pressing a kiss to her bare shoulder.

“How are you feeling, sunshine?” he whispered, brushing his fingertips along her arm.

“Tired,” she murmured, resting her head on his chest. “But so, so happy.” She closed her eyes, soaking in the familiar thump of his heartbeat. This sound… it’s home. He’s my home.

“I feel like the luckiest woman in the world, Eugene. You, the twins, and now our little girl… I couldn’t ask for anything more.”

Flynn smiled and kissed the top of her head, emotion swelling in his chest. How did I ever deserve this? This love, this life… this family. She turned my whole world into something real. Something good.

“You really are my dream come true, Rapunzel,” he said. “And I promise, I’m going to make sure every day of your life is filled with love and happiness.”

Rapunzel lifted her head and smiled. “You already do. Every moment with you is perfect.”

Their kiss deepened, slow and hungry, fueled not just by desire but by the quiet joy of survival — of building something lasting out of everything they had run from and toward. As their bodies moved together in familiar harmony, all their fears and weariness melted away.

Afterward, Flynn held her close, his fingers gently weaving through her brown hair.

She’s the strongest person I’ve ever known, he thought. And somehow, she’s still so full of light. Even after everything. I want to spend the rest of my life keeping that light safe.

Rapunzel sighed contentedly against his chest, her fingers drawing idle patterns along his ribs. This is everything I ever dreamed of, she thought. Not castles or crowns… this. The quiet moments, the laughter of our children, the weight of his arms around me at night.

“I can’t wait to see our children grow up together,” she whispered dreamily, already picturing little feet running through wildflowers and the sound of their laughter echoing in the fields.

Flynn smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “And we’ll face every adventure together. Like always.”

“Always,” she echoed, smiling up at him, eyes glowing even in the low light.

They kissed again — gentle, tired, and full of promise — before falling asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. Outside, spring sang softly through the trees, but inside, a new season had already begun.

A season of love, of family, of a life truly built together.

One evening a few months later, after the twins had turned two, Flynn and Rapunzel lay in bed together, the hush of nightfall wrapping around them like a second blanket. They were tangled in each other’s arms after another passionate moment, their bodies warm with shared love and lingering closeness. Rapunzel’s head rested against Flynn’s chest, her fingers drawing soft circles on his skin. He absentmindedly ran his fingers through her hair — longer now, though still not as long as it once had been.

For a long moment, Flynn just watched her — the rise and fall of her breath, the contentment in her closed eyes. But then a thought surfaced — one that had haunted him for some time now — and he knew he couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“Rapunzel?” he began softly.

“Hmm?” she looked up at him with those curious green eyes, still heavy with drowsy contentment.

“I’ve been thinking…” he hesitated, choosing his words carefully, his thumb brushing her shoulder. “It’s been almost three years since we left the kingdom.”

Rapunzel nodded slowly. “Yeah… it’s hard to believe it’s been that long.”

Flynn took a deep breath. How do I even say this without hurting her? he wondered, guilt already knotting in his chest. She’s been through so much... but if we never talk about it, we’ll always be running. Gently, he rubbed her arm. “Do you ever wonder… if we should go back?”

“What?” she gasped, her entire body tensing as she lifted her head to stare at him in horror. “No! Never!”

Her voice shook, sharp and terrified.

Flynn’s chest tightened. I knew it would scare her… I just didn’t expect it to hit her this hard.

“But… don’t you miss it? Your parents, your people…”

“No! We are not going back! We can’t! I’m terrified! I can’t lose you again! Never!” Her arms tightened around him, and tears began to stream down her cheeks.

Flynn’s heart ached as he saw her panic. She’s so scared. And I did this. I didn’t think… I just wanted to talk about it, not bring her back to that. He gently wiped her tears. “Rapunzel… you’re not going to lose me. I’m right here.”

But she clung to him desperately, trembling against his chest. The memories flooded her — the cold horror of arrows flying past them, the unbearable image of Flynn dying in her arms, blood soaking his shirt. The feel of his lifeless body as she begged for him to stay.

I can’t ever go through that again, she thought, breath catching. I couldn’t survive it a second time. I’d fall apart. He’s everything to me — my whole world.

"I can’t..." she choked out. "What if we go back, and they... What if they try to take you away from me? What if they arrest you? What if they try to execute you for taking me from the kingdom?" Her voice was ragged with fear. "You said it yourself: taking the crown was bad enough. But taking the princess... that could mean death, Eugene! I can’t bear it. I can’t live in a world without you!"

Flynn’s arms tightened protectively around her. She’s still reliving it. All of it. I thought maybe time had healed some of the fear, but… it’s still right there, just under the surface.

"Hey, hey, look at me," he whispered, cradling her face in his hands. "That’s not going to happen. I won’t let it."

"But how do you know?" she cried. "What if they still think you’re just the thief who stole the princess? What if they don’t care that we love each other?"

Flynn closed his eyes briefly, pain flickering across his face. She’s not wrong. I’ve thought the same things. Because that’s what I still see when I look in the mirror sometimes too. The thief. The outsider. The man who doesn’t deserve her.

He understood her fears, because they were his too. The kingdom was unpredictable, and the people might still see him as the man who had kidnapped their lost princess, despite how everything had happened. But more than anything, he couldn’t bear the thought of Rapunzel suffering because of him. "I know you're scared," he whispered, resting his forehead against hers. "And I don’t have all the answers. I’m scared too. But I promise you, if we ever go back, I’ll make sure nothing happens to me. Nothing happens to us. I’ll protect you — always."

More tears slipped down her cheeks. Why does he always have to be so brave? So sure? I love that about him, but... what if it gets him killed one day?

"But how could you make sure of that?" she whispered. "What if they don’t even listen? What if they just send guards the moment we cross the gates and... and I have to watch it all happen again? I can’t! Eugene, I love you so much, I couldn’t survive losing you again!"

Flynn kissed her tenderly. "You won’t lose me!" He whispered against her lips. "Not now, not ever! You’re my life, Rapunzel! You and our children mean everything to me! And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep us safe!"

She buried her face in his chest, sobbing softly. Why does loving someone so deeply also mean being so afraid all the time? "Eugene... if anything ever happened to you again... I don’t think I could go on! I love you so much, I couldn’t live in a world without you!”

Flynn stroked her hair. He knew her love for him was as deep as his for her, and the thought of her feeling that much pain was unbearable. This woman... she carries so much. And still she gives everything. I’ll never stop earning her love. Never.

“I know, sunshine. I feel the same way,” he whispered. “But I promise, I’m not going anywhere. We’ll figure it out — together. Maybe your parents have changed. Maybe time has softened things.”

“I don’t think so,” she said bitterly, lifting her tear-filled eyes. “They wanted me in an arranged marriage, remember? They wouldn’t even change the law when I begged them to. And they sent guards after us — one of them shot you, Eugene!”

He winced slightly. I’ll never forget that arrow. Not because of the pain… but because of the look on her face when she thought she’d lost me.

“And don’t forget,” she added, “they told everyone you kidnapped me! Even if it wasn’t my parents, they let that lie stand!”

Flynn nodded slowly. “You’re right. I just... I thought maybe if enough time passed—"

Rapunzel cut him off, her voice sharp with desperation. “We can’t go back. It’s too dangerous. And I’m too scared.”

Flynn swallowed hard. Not yet. Maybe not ever. And I won’t push her again. I won’t break her like this again.

“Okay, sweetheart. We don’t have to make a decision. Maybe one day… we just listen. See how people feel.”

She looked up at him again, still vulnerable and raw. "Promise me you won’t do anything reckless. Promise me you won’t leave me again, no matter what."

Flynn cupped her cheek in his palm. “I promise,” he said solemnly. “I’m not going anywhere, Rapunzel. I’ll stay by your side — always. Nothing and no one will ever tear us apart.”

Rapunzel nodded slowly, finally letting her head rest back against his chest, where his heartbeat thudded steady and strong beneath her ear. As long as I can hear this sound, I can breathe. I can hope. Just let us stay like this.

“Eugene… I just want us to stay like this forever. Just you and me and our children. Safe.”

Flynn stroked her hair slowly, thoughtfully. She’s still holding so much pain. He wanted to fix it, to take it all away. But some wounds didn’t fade. They lived in her, just as they lived in him. Flynn kissed the top of her head. “We will, sunshine. We will.”

They lay in silence, wrapped in each other’s arms, the weight of the world softened — for now — by the love that wrapped itself around them like a blanket. Flynn’s arms never loosened, and even as Rapunzel’s breathing slowed and sleep took her, he stayed awake a little longer.

I’ll protect you, Rapunzel. I’ll protect us, he thought, brushing his lips against her hair. No matter what the future brings.

Chapter Text

One evening, Flynn and Rapunzel walked hand in hand through the village, disguised once again. While Maximus and Pascal were watching their children, they decided to go on a date to eat ice cream and now they were enjoying every minute of their time together.

"Chocolate was definitely the best choice!" Rapunzel grinned, licking her cone.

Flynn, holding his own cone, smiled down at her. "You're right. But I still think caramel is a close second."

She still lights up over the simplest things, Flynn thought, his heart warm. Even after everything we’ve been through, she still finds joy. How did I ever get so lucky?

Rapunzel giggled and leaned up to kiss him, tasting the ice cream on his lips. They were both sneaking kisses between bites, laughing and teasing each other.

"I could stay like this forever," Flynn murmured, resting his forehead against hers. "Just you, me, and our ice cream."

"Same!" Rapunzel whispered back. "I love these moments with you, Eugene. So simple and perfect!"

Moments like this make me forget the fear, she thought. Just for a little while, it feels like the world can’t touch us.

They kissed again, longer this time, their passion growing with each touch. But suddenly, they heard a throat clearing behind them.

Startled, they quickly pulled apart and turned around. There, in the shadow of the village lanterns, stood a figure that made Rapunzel's blood run cold.

Her father.

Her heart stuttered in her chest. No. Not here. Not now.

His eyes, though filled with warmth, were fixed on them, and there was no doubt that he recognized them.

Flynn’s grip on her hand tightened protectively. Stay calm. Don’t let him take her. Don’t let him hurt her again. I won’t let history repeat itself.

Rapunzel immediately blurted out, "I'm sorry, sir. I think you are mistaking us for someone else," she stuttered, still in shock.

The King didn’t move. "Rapunzel," he said quietly. "I know it’s you. You and Flynn. I would recognize you in any disguise."

Her breath caught. He found us. After all this time, he found us. But how? Why now?

She instinctively moved in front of Flynn, shielding him. "If you're here to punish Eugene, then you have to punish me too!" she said angrily. "I won't let you take him from me!"

Flynn tried to pull her back gently, Please, let me handle this. You’ve been through enough, but Rapunzel stood firm, full of anger and fear.

But to their surprise, the King raised his hands peacefully. "I’m not here to hurt anyone, Rapunzel. I’m here to apologize. I was wrong to try to separate you and force you into an arranged marriage. I see that now. I... should have changed that law..."

“Oh, now you see it? Why couldn’t you see it back then? Why couldn’t you change that law when I asked you to? Why couldn’t you grant me the one thing I wanted?” Rapunzel yelled furiously.

He doesn’t get to act like it’s simple now. Not after everything we’ve suffered... after everything I’ve been through.

The king sighed. “Rapunzel, I am so sorry.”

“Do you really think that’s enough?”

He sighed again. “Look, I know what I did may seem unforgivable, but try to look at it from a king’s perspective.”

“Why couldn’t you look at it from a father’s perspective?”

Why didn’t you fight for me? she wanted to scream. Why did you care more about your throne than my heart?

“I am sorry. I truly am...”

“How did you even find us?”

“Well, we sent search parties and scouts everywhere and one of them spotted you in that village last year and a few months ago he found out that you live here...”

“So, that trader really was a scout?” Rapunzel asked.

“I knew it.” Flynn sighed. Damn. I knew something was off about him. I should’ve done more to keep us hidden...

“Look, you two, I’m not here to argue or to punish you. I just wanted to apologize and... ask you if you would like to come home... both of you." The king looked at them, his eyes filled with regret.

Rapunzel’s eyes narrowed, her heart still racing with anger. "You tried to force us apart! Why should I believe you now? You tried to ruin our happiness! And then you sent guards after us all the time! One of them even shot my Eugene!” She hugged Flynn, who wrapped his arms around her protectively.

Flynn’s jaw clenched. I can still feel the pain of that arrow... the way her scream sounded. I never want her to go through that again.

“I’m sorry. They didn’t listen to me. I specifically told them to bring you both back alive.”

“Oh, how generous!” she said sarcastically. “Why couldn’t you at least respect my decision to run away and let us live in peace away from the kingdom instead of making us live in constant fear of being discovered?”

The King dropped his eyes for a moment. “I...”

“And to top it all off, you told everyone that lie that he had kidnapped me!”

“I never told anyone that. The captain must have spread that lie.”

“It really suits him.” Flynn sighed again. Typical. Pass the blame down the chain. But who gave the chain the power in the first place?

The king sighed again. "Look, I know I’ve made mistakes. But I wanted you to know that the people… they’ve come to accept your love. They miss their princess, and they understand now that Flynn isn’t the villain they thought he was. You don’t have to come back if you don’t want to, but… I just wanted you to know that you’re welcome. Both of you. We all are ready to accept you."

Rapunzel’s anger didn’t disappear that easily. "Even if the people have changed their minds and accept us now, I don’t want to live in a kingdom where my husband was once hated. Where people would look down on him because of his past. I don’t need the kingdom. I have all I need right here!"

She still chooses me, Flynn thought, a lump rising in his throat. Even when it would be easier to go back. She’d give up everything, just for me...

The King nodded. "I know. And I’m not asking you to give that up. I just… I don’t want you or my grandchildren to live in poverty. How many children do you have now by the way?”

“Three. And what do you care? After all, they aren’t pure-blood royalty!” she said angrily.

“I still love them.”

“I don’t believe that!”

“But it’s the truth. And I know you’re happy here, but please, take this." He reached into his coat and pulled out a small pouch filled with gold coins. "You don’t have to come back, but I insist that you take this, for your family’s sake. I don’t want you to struggle."

Rapunzel hesitated. She looked at Flynn, who remained silent. His expression was unreadable.

We could use the help, Flynn admitted to himself reluctantly. But pride is a heavy thing. And trust... well, that’s even heavier.

She wanted to refuse. She wanted to tell her father that they didn’t need his help, but the thought of their children, their growing family, made her pause.

This isn’t for me, she reminded herself. This is for them.

Reluctantly, she stepped forward and took the bag from his hand. "Thank you." She said stiffly and quietly.

The King smiled sadly. "I love you, Rapunzel. And I’m proud of the woman you’ve become. Whatever you decide, know that your mother and I will always be here for you." With that, he turned and began to walk away, leaving them standing in silence.

Flynn gently put a hand on Rapunzel’s shoulder. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Rapunzel shook her head. "I don’t know..." she whispered, clutching the pouch of gold in her hand.

Flynn wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

I wish I could take all this weight off your shoulders, he thought. But the only thing I can do is be here for you. Always.

"We don’t have to decide anything right now," he murmured. "But whatever happens, Rapunzel, I’ll be by your side. No matter where we are, I’m yours, and you’re mine."

Tears ran down her cheeks, and she buried her face in Flynn’s chest.

"I don’t want to lose you again!" she whispered.

"You won’t! We’ll figure this out together. We always do."

Rapunzel nodded, clinging to him as they stood there in the quiet village. She knew they had a decision to make. But for now, they had each other—and that was all that mattered.

That evening, after the twins and their youngest daughter had finally fallen asleep, Rapunzel and Flynn sat by the fire, holding each other close. Flynn gently kissed her temple

“Are you alright?”

“I’m still scared.”

Flynn hugged her tighter, resting his chin lightly against her head.
She’s still shaken... I hate seeing her like this. I wish I could just take all her fear away. Protect her from everything... forever.

“You don’t have to be. Everything’s fine.” He hugged her tighter.

“It’s just… after seeing my father again, the idea of going back to the kingdom… it still frightens me! I can’t lose you again, Eugene! If they tried to punish you… I don’t know what I’d do! I’d rather stay away forever if it meant keeping you safe!”

He cupped her cheek tenderly, his thumb brushing her skin.
She’s always been so strong… but when it comes to me, she’s willing to risk everything. I don’t deserve her—but I’ll never let her carry this alone.

“Rapunzel, you’re not going to lose me. We don’t have to go back if you don’t want to. No one’s forcing us.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “I’m not going anywhere without you, okay? And if we stay here, we’ll make a life right here and I’ll make sure you’re happy wherever we are.”

She smiled through her tears.
How does he always know exactly what to say? I’m terrified... but when he looks at me like this, I believe him. I believe in us. “You already make me happy. Every single day.”

They kissed deeply, wrapping their arms around each other. When their lips finally parted, Flynn rested his forehead against hers. “If this is where you want to be, then this is where we’ll stay. But no matter what… you’ll never lose me, Rapunzel.”

She kissed him softly. “I don’t need a kingdom; I just need you.”

Flynn smiled.
She says that so easily... like it’s the most natural thing in the world. And somehow, it is. She doesn’t need riches, power, or a title—just me. Me. “And you’ve got me. Forever.”

As the night wore on, they held each other close—snuggling, kissing, making love. Every touch reminded them of how precious their bond truly was.

A few days later, Rapunzel sat by the window. She rested her hand on her belly, her heart filled with excitement and nervousness. She hadn’t told Flynn yet, but she knew that she was pregnant again.

I haven’t even told him yet. What if he panics? What if he worries too much again? But… oh, I know he’ll love this baby just like the others. Still… what if he feels overwhelmed?

Flynn entered the room and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders from behind, pressing a soft kiss to her neck. “What’s got you looking so dreamy?”

Rapunzel turned to face him. She reached up and gently placed his hand over her stomach. “Eugene…” she whispered. “We’re going to have another baby.”

Flynn’s eyes widened in surprise before he began to smile widely. Another one? We’re really doing this—again. I can’t believe how lucky I am. Four kids… four! “Another one? Wow, Rapunzel… that’s amazing!” He looked at her, his grin growing wider. “I love you.”

She laughed, running her fingers through his hair. “I love you too.” But his smile slowly faded as he looked around their small home. Can we really do this again? The money… the space… the food. What if I can’t give them enough? What if I fail her? Fail all of them?

The reality of their situation hit him hard. He pulled her closer, holding her tightly, as if trying to protect her from his sudden worry. Rapunzel sensed the shift immediately.

“What is it?” she asked, worry creeping into her voice.

Flynn sighed, brushing her hair away from her face. “Rapunzel, I… I’m just worried. We barely make enough to get by as it is. We’re about to have four children, and I don’t know if I can give you everything you deserve… everything they deserve.”

She shook her head softly.
Always thinking he’s not enough. Doesn’t he see how much he’s already given me? Doesn’t he know I never wanted anything but him?

“Eugene, we’re happy here. We have each other, and that’s what matters.”

“I know, but… what if we go back to the kingdom? Your father said we don’t have to live like this. We wouldn’t have to worry about money or whether we’ll have enough for our children. You could have everything you ever wanted.”

Rapunzel pulled away slightly, her heart tightening.
Everything I ever wanted? He still doesn’t understand. The only thing I ever truly wanted was freedom… and him. Going back could cost me both. “But I don’t want a life where I have to worry about you all the time. What if they still blame you for taking me away? I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you because we went back.”

Flynn sighed heavily, resting his forehead against hers. She’s scared… and I can’t blame her. But I have to think about all of them. About our future. How do I make the right choice for five people now? “I just don’t want to let you down or fail you, Rapunzel.”

“You could never let me down!” She whispered. “You’ve already given me everything I’ve ever wanted: love, a family, freedom and this beautiful life.”

Flynn held her close.
She believes in me so completely… but I still can’t shake the fear. What if love alone isn’t enough anymore? What if I need to do more—for her, for them? “But I want you to have more than this. You deserve more than to struggle in this village.”

Rapunzel looked up at him, her eyes filled with emotion.
He’s trying to fix everything again. Always carrying the weight of our world on his shoulders. But what if the best thing we can do is just keep carrying it together?

“But what if I don’t want more? What if all I want is you? Eugene, I’m afraid to go back. I’m scared of what could happen to you.”

Flynn sighed deeply, caressing her cheek. “I know, I know. But… we have to think about the kids too. About giving them the best life we can.”

Tears welled in her eyes again.
He’s right. We can’t just think about ourselves anymore. But I wish the world could just leave us alone—to be happy, to be safe. “I just don’t want to lose you...again!”

Flynn kissed her softly. “You won’t lose me, I promise. We can work this out together. We don’t have to make any decisions right now. But… just think about it. For our family.”

Rapunzel nodded, still feeling the ache of uncertainty, but letting his love anchor her. I don’t know what the right answer is… but I know I’m not facing it alone. And that makes all the difference. “I’ll think about it. But no matter what… I can’t live without you. We stay together, always.”

Flynn smiled gently, resting his hand over her belly. “Always.” He kissed her again, slow and tender, both of them holding onto each other —clinging not just to the moment, but to the promise of their love.

One evening a few days later, Rapunzel and Flynn sat by the fire again. The twins were asleep, and their youngest daughter was nestled in her cradle. Flynn gently brushed a strand of hair from Rapunzel’s face before kissing her tenderly.

“I’m so lucky to have you.” He whispered.

She smiled. “And I’m lucky to have you.” More than lucky. Sometimes I still wonder how this life became mine. But the fear never leaves me… the fear that it could all be taken away again.

Just as they were about to kiss again, there was a knock at the door. Rapunzel froze, her eyes wide with worry. Who would come at this hour? What if it’s someone from the kingdom? What if they found us?

Flynn immediately got up. His hand rested on a small knife they kept nearby, just in case. Please let this be nothing. Please don’t let this be danger. Not tonight—not ever again. Rapunzel had been against keeping the knife because she was still traumatized but Flynn had insisted and promised it was only for emergencies. She’s still hurting from what happened... I wish we didn’t need the knife either. But I can’t risk anything happening to her or the kids. Not again.

He opened the door carefully, revealing the Queen, Rapunzel’s mother.

“Mum?” Rapunzel gasped.

The Queen entered, looking happy. “Yes, my dear. It’s me.” She hugged Rapunzel tightly, and then turned to Flynn, smiling warmly and reassuringly. “Eugene.”

Flynn nodded, a little unsure but respectful. “Your majesty.” She looks… different. Softer. Not like before. Is it possible they’ve really changed? Or is this just a visit to sway us?

“It’s so good to see you.”

Rapunzel pulled back. “Mum... what are you doing here?”

“I came to see you both. I know you’ve been struggling with the idea of returning to the kingdom... I wanted to reassure you, my dear.”

Rapunzel bit her lip, glancing at Flynn. “I... I just don’t know if it’s safe, for my Eugene.” I won’t let them hurt him. I can’t. If I had to choose between the crown and his life, I’d throw the crown away without a second thought.

The Queen took Rapunzel’s hands. “I know you’re scared, and I understand why. But I promise you, nothing will happen to your Eugene. Your father and I have made sure of that. He won’t be punished, and the people of the kingdom have changed their hearts. They would accept you both, your love, your children...” She glanced to the side and noticed the cradle of their youngest daughter. “Oh, she is so sweet! How many children do you have now?”

“Three. Our twins are asleep in their room.” Rapunzel put her hand over her stomach. “And another one on the way.”

“Really? Oh, how wonderful!”

Rapunzel hesitated.
This is what I wanted to hear… but why does it still feel like a trap? It’s too easy. Too soon. How could the kingdom really change that much?

“Mum, I don’t know if I can return to the kingdom. You all rejected our love and my husband, and I don’t think they could all change their minds that quickly. A year ago, they were still spreading horrible, mean rumours about us!”

The Queen looked remorseful. “We have made sure that everyone sees that he is not the villain. We made sure they changed their minds. And I’m really sorry. I know we should have done that in the first place.” Rapunzel’s eyes filled with tears as her mother continued. “I’ve always liked Eugene. I knew from the start that he had a good heart. I’m sorry that we tried to keep you apart, but that was never my intention. I should have changed your father’s mind back then. I am very sorry.”

Rapunzel’s eyes filled with tears. She leaned into Flynn, who instinctively wrapped his arms around her protectively.
Part of me wants to believe her. The other part is still the girl who ran from everything, terrified of losing the only person who ever made me feel free. “I just... I don’t know. The thought of going back... I’m still scared. And you know, apart from the fact that I don’t want to return to a kingdom where my husband was once hated and where our love was considered a scandal, I... I don’t think I’m cut out to be a queen! You know, I was never raised to be one and I don’t think I could rule a country! I... I just couldn’t!”

“I understand, dear. And you don’t have to if you don’t think you could. We could give the throne to someone else. A cousin of yours for example.”

“You could do that?”

“Of course. In the years when you were kidnapped, we did think about finding someone to take the throne after us. We considered several of our nieces and nephews. And we could still give the throne to one of them. But you two would still be welcome to the live in the castle.”

Live there… but not rule. That… that’s actually a relief. But still, can I trust the kingdom to love Eugene the way I do? “But I... I’m still scared something could happen to him!”

“I understand, my dear. And I’m not here to force you. You don’t have to go back if you’re not ready. But your father and I want to help you, no matter what you decide.” The Queen pulled out a small pouch, filled with gold coins. “Take this. It’s enough to support you and the children. If you ever want to come back, the doors are open. But if you choose to stay here, we will support you.”

Rapunzel looked at the bag and hesitated before taking it. After everything… she still wants to help. Maybe… maybe she really does understand now. “Thank you, Mum.”

The Queen kissed her forehead. “I love you, Rapunzel. And I love your family. I only want you to be happy.”

Rapunzel nodded, tears in her eyes as her mother turned to leave. As the door closed, Rapunzel wrapped her arms tightly around Flynn.

Flynn kissed the top of her head. “Are you alright?”

She shook her head. “I... I don’t know. I’m still so scared, Eugene! I couldn’t live without you! I just couldn’t! If anything happened to you...”

Flynn held her tightly, stroking her back.
She’s shaking. I hate that I can’t take this fear from her. But I’ll never let her go through it alone. “Shh!” Flynn whispered. “Nothing will happen to me, I promise! We don’t have to go back if you don’t want to. But your parents both seem to accept us now. So maybe, it’s safe...”

“But the last time I went back somewhere after running away...you know what happened!” She covered her face as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Flynn pulled her close again, firm and gentle.
Of course. She’s thinking of Gothel. Of that tower. Of the betrayal. And I can’t erase that pain—but I can remind her this is different. It has to be.

“Oh, sweetheart. So that’s it? But this is a completely different situation! You will not lose me, Rapunzel. I promise.”

“I am just so terrified something might happen to you again!”

“It won’t. You heard your parents; they both changed their minds and accept us now. They wouldn’t punish me.”

“But what about the rest of the kingdom? What if they still don’t accept us? What if they still hold a grudge?”

“Then how about we return for a trip to test the waters? You know, in disguise to hear what the people there think of us. And if we don’t like what we hear, we stay away. And if they accept us now, we can decide if we want to return.”

“Hm? Yes, I think that’s a possibility.”

He caressed her back. “Then let’s do it that way. But don’t think about it now. Just remember, no matter where we are, as long as we’re together, I’m happy. We’ll figure it out together, alright?”

Rapunzel sighed, pressing her forehead against his.
He always knows how to calm the storm inside me. Maybe we can find peace… and maybe we can finally go back. If it’s really safe… maybe. “I just... I don’t want to lose you again.”

“You won’t.” Flynn promised, kissing her softly. “You’ll never lose me. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Then I love you the most.”

“And I you too.”

They kissed softly and found comfort in each other’s arms.

On a cool, autumn morning, Flynn and Rapunzel decided to take a trip to the kingdom. They packed up their things, along with Maximus, Pascal, and their three children and prepared to return to the kingdom in secret. Flynn had new disguises for them to make sure no one would recognize them.

As he helped Rapunzel with her cloak, he paused and admired her. “You look beautiful.” He said. Even after all this time, through every hardship and sleepless night, she still takes my breath away. And now, she’s carrying another life inside her. How did I ever get so lucky? I have to keep them all safe.

She turned to him. “Thank you, Eugene. I’m still a bit scared, to be honest.”

Flynn gave her a reassuring smile, taking her hand. “We’re just testing the waters, sunshine. If we don’t like what we hear, we can go back to our peaceful life in this village. No pressure, no rush.”

Rapunzel looked at him, her heart full of love for the man who had always put her happiness above everything. He always knows how to calm me. Even when I’m shaking inside. I want to believe it’s safe now… but my heart still remembers the pain, the shame. I just want to protect my children — and him. Always him. “As long as I have you and our children, I know I’ll be fine.”

Flynn kissed her hand. “And you’ll always have me.” No matter what the world says, I’m not letting anyone take this from us. She’s my world. They all are.

With that, they mounted Maximus and set off for the kingdom, still uncertain. It took them a few days to reach the kingdom, where they went to a busy village just beyond the castle walls.

There were market traders shouting, children playing in the streets, and townsfolk gathering to gossip. Flynn and Rapunzel, with their children, walked carefully through the crowds, listening to conversations here and there.

“Did you hear about the princess and that criminal she ran off with?” An older woman asked her friend. “They say they’ve never been found.”

Another man, sitting by a fountain, added: “I heard the king and queen have been sending out search parties for years. But I doubt they’ll ever return.”

They talk about us like ghosts. Like a fairy tale that faded away. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Part of me wants to shout ‘We’re here!’ But the fear is louder. What if it’s still not safe?

Flynn’s hand gently squeezed hers. Same old whispers. I can take it. I’ve heard worse. But I hate how it makes her eyes dim. I just want her to feel safe again — to believe she belongs.

They listened to the conversations around them. Rapunzel held Flynn’s hand tightly as they moved from place to place, stopping at a small bakery where the couple overheard two women talking at the window.

“I don’t think anyone’s mad at the princess for falling in love with him.” One of the women said, surprising Rapunzel. “She deserved her happiness. He saved her life, didn’t he?”

Flynn raised his eyebrows slightly and exchanged a look with Rapunzel. Hearing people defend their love was something he’d never dared to imagine. Wait… did she really say that? Someone actually believes in us? Maybe… just maybe, the tide is turning.

Did I hear that right? Someone’s defending us? My heart... oh, my heart might actually break from the hope creeping in.

The second woman sighed. “I heard that too. The real problem was with the nobles, I think. But they’ve all softened over the years. People change. It wouldn’t surprise me if the kingdom accepted them back now.”

Rapunzel pressed Flynn’s hand as she leaned into his side. “Did you hear that?” She whispered.

Flynn nodded, looking closely at the street as they moved along, feeling a bit more confident. But they didn’t stop there. For the rest of the afternoon, they listened to conversations about the missing princess and her husband, always keeping their distance and never revealing their true selves. They heard a mix of opinions: Some people were still unsure about Flynn’s past as a thief, while others defended their love story as one of bravery and redemption.

That evening, Flynn and Rapunzel found a quiet bench in a small park away from the market. Their children played nearby while Pascal kept a watchful eye on them.

“Do you think the people have really forgiven us?” Rapunzel asked, resting her head on Flynn’s shoulder.

Flynn put his arm around her, pulling her close. “I think… it sounds like they’re ready to accept us. I wasn’t sure at first, but it feels different now. People talk about us like we’re a love story, not a scandal anymore.” I spent so many years thinking I’d ruined her life. But now… maybe I helped write a better one. Maybe we were always meant to prove them wrong.

Rapunzel smiled softly, her hand resting on her growing belly. “Maybe it really is time to go back.” If they’ve changed… if they really see us now… maybe my children can grow up with the future I never had. Maybe it’s safe to hope again.

Flynn kissed the top of her head, while his hand gently caressed her back. “If you’re ready, I am too. But I don’t want to push you, sunshine. We can stay here in this village a little longer, keep listening and see how it feels.”

Rapunzel looked up at him, her eyes full of love and determination. “No, I think you’re right. If the kingdom is ready to accept us, then I want to raise our children in a place where they can have everything they deserve. And as long as I have you, I know I can face anything.” He makes me brave. He always has. Maybe I don’t need to be a queen. Maybe I just need to be their mother — his wife — and walk forward, one step at a time.

Flynn smiled. “Then we’ll go back together.” He whispered, leaning down to kiss her tenderly. “And I’ll make sure you have the life you deserve, just like I promised.”

Their kiss deepened and as the stars twinkled above them, they held each other close, knowing that no matter where they were, they would always find happiness in each other.

Later that night, as they settled into their accommodation in the village, Flynn pulled Rapunzel close, their bodies fitting together perfectly. “Whatever happens tomorrow, remember that I love you.” He whispered.

“And I love you.” She replied, snuggling closer to him.

They kissed gently, but soon passion ignited, and they found themselves lost in the heat of the moment. Their kisses deepened, and Rapunzel tangled her fingers in his hair, savoring every touch. This… this is where I feel safe. In his arms, I forget the world. I forget the fear. Here, there’s only love — warm, endless, and true.

Every time I touch her, I remember what I’m fighting for. I’ll never stop choosing her. Not once. Not ever.

As they melted into one another, their worries faded away. They knew that whatever challenges awaited them, they would face them together.

Afterwards, they lay in each other’s arms. Flynn gently caressed her back.

“I promise you,” Flynn murmured, pulling her closer, “I’ll make sure you have the best life possible. You deserve everything your heart desires.”

Rapunzel smiled. “And I want nothing more than to be with you. Wherever you are is my home.”

“And mine is wherever you are.” She is my compass. My family. My reason to change. I will never stop protecting this life we’ve made.

Even if the world tries again to tear us apart, I know now — I’m strong enough. Because he’s beside me.

Then they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. In that moment, they knew they were ready to face whatever lay ahead.

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The next morning, Rapunzel slowly woke up. She glanced at Flynn who was still asleep and kissed him gently, waking him with a soft smile.

Flynn stirred, eyes fluttering open to the sight of her face. “Morning, beautiful,” he mumbled.

“Good morning,” she replied with bright eyes. “Are you ready for today?”

Flynn nodded. “Absolutely. Let’s show the kingdom that our love is worth fighting for.” I never imagined I'd get this far. That we'd make it back here… together. Today, I'm going to stand proud with the woman I love more than anything. No more hiding. No more running.

They got up, dressed, and put on their disguises before setting off toward the castle with their children, Pascal, and Maximus.

As they approached the gates, they saw guards patrolling. A few steps ahead of them, Flynn and Rapunzel took a deep breath. This is it. There’s no turning back. I just hope we’re truly ready—for whatever comes next. For our children’s sake, for Eugene’s sake… for my own.

Flynn pressed her hand and gave her an encouraging smile. “On three, okay?” I have to be strong for her. For all of them. If this goes wrong, I’ll take the blame—but if it goes right… maybe we can finally come back.

Rapunzel nodded.

“One, two… three!”

They pulled off their wigs, revealing themselves. The guards gasped.

Suddenly a voice called out: “Look! It’s Princess Rapunzel and Flynn Rider!”

They turned around to see a crowd forming, cheering. Rapunzel was deeply touched. They're smiling… They’re actually happy to see us. After all these years… Could they have truly forgiven us?

Even Flynn felt warmth rise in his chest at the cheers. I thought I’d be met with judgment or worse—but they’re welcoming us. I never believed this could happen.

Then the king and queen emerged from the castle. They embraced their daughter and son-in-law warmly.

The queen beamed as she knelt to hug the twins and picked up little Lilly. “I’m so glad you decided to return! You are all welcome here! And we will make sure your growing family has everything it needs! Come in, come in!”

Later, the king and queen hosted a great feast. Laughter and music filled the hall. Rapunzel watched as her twins played. They look so happy. Like they’ve always belonged here. Maybe… maybe this really is where we’re meant to be.

Flynn watched them, a smile spreading on his face. “Look at them! They fit right in!”

She smiled, kissing him on the cheek.

Then the king stood and raised a toast. “Everyone, I propose a toast to my daughter and her wonderful family. And a special toast to my son-in-law. A man to whom I owe an apology.” He looked at Flynn and sighed. “I am truly, very sorry, son. It was so wrong to try to force you apart. I was pressured by all the other royals. They told me that my kingdom would be lost if I allowed a former criminal to marry my daughter. So, I just lost it and made a huge mistake. I’m sorry! But I can see now that you are not just a criminal. You are a very fine man, and I can see that there could be no better husband for my daughter. You have all my blessings!”

Flynn blushed. Is this real? Is he actually saying this? After everything? I… I never thought he’d forgive me—let alone accept me. I never thought I’d hear those words. Not from him. All those nights I spent wondering if I’d ever be accepted, if I was good enough for her... And now—here I am. Not just forgiven, but welcomed. This is what redemption feels like. And I didn’t do it alone—she believed in me every step of the way. “Thank you, your majesty. This means a lot to me. And I forgive you.”

“Oh, you don’t have to call me that anymore. You can call me dad.”

Flynn blinked. “Yeah, no. That would be too soon.”

“Yeah, I agree.” They all laughed.

Rapunzel looked at her father with softened eyes. I’ve waited so long for him to see Eugene the way I do. All those years I felt torn between my love and my past, like I had to choose. But this moment—it’s the bridge between both worlds. My family has changed. I’ve changed. And now, it finally feels like we’re healing. “Thank you for finally seeing how wonderful he is, dad. I really couldn’t imagine my life without him. And I don’t know if Mum told you, but we’re expecting another baby,” Rapunzel added.

Another toast followed for their fourth grandchild.

A family. A future. Once upon a time, I was alone, surviving day to day. Now I’m a husband, a father, and somehow... a son-in-law to a king who once hated me. Life’s funny like that. I wouldn’t trade any part of our journey for the world—not even the hardest days.

We’ve come so far from the tower, from the streets, from hiding. This is what I always dreamed of—not the crown, not the castle—but being loved, seen, and understood. And finally, we're all standing in the same light.

After the feast, Flynn and Rapunzel made their way to their new shared room while their children slept in their new nursery. Rapunzel opened the door and looked inside. Beautiful tapestries hung on the walls, and the windows opened up to a breathtaking view of the gardens below. She was impressed how cozy it felt, a perfect sanctuary for their growing family.

“It’s perfect,” she said softly. It's beautiful. Everything I once dreamed of... and yet it still feels like us. That’s the real magic.

“So are you.”

“Then let’s make the most of tonight.” She grinned.

Their fingers intertwined. Flynn stepped closer, caressing her cheek. “Let’s celebrate our new beginning, shall we?” She’s still my light. Through everything—every mile, every fear—she never stopped shining. And now we’re here, finally free to love each other fully.

Rapunzel nodded with a wide grin and leaned forward to kiss him softly. The kiss deepened, filled with all the passion and longing they had felt during their time away. As their lips moved together, Flynn’s hands pulled her closer until there was no space left between them. Rapunzel melted into him as she felt the warmth of his body against hers. “Eugene.” She whispered, her voice filled a mix of longing and affection.

“Just us, Rapunzel.” He murmured against her lips, before capturing them once more in a passionate kiss. With gentle urgency, Flynn led her to their bed and laid her down carefully, his hands exploring the familiar curves of her body as he kissed his way down her neck. Rapunzel gasped at each tender caress. No matter how much changes, this feeling never does. The way he loves me, holds me—it’s always home.

“I love you, my sunshine,” he whispered.

“I love you too, my Eugene. More than anything.”

They continued to lose themselves in each other while the world outside faded away. They were lost in their passion, their bodies entwined as they created a new passionate memory. It was a moment filled with laughter, soft whispers, tender kisses and endless love.

Later, as they lay tangled in the sheets, Rapunzel nestled against Flynn’s chest, her fingers gently caressing his skin. But as they held each other, she sighed softly with a faraway look in her eyes. Flynn noticed immediately and looked at her tenderly and lovingly.

“What is it, sweetheart?” he asked quietly, brushing a lock of hair away from her face.

How do I even say this without sounding ungrateful? I am happy. I just… miss the quiet. The closeness. “I was just thinking,” she whispered. “Now that we’re back… I’m happy, of course. It’s just…” She bit her lip, struggling to put her feelings into words. Flynn continued to stroke her hair, waiting patiently.

“I’m afraid I’m gonna miss the simple life.” She confessed. “Out there, it was just us. No royal duties, no expectations. We were free. I… I don’t want to lose that, Eugene. What if this life, with all its responsibilities, takes us away from each other? What if I lose the closeness we had when it was just the two of us?”

Flynn pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her forehead. I knew this might happen. She’s right—we gave up simplicity for this. But she means more to me than any castle or crown. I’d trade it all again if she ever needed me to. “Rapunzel, you’ll never lose me, no matter where we are. I promise. We don’t have to be bound by anything here. If you ever feel trapped or like you’re losing that simple life, we’ll leave. We’ll travel wherever you want, whenever you want. We’ll see the world together, just like we dreamed. This time, we don’t even have to live in fear when we travel. And even if we stay here, we can still be free in our hearts, in our love.”

“Do you really think we can still be happy here, even with everything that comes with it?”

Flynn leaned in and kissed her softly. When he pulled back, he looked into her loving eyes. “I promise I will do whatever it takes to make you happy. You’re my home, Rapunzel. No castle or crown could ever change that.”

Tears of love formed in her eyes. He always knows just what to say. No matter how afraid I am, he makes me feel safe again. This is why I chose him. Why I’ll always choose him. She reached up and kissed him, deeply, passionately, pouring all her love into the kiss. Flynn responded, pulling her to him as the kiss deepened, their bodies pressing against each other and their hearts beating in union.

When they finally broke the kiss breathlessly, Rapunzel whispered: “I love you so much, Eugene.”

“And I love you more than anything, sunshine.” They kissed again. When they finally pulled apart, Rapunzel rested her head on his chest once more, feeling his heartbeat. “We’ll make our own rules.” Flynn said softly. “We’ll live the life we want, together. Whether it’s here, out there, or somewhere in between. As long as we’re together, we’ll always be happy.”

Rapunzel smiled and snuggled closer to him. “I believe you. As long as I’m with you, I know everything will be perfect.”

And with that, they drifted off to a peaceful sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, ready to face whatever came next, together.

Six months later, their fourth child, another boy named William, was born. With Rapunzel’s cousin now the next heir to the throne, she felt a deep sense of relief. Finally… the weight is gone. No more crown hanging over my head. Just paints, laughter, and the rhythm of our family life. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.

She could now truly become the artist she had always dreamed of being, raising her children with Flynn in peace and love, without too many expectations.

Flynn, too, embraced his new life. Now, as a writer, he could channel his love for storytelling into something meaningful while still devoting himself to raising their children alongside Rapunzel. Who would've thought? Me—former thief, now a father of four and a writer. The best part is, I still get to come home to her. Every day. That’s my greatest plot twist yet.

Even amidst the joyful chaos of parenting, they never let go of each other. Romantic and passionate moments still found their place in their lives, tucked between naptimes, bedtime stories, and bursts of creativity.

For Rapunzel’s next birthday, they decided to travel to a faraway kingdom by the sea—a gift to themselves as much as to each other.

One evening, after putting the baby to sleep, Rapunzel joined Flynn on a cozy couch near the window. They snuggled together, the rhythmic sound of waves drifting through the open windows as the breeze touched their skin.

“I’ve missed this,” Rapunzel whispered, her head nestled against his shoulder, looking up at him with a soft smile. The quiet… the stillness. No footsteps in the hallway. No formalities. Just the sea, the stars, and Eugene.

“Being away? Just the two of us?” Flynn asked, smiling dreamily at her.

She nodded. “Yes. No duties, no expectations. Just you and me.”

Flynn gently kissed her. “I’ve missed it too. Missed you.” Even when we’re surrounded by love, sometimes it feels like we’re just passing each other in the hallway. But now… now I get all of her again. Just for a moment. And I won’t waste it.

Their kiss deepened, charged with emotion and longing that only time and devotion could create.

They pulled apart for a moment, eyes still locked.

“Are you happy, Rapunzel? Here... away from the palace, from everything… with me?”

She smiled, placing a hand gently on his chest.

“I’m happy wherever you are, Eugene. We could be anywhere in the world, and I’d still be happy… because you’re my home.” He always asks me like he doubts he’s enough. But he doesn’t realize—he is everything. More than the sea, more than the stars. He’s the one place I belong.

Flynn pulled her closer, arms wrapping firmly around her waist.

“And you’re mine, my sunshine. Always.” I used to chase the next big thing. Treasure, thrills, freedom. But somehow, all roads led back to her. Turns out, the greatest adventure was loving her all along.

Their kisses grew more urgent, their touches more tender. They made love quietly, slowly, savoring each other. Every glance, every sigh, every brush of skin against skin spoke of something deep and lasting.

Afterward, they lay tangled together, Rapunzel’s cheek pressed to his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her.

“We can have this, you know,” Flynn whispered, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “We can travel whenever you want, escape when we need to, but still have our lives at the castle. I’ll make sure of that.” She deserves to have both—freedom and roots. And I’ll give her both, if it’s the last thing I do.

Rapunzel smiled. “That sounds perfect.”

Flynn kissed her forehead and held her tighter. “We’ll always have the best of both worlds, Rapunzel. Whatever makes you the happiest.”

“And being with you is what makes me the happiest,” she whispered. This… this is enough. More than enough. A life with Eugene. A love like this. It’s all I’ll ever need.

Wrapped in each other’s arms, they fell asleep to the soft rhythm of the waves. Their vacation wasn’t just a break—it was a reminder.

No matter where they were, their love was home.

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Flynn and Rapunzel continued to live happily ever after, raising their children in the castle and traveling whenever they wished. Rapunzel felt a new sense of peace. I never knew how light life could feel until the crown passed to someone else. Now I can just... live. Create. Be a mother. Be his.

Freed from royal expectations, she could finally focus on her art and enjoy life with Flynn and their children, living the simple, joyful life she’d always dreamed of.

Flynn, too, had found his rhythm. He spent his days writing and storytelling, but his heart remained rooted in the life he shared with Rapunzel and their little ones. I used to think freedom was out there somewhere—over a wall, beyond the next horizon. But no. It’s here. With her. In this castle full of tiny feet and soft giggles, and quiet nights when I get to hold her close.

Though parenthood and daily life were busy, Flynn and Rapunzel still stole romantic, passionate moments for themselves, savoring their hard-won happiness and the life they'd built together.

The castle had become their sanctuary—but with the freedom to leave whenever they wanted. No more hiding. No more fear. Rapunzel no longer had to worry for Flynn’s safety, and he no longer had to wonder how to provide for his family.

For so long, I feared we’d lose this before we ever had the chance to live it. But now... it’s real. He’s mine, and I’m his. Finally.

Yet, sometimes, their dream was shadowed by memories of darker times. The only lingering remnants were the nightmares—those sudden, sharp reminders of what they’d survived. When they came, Flynn was always there, grounding her in the present.

One night, Rapunzel woke from one of those dreams, breathless and shaken. Flynn's arms were already around her, holding her tight.

“Rapunzel, hey.” His voice was soft as he brushed a tear from her cheek. “I’m right here. Everything’s okay.”

She clutched his shirt like it was a lifeline. “Oh, Eugene... I dreamt it again! That horrible moment in the tower… She stabbed you, and you were... you were…” Her voice cracked, and she broke down, burying her face in his chest.

That pain in her voice—I'd do anything to erase it. If I could go back and spare her even one second of that fear, I would. Flynn gently lifted her chin. “You’re safe now. We’re safe,” he murmured, guiding her hand to his chest. “Feel that? I’m here. And nothing—not even our past—can take that away. We saved each other, and we’re safe now. You’ll never lose me again.”

His heartbeat... steady and strong. It pulls me back every time. It's my anchor when I feel like I'm drowning in memory. She inhaled deeply, feeling the thrum beneath her fingertips. “I’m still haunted by that moment, even though it’s been so long now! I’m terrified... I could never lose you again. When will these nightmares finally stop?”

Flynn brushed a lock of hair from her face. “It’s okay. It’s over. It won’t happen again. And... I often have nightmares too.”

“Yeah, I remember.”

“About the same thing as you, actually.”

She looked up at him, surprised. “What do you do when you have those nightmares?”

Flynn smiled gently, drawing her in. “I hug you tighter in bed. I try not to wake you, but just feeling you alive and safe in my arms always calms me.” Even in my dreams, it’s always her—her face, her voice, the thought of losing her. But when I hold her, even the ghosts disappear.

Rapunzel giggled softly through her tears and sighed. “Will the nightmares ever go away completely?”

“Probably not completely. But we just have to remember it’s in the past. And we’re here now, together. That’s what matters.”

She nodded, comforted by the way he held her, the warmth of his body and the love that radiated from him. He always knows the right thing to say. I could drown in doubt, and he’d still find a way to bring me back to shore.

She kissed him passionately, her way of thanking him without words. He kissed her back with equal intensity, as if pouring every vow he’d ever made into that moment. When they finally pulled apart, they lay down again, Rapunzel resting her head on his chest as his arms circled her.

“Try to sleep some more,” he whispered. “And remember, you’re safe. I’m safe. Everything is fine.” He kissed her forehead. “I love you. Always and forever.”

“I love you too, my Eugene.”

The next morning, Rapunzel awoke slowly to the sight of Flynn sleeping beside her, his face calm, his body relaxed. Even in sleep, he looks like peace. Like home. How did I get this lucky? How did I ever live without him?

She reached up and brushed a few strands of hair from his forehead. As if sensing her touch, Flynn opened his eyes and smiled.

“Good morning, my sunshine,” he murmured, voice heavy with affection.

“Good morning, my love.” She leaned in and kissed him softly. One kiss turned into another... and another... until they were both giggling softly, lost in their private morning.

Eventually, they rested their foreheads together.

“Did you sleep better?” he asked gently.

“Yes, luckily, no nightmares.” Her voice faltered. “But I’m still scared, Eugene. Sometimes I feel like I could lose you again, and that terrifies me.”

Flynn didn’t speak right away. He just pulled her into his arms, wrapping himself around her like a shield. If I could take away every ounce of her fear, I would. I’d spend a lifetime proving she’ll never lose me. Because nothing—not even time—could keep me from her.

He held her close, cheek resting against her head, his breath calm and sure. “You’ll never lose me, Rapunzel. Not ever. I’m right here, and I’ll be here for as long as you want me. Forever, if that’s what it takes.”

She smiled, heart swelling as he kissed her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips. She melted into it, letting go of everything but him.

Flynn gently guided her hand to his chest again. “This heart of mine? It’s yours. And it’s not stopping anytime soon. You’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.”

His heart. His words. They tether me, like sunlight through the clouds. No fear can stay when I’m this close to him. She laughed softly, the sound clearing the last of the night’s shadows. He pulled her close again, arms strong around her.

“I’ll remind you as many times as you need. Day or night. I love you more than anything. So if you ever feel that worry again, just wake me up, and I’ll be here. I’ll always be here.”

Rapunzel nestled into him, heart full. “It’s just... these nightmares. You have them too. We should do something—maybe... maybe we should face it. Go back to where it all happened. Maybe that’s the only way we can finally leave it behind.”

Flynn didn’t hesitate. He looked into her eyes, steady and unwavering. “Then we’ll go. Together.” If going back will help her heal, then I’ll walk through every shadow by her side. There’s nothing we can’t face—so long as we face it together.

No matter how dark that place was... it led me to him. And now, with him beside me, I’m finally strong enough to go back—and let it go.

Later that day, Rapunzel and Flynn stood in front of the tower.

The air was still, the same eerie silence that once wrapped this place in isolation. Rapunzel stared up at it, her breath hitching in her throat, her hands trembling as old memories clawed their way to the surface. After all this time… it still feels like that tower is holding pieces of me hostage. I hate this place. And yet… part of me needs to stand inside it again—just once—on my own terms.

Flynn stood behind her, his arms wrapping protectively around her waist. He could feel the way her body tensed in his embrace.

“Rapunzel, you don’t have to go in there,” he said gently, his voice low and steady in her ear.

She closed her eyes and leaned back into him slightly, trying to anchor herself in the warmth of his touch. “But what if it’s the only way to find closure?” she whispered.

I wish I could carry this pain for her. If I could, I’d tear this place down brick by brick just to erase the hurt from her eyes. “And what if it just triggers more bad memories?” he replied, concern written all over his face. But before he could say anything more, a sudden sound echoed from the tower’s broken window.

They both froze.

“What was that?” Rapunzel asked, eyes wide with fear.

Flynn instinctively stepped in front of her, scanning the structure. “Oh no! Looks like the place is haunted now,” he joked, though the tension in his voice betrayed his unease. “Or maybe someone’s brave enough to go up there.”

“I have to go in there,” Rapunzel said, her voice steady despite the tremble in her hands.

“No, it’s too dangerous.”

“But I have to find closure!” she insisted, eyes locked on the towering structure that had once imprisoned her. I was a prisoner here. I need to be more than that. I need to reclaim it—not for anyone else, but for me. And for the life I’ve built since.

Flynn looked at her, her eyes full of determination. He could see it—the same fire that had burned in her when they first escaped this place together. She’s stronger than anyone I’ve ever known. But I still can’t help wanting to shield her from everything. Especially this place.

With a heavy sigh, he gave in. “Alright. But I’m going in first, okay? I need to make sure it’s safe for you.”

Rapunzel let out a breath and laughed, the tension loosening just slightly. “You don’t have to protect me all the time.”

Flynn stepped closer, his voice gentle but firm. “But I need closure too. Which means I have to go in anyway. And I want to go first, so I can warn you if it’s too bad.”

She smiled softly, heart aching with love even through the fear. “Very well, but please be careful.” He’s always trying to protect me. Even when I feel broken, he treats me like I’m whole. That’s what love is, isn’t it? Never letting each other fall alone.

Flynn smiled and brushed a lock of hair from her face, his fingers lingering against her skin. They shared a quick, tender kiss before he turned toward the secret entrance.

But before he could go far, Rapunzel quickly caught up to him and grabbed his hand, her eyes intense and shimmering with tears.

“Wait! Really, be careful! And don’t you dare not come back to me, okay?” I can’t go through that pain again. I couldn’t survive it. So please, Eugene… come back. Come back to me.

Flynn grinned at her, the warmth in his eyes softening his teasing tone. “Don’t worry. Whatever’s in there, I’ve seen worse. I’ll be back before you know it.”

He cupped her cheek and stroked it gently with his thumb. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

They kissed again—this time slower, lingering—like it might have to last a lifetime.

If this place tries to hurt her again… I’ll fight ghosts, monsters, anything it takes. But she won’t face it alone. She never will again.

Finally, they slowly parted. Flynn took a deep breath and turned toward the tower. As he approached the secret entrance, his steps were slow but sure.

Rapunzel watched him go, her heart pounding in her chest. This place once nearly took him from me. But not this time. This time, we’re not victims. We’re stronger. And we face it together.

She stood in the clearing, hands clasped tightly over her heart, watching the man she loved disappear into the shadows of a place that had once been her prison. But this time… he was her light.

Once inside the tower, Flynn made his way up the spiral staircase, every creaking step beneath his boots echoing like ghosts of the past. I told her I’d be fine. I told myself I’d be fine. But this place… it still smells like fear. Like blood and betrayal and pain.

The air was thick, stale — untouched for years. The place was dark and quiet. He couldn’t help but notice the mirror shards and Rapunzel’s long hair scattered across the floor. Her hair… Her old hair. I remember cutting it, with trembling hands and blood rushing from my chest. I’d never seen her cry so hard. I never want to again.

He forced himself to look away from the other staircase — the one he knew still bore the faintest stains of his own blood. That place had once taken his life… and nearly hers.

“Hello? Is anyone here?” he called out, his voice echoing in the empty room. He heard a faint sound at the back of the room and walked towards it. There, he saw a candle. As he lit it, he carefully moved forward. “I’m sorry to bother you.” he began, his voice hesitant. “But we had to come here to... make peace with the past.”

Suddenly, an angry voice shouted from the shadows. “I can’t believe it! It’s you!”

Flynn froze, his heart pounding. “Who’s there? Someone I know?”

“I wish I didn’t know you!” The voice growled.

“That voice... It sounds familiar.” Flynn muttered to himself, stepping cautiously towards the sound. As the figure emerged from the shadows, Flynn’s eyes widened in horror. No. No, it can’t be.

It was Gothel.

“You!” She spat, her ghostly form looming in the weak light.

Flynn stumbled back, nearly dropping the candle. He caught it just in time, raising it defensively. “You…”

“Yes, it’s me!” Gothel growled. “Not exactly thrilled to see you either! Where’s my dagger when I need it?”

This can’t be real. She’s… she’s dead. I saw her fall. I held Rapunzel as she crumbled into dust. This… isn’t possible. “How… how are you here? You’re dead!” he demanded, trying to mask the shake in his voice.

“I could ask you the same question! The last time we saw each other, we were both dying!” Gothel snapped.

Flynn swallowed hard. He lit her up and noticed that she was transparent. “You’re... transparent. You’re a ghost!”

“Thanks, Captain Obvious! I almost didn’t notice!” Gothel mocked.

“A ghost…” Flynn whispered, barely able to process it.

“And whose fault is that?” Gothel’s voice grew louder. “You did this to me! You doomed us both back then! Yet you’re alive, but I’m stuck like this! Explain that to me!”

Flynn took a deep breath, his voice calm but resistant. “It’s alright. You’re a ghost. You can’t hurt Rapunzel or me anymore.”

“How are you alive? Answer me!” Gothel’s voice was full of fury. “I stabbed you! And you destroyed the only thing that could have saved you... that could have saved me! You condemned me! You condemned us both! How could you do such a stupid thing?”

This again… Always her, always twisting things. Nothing was ever her fault. Even when she stabbed me, even when she locked up a child for her own vanity — she still plays the victim. Flynn clenched his fists, his eyes narrowing. “I couldn’t let her give up her life for me!”

“Why? She wanted it that way!”

“Because I love her.”

Gothel’s form flickered in the candlelight. “Hm, I see. I underestimated you. You really do love her, don’t you? So much so that you almost didn’t get anything out of it for yourself.”

She’ll never understand. Love was always a currency to her — something to manipulate. She never saw the kind of love Rapunzel gave freely. Flynn’s gaze was firm as he came closer. “When you truly love someone, you don’t think of yourself first. You think of them. But of course, you wouldn’t understand that! You’ve never loved anyone but yourself! And for that, I pity you!”

Gothel laughed bitterly. “Love? Love is a weakness! Look at what it made you both do! You were both willing to sacrifice your lives for each other, you both nearly died for it and for what? It would have been pointless!”

Flynn’s jaw tightened. “No! Love isn’t a weakness! It’s a strength! But you, like I said, you know nothing about it! And that’s your real weakness!”

“You’re delusional!” Gothel spat.

“I could say the same about you!” Flynn shot back.

She glared at him, her transparent form trembling with anger. “Now, tell me this: how are you here? How did you survive that?”

Flynn shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t really understand it either. Maybe it’s because there was still some magic in her tears. Maybe it was love. Or maybe I was just lucky.”

Gothel’s eyes glittered with mockery. “Oh, true love’s tear, huh?”

Flynn’s expression hardened. “I don’t care what you call it! You tell me, how could you be so cruel? How could you imprison such a sweet girl for 18 years, just to steal her power? How could you live with yourself?”

Gothel’s laugh was cold, almost satisfied. “Oh, very good! Thank you.”

Flynn sighed angrily. “You are a monster!”

Gothel’s eyes burned with fury. “And you’re an idiot, Flynn Rider! A lovesick idiot who ruined everything! If it hadn’t been for you, she’d still be in this tower with me, and she’d still have her loving mother!”

“Yeah, thank goodness I came across that tower that day!” Flynn mumbled, turning away. I’d do it again. A thousand times. Because the look on Rapunzel’s face when she saw the stars for the first time? That’s worth more than anything you ever ‘loved.’ He let out a heavy sigh. “I’m wasting my time. This is getting us nowhere. And there’s no way I’m letting Rapunzel set foot in here.”

As he started to move towards the trapdoor, Gothel reappeared, blocking his path.

“You can’t just barge in here and expect to walk away like that!” She hissed.

Flynn grinned, his tone mocking. “Oh, I very much can! I’m not afraid of you! You’re a ghost! You can’t hurt us anymore!” He moved towards the trapdoor, but Gothel tried to follow, only to stop as if invisible chains held her back. “Aha! You’re bound to this place! Thank God!” Flynn said relieved. “You can’t follow us or haunt us down anymore.” She’s stuck in the tower. Just like she kept Rapunzel trapped. How poetic. How fitting.

He hurried down the stairs. “No! You can’t leave!” Gothel’s voice echoed, but she couldn’t follow.

Flynn reached the bottom, heart still racing, breath heavy, sweat clinging to his brow. He leaned against the wall and let out a long, shaky exhale. She’s gone. Really gone. And this time… I’m not the one dying. I’m alive. And I’m going back to the woman I love. That’s all that matters now.

Rapunzel was there in an instant, rushing to him and jumping into his arms.

“Oh, Eugene! Thank goodness you’re back!” Her arms wrapped around him tightly — desperate, relieved — but then she pulled back, scanning his face. Something’s wrong. His arms… they’re shaking. And his face—he looks like he’s seen…

“Huh? What’s wrong? You’re so pale!”

Flynn stammered, trying to form the words. “Um… uh…” How do I say it? How do I tell her without making it worse? How do I even begin to explain what I just saw in there?

“What? What happened in there?” she asked, her worry sharpening into urgency. “You look like you saw a ghost!”

She gave a shaky laugh, trying to ease the tension — until she caught the look in his eyes.

Her smile faded instantly. “Wait… you really saw a ghost?”

Flynn nodded slowly, the anxiety etched into every line of his face.

Rapunzel’s eyes widened. “Oh, no…”

She turned toward the entrance, already stepping forward.

“I can handle this! Let me go in there!”

“No!” Flynn’s voice cracked, full of urgency. He grabbed her arm, pulling her back. No way. I won’t let her go through what I just did. Not alone. Not ever again.

“I can’t let you go in there!”

“Why not?” she asked, her voice still steady, but her heart was pounding. “I can surely handle a ghost!”

“This one’s different,” Flynn said, his tone soft but unwavering.

“Why? Is it someone I know?” Her words came out before she could stop them, as a strange, cold certainty began to settle over her. Why is he so scared? What could be worse than what we’ve already faced? Unless… no. It can’t be…

Flynn hesitated. His eyes held a shadow she hadn’t seen since the day he nearly died. “Yes,” he said quietly.

Silence fell between them. Heavy. Electric.

Rapunzel’s breath caught. No. Please, no. Not her. Anyone but her… “Who?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Who is it?”

Flynn exhaled slowly, as if the weight of the truth would crush them both. “It’s her.”

Rapunzel gasped, a hand flying to her mouth.

“You… you mean…?” she whispered. “Her?”

Flynn couldn’t even say the name. He just nodded. I should have protected her from this. I should’ve kept it from her. But she deserves to know. She deserves the truth.

Rapunzel shook her head slowly, her knees suddenly weak. “No… no, no…”

Her breath quickened as dread sank in. Flynn pulled her into his arms, shielding her. She leaned against him, trembling. After all this time, after all the healing… she’s still here. Still haunting me. I thought I was free. I thought she was gone.

 “It’s okay! I’m here. Just breathe.”

She pressed into his chest, trying to find steadiness in the warmth of his embrace. His heartbeat was fast, like hers.

After a long moment, she looked up at him. Her fear was still there—but beneath it, something else had begun to burn.

Determination.

“I have to face her, Eugene,” she said softly.

“No!” Flynn tightened his hold on her. “I can’t let you go in there. It’s too dangerous.” I saw the way she looked at me. The hatred. The venom. If she saw Rapunzel… who knows what she might try. I won’t lose her again. Never ever. I can’t.

“I have to,” Rapunzel repeated. “To finally find closure. To be free.”

Flynn’s voice cracked with emotion. “But you don’t have to face her again. You don’t have to do this!”

“If I don’t,” Rapunzel said, “she’ll haunt me forever. She’ll haunt us. I can’t just leave her here, Eugene.” I’ve run from her long enough. I need to face the ghost of my past — not just to silence her, but to reclaim my story.

Flynn’s shoulders sagged with frustration. “But she’s bound to the tower—”

“Still,” Rapunzel said, “what if someone else comes here someday? What if she hurts them? We can’t risk it.”

She paused, her voice tightening with quiet resolve. “I have to face her. I need to do this.”

Flynn looked away, his jaw clenched. She’s right. As much as I hate it, she’s right. She’s always been brave — braver than me, sometimes. But I won’t let her walk into that darkness alone.

He sighed heavily. “Alright,” he said at last, his voice barely above a whisper. “But I’m not letting you go in there alone.”

Rapunzel’s gaze softened, her heart aching with love. “You don’t have to come with me,” she said gently.

“Yes, I do,” he replied. “And I will.” If she’s walking into the shadows, I’ll be the light at her side. Always.

Rapunzel gave a small, trembling smile.

“Okay. Let’s go.” This time, I’m not afraid.

Together, arms around each other, they turned back toward the tower, step by step, climbing not just into the place they once feared — but into the past that had shaped them both.

With his arm around her, they slowly made their way back up the stairs. As they reached the top, the tower seemed colder, more oppressive than ever. Why does it still feel like a prison? I’m not locked in here anymore… but the walls remember. And so do I.

She hesitated, her eyes flickering nervously around the room. Flynn stayed close, his presence a comforting weight against her fear.

“It’s okay,” he whispered. I hate this place. Hate what it did to her. But I’ll stay as long as it takes to help her through it.

Rapunzel took a shaky breath and nodded, trying to calm herself. But when Flynn let go to give her space, the memories hit her hard. The broken mirror. Her hair scattered across the floor. It’s all still here… every piece of her cruelty. Every lie. Every scar.

She tried to look away, but her eyes couldn’t help but linger on the shards of mirror. That mirror. I remember the day it broke. The sound. The silence after. I remember thinking I’d never be whole again.

She didn’t dare look at the stairs. Not the stairs. That’s where I lost him. Where she… where she killed him.

“Hello?” she called softly, her voice shaking as she looked around.

“Well, well!” Gothel’s ghost emerged from the darkness, a smirk curling her lips.

Rapunzel gasped in horror. “Mother…” she whispered, taking a shaky step back.

Flynn immediately wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

“Shh, shh. It’s okay, sunshine,” he whispered, stroking her hair. I promised I’d protect her. I won’t let this ghost—this monster—touch her again. “I’m right here. I’ll protect you.”

Gothel rolled her eyes at the sight. “Oh, how disgusting!”

She turned to Rapunzel, her tone syrupy sweet. “Well, hello, Rapunzel. It’s been so long, hasn’t it? Oh, I’ve missed you, my sweet flower.”

Rapunzel looked away, pressing her face into Flynn’s shoulder. Sweet flower? She used to say that when she needed something from me. Every word she speaks is poison. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Flynn murmured. “She can’t hurt you anymore. She’s just a ghost.”

“Ugh, sadly, yes!” Gothel snapped. “Look what’s left of me, thanks to you! I’ve wasted away to nothing!” Her gaze darkened. “Look what you did to me, Rapunzel! This is all your—”

“Enough!” Flynn shouted, fury erupting from him. “This isn’t her fault! She’s too kind to ever hurt anyone! If anyone’s responsible, it’s me! So blame me if you want! I don’t care! You deserve this fate, you miserable, pathetic, ugly, old hag!” I’ve waited years to say that. And I mean every word.

Rapunzel looked up at him, a small smile curving her lips.

Flynn hugged her tightly and whispered, “I have always wanted to tell her that.”

Gothel glared at him. “Ok, one thing I’ve always wondered, Rapunzel: What the hell do you see in this guy? He seems like the most annoying…”

“Shut up!” Rapunzel snapped, her voice suddenly sharp.

“What?” Gothel asked indignantly.

“Shut up!” Rapunzel shouted, pulling herself from Flynn’s arms to face her. No more hiding. No more shrinking. I’m not her victim anymore. I have a voice, and I will use it.

“You can say whatever you want about me,” she said, stepping forward, “but you don’t get to speak about him that way! I won’t let you!”

Her voice grew stronger. “You wouldn’t understand, but I love him!”

Gothel narrowed her eyes. “Oh, love. How childish!”

“Yes, love!” Rapunzel said firmly. “Something you know nothing about! You’ve never loved anyone but yourself!”

“Now, Rapunzel, don’t speak to me that way—”

“No!” Rapunzel’s voice rang out. “I’ll speak to you however I please! You brought this on yourself! All of it!” She doesn’t get to control the narrative anymore. This time, I’m the one telling the truth.

“If you hadn’t tried to destroy our love, things could have been different! If you’d accepted it, you might not be standing here like this, all alone!”

“Please!” Gothel sneered. “If I hadn’t ruined your little romance, you’d have never come back!”

Flynn hugged Rapunzel. “I hate to say it, but… she’s kinda right. There’s no way I would have ever let you go back to that prison.”

He caressed her cheek, and they smiled at each other. I’d die before letting her be caged again. And I actually did. But I’d do it again without hesitation.

“Ugh! Yes! You would have just run off with that criminal, and I’d have wasted away, and you’d have never thought of me again!”

“Maybe I would have come back to visit,” Rapunzel replied quietly. “But it wouldn’t have been enough, would it? Not if you couldn’t control me!” That’s all it ever was. Control. Possession. Never love.

“You didn’t care about me, only my power! You locked me away, lied to me, made me feel worthless if I didn’t do exactly as you wanted!”

Her voice grew stronger. “But then I met someone who loved me for me.”

She reached for Flynn’s hand, eyes full of love. He never needed my magic. Just my heart. That’s how I knew it was real. “Someone who would give his life for me.”

She turned back to Gothel. “And then you tricked me into thinking he had left me! You hurt me in the worst possible way! So why should I have thought of you as a mother? You were never a mother. You were a kidnapper! A liar!”

Gothel’s glare deepened.

“And instead of apologizing for all those years of imprisonment and neglect, you chained me to the wall and killed my true love right in front of me!” I watched him die. I felt my world end. And she expected me to still love her?

“So why should I see you as anything but a monster?” She drew in a steadying breath. “Why should I have cared that you died? You have no one to blame for that but yourself! If you had treated me better, if you had let me go out once in a while or if you had at least accepted our love, things could have been different, but you didn’t! You just wanted me for my hair, you didn’t care about me or about what I wanted or needed at all! Why couldn’t you just accept our love? Why?” Gothel’s face twisted in fury, but Rapunzel’s voice remained calm. “You had a chance at love, but you threw it away! You only have yourself to blame!”

“Love?” Gothel scoffed. “Love is disgusting! I want none of it!”

“No, you wouldn’t,” Rapunzel said softly. “Because love is selfless. And you are empty.”

She turned to Flynn, smiling gently.

“True love is unbreakable. You were wrong about the world, and about me. And you were wrong about him, too. He truly loves me—for me.”

Flynn smiled, brushing her hair back. I’ll keep loving her until my last breath. And even after.

“He didn’t care about my hair or my wealth. And he would never leave me willingly. He loves me so much that he gave his life for my freedom. Because I am his new dream—and he is mine.”

She looked at Gothel, her gaze filled with calm pity.

“I pity you for never knowing love. I’m not afraid of you anymore. You couldn’t break me. And you couldn’t break our love. Because love is always stronger than hatred!”

She caressed Flynn’s cheek. “That’s how I got him back—through love. I wished with all my heart, and the power answered and gave him back to me. Because true love can never be broken. And that’s what we feel!”

Flynn cupped her face, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.

“I love you, Rapunzel.”

She placed her hand over his. “And I love you, Eugene.”

As they kissed, a scream echoed through the room. Gothel clutched at her chest, her form flickering.

“No! Stop it!” she screamed. “Your… disgusting affection is doing this to me!”

Rapunzel smirked. “Well, in that case…”

She pulled Flynn close and kissed him again. Gothel shrieked as her form began to disintegrate, flickering to nothing but smoke.

And then—silence.

Rapunzel and Flynn slowly pulled apart, eyes locked on the place Gothel had vanished.

“She’s… gone,” Rapunzel whispered.

Flynn nodded, pulling her close. “Yes. You defeated her, Rapunzel. You’re finally free.” She did it. She saved herself. And I’ll spend the rest of my life reminding her how strong she is.

They embraced, and as they left the tower hand in hand, Rapunzel took a deep breath, looking up at the clear sky.

The stars look brighter tonight… she thought. Lighter, like the weight’s finally lifted.
“This was hard,” she said, smiling up at him. “But I’m not afraid anymore. I’m ready to let go of the past and focus on our future. Our dream.”

Flynn looked at her, his heart full. She’s been through so much, and still, she shines. She’s stronger than anyone I’ve ever known.

“I’ll always love you, Rapunzel.”

“And I you.” she replied, and they kissed again.

Later that night, under the vast stretch of stars, Rapunzel and Flynn sat quietly. The world seemed to hold its breath around them.

This is peace, Rapunzel thought as the night breeze brushed through her hair. This is what it feels like to truly be free. I never imagined I’d find this after everything.

Flynn wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gently pulled her close. I’ve stolen crowns, run from guards, flirted with death—and none of it meant a damn thing until her.
He glanced sideways, watching her serene expression in the moonlight. She looks like she belongs to the stars.

They sat in silence, simply existing in the warmth of one another’s presence.

Rapunzel turned to him, eyes soft and brimming with affection. “I still can’t believe it, Eugene,” she whispered. “I never thought I’d feel so free.” She reached out, running her fingers through his hair. There’s no one else I’d rather share this life with. He makes me feel like more than just a girl who used to have magic hair. He sees me.

Flynn took her hand in his, pressing a kiss to her fingers. She deserves the world. And I get to be the one who gives it to her. I never thought I’d find something—or someone—I’d trade everything for. “You deserve every bit of this freedom,” he said softly. “And I’m going to be right by your side for every adventure.”

She let her hand linger on his cheek, her thumb brushing the stubble there. “You’re my new dream, Eugene,” she whispered. “Every wish I made in that tower, every star I watched, it all led me to you.”

Flynn smiled, his heart catching in his throat. How did I get this lucky? To be someone’s dream… her dream. “And you’re my dream, Rapunzel,” he murmured tenderly. “I’d trade every adventure, every treasure, just to be here with you.”

“Thank you,” she said, full of emotion.

He looked down at her. “For what?”

“For being by my side, for helping me face today...for being you.” You saw me when I didn’t even know who I was. You stayed.

“You don’t have to thank me,” he whispered. “I’m just glad I get to share every moment with you.”
She saved me right back. More than she’ll ever know.

He leaned in, kissing her gently. Their kiss deepened, and she melted into him. Her hands reached up to stroke his jaw, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close until they were both breathless.

“Come with me.” she whispered, fingers entwining with his.

Together, they returned to their bedroom. Flynn closed the door behind them. His eyes never left her.

She’s so radiant… even in the dark, she glows. He reached for her, his hand trailing down her arm to take hers as he led her to the bed. Slowly, he cupped her face, brushing a loose strand of hair aside. I want her to feel safe. Cherished. Always.

She looked up at him, and a peaceful warmth filled her chest. There’s no more fear. Only love. I trust him—completely.

He kissed her again, this time with a fire born from love, not just desire.

As he held her close, Rapunzel’s hands slipped over his shoulders. Every inch of him is familiar and safe. I want to remember this—the way it feels to be loved without fear.

Their breaths mingled as they let go of every last boundary, moving in harmony and passion. His touch was reverent, as though he was memorizing every piece of her.

She’s everything I never thought I’d have, Flynn thought, his heart full as he traced her skin. And she’s mine. She chose me.

She returned each kiss, each touch, with tenderness and certainty. This isn’t just love. It’s healing. It’s hope. It’s forever.

Later, they lay intertwined, their movements slowing as they drifted, wrapped in their love and the peace that came with it. Flynn pressed a final kiss on her forehead, his fingers tracing circles down her bare back as they lay snuggled together. Her head rested on his chest; his arms wrapped tightly around her. Her gaze drifted to the scar on his stomach. She gently ran her fingers over it, her throat tightening. This nearly took him from me. But he came back. He came back.

She leaned down and pressed the softest kiss there. I’ll protect you, Eugene. Just like you’ve always protected me.

Flynn gently caressed her back, pulling her closer. There’s nothing in the world I want more than to keep her safe and happy.

“Rapunzel,” he whispered. “I love you more than life itself.”

She smiled, fingers trailing up his arm. This is it. Real love. Steady. Certain. “And I love you, Eugene. With all my heart. And our love can never be broken.”

They drifted off together in each other’s arms, wrapped in a love that felt limitless. A love forged through pain, strengthened by hope, and sealed with every heartbeat they shared.

After that day, it became easier for them to live with their trauma. The memories no longer weighed quite as heavily, though they both still had nightmares from time to time.

But they were always there for each other.

Even in the dark, Rapunzel often thought during those midnight hours, he’s my light. I’m never alone again.

When one of them woke after a bad dream, the other was there—holding, comforting, whispering soft reassurances into the night. Their hands always found each other in the dark.

Over time, the fears and memories softened. They never disappeared entirely—some ghosts simply stayed, Flynn had come to accept—but the edge dulled with love, with time, with touch. Though the fear of losing each other never truly left them, they found peace in the quiet truth that they had years—decades—ahead of them. A life. A future. A forever.

Rapunzel would still, beg him with teary smiles to wait for her when they were old, when their time would come.

“Promise me, Eugene. Wait for me.”

And he’d always reply with a smirk that couldn’t quite hide the trembling beneath it:
“I’ll drink poison if you die first, you know.”

But I mean it, he’d think as he held her hand too tightly. I wouldn’t last a day without her.

Rapunzel always smiled, brushing her fingers across his cheek. “I’ll do the same. But let’s grow old together, okay?”

He always tried to talk her out of it. But some part of him knew—if it came to it—she would keep that promise.

Still, despite those fears that lived in the shadows of their love, they lived in bliss. Every day was infused with laughter, warmth, and passion. They raised their children with gentleness, with strength, with unwavering affection. And each night, when the stars blinked overhead, they still made love with the same hunger and tenderness of the first night they had truly found each other.

A little more than a year later, Rapunzel gave birth to their fifth child—another girl.

Flynn held Rapunzel gently in the bed, his arms wrapped protectively around her as he looked down at the newborn nestled in her arms.

She’s so small, he thought, heart swelling. So perfect. How is it even possible to feel this much?

“What do you want to call her?” he asked, voice soft.

Rapunzel turned her gaze up to him, the dim candlelight catching the green in her eyes. “Well, I usually choose the girls’ names, and you decide the boys’ names, but… how about this time you pick her name?”

“Me? But I’m terrible with names!”

She nudged him, a tired but bright smile tugging at her lips. “Come on, you’re better at it than you think.”

He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, thinking. She always believes in me more than I believe in myself. Somehow, she makes me feel like I could name a star. “Alright, maybe something Italian? How about Lucia—it means ‘light.’ Or maybe Luna, which means ‘moon.’ Which one do you like?”

Rapunzel’s face softened as she looked back at the baby, her thumb gently tracing the child’s tiny cheek.

Light. That’s what she is. That’s what Eugene has always been for me. A guiding light, even in my darkest moments.

“Lucia,” she whispered. “Light. It’s perfect.”

Flynn smiled and kissed her, pulling her into a tender embrace. In that moment, he knew—she wasn’t just naming their daughter. She was naming their journey, their survival, their future.

She sees everything in meaning. That’s one of the million reasons I love her. Lucia… our little light.

Later that night, once Lucia was asleep in her cradle beside them, Rapunzel curled into Flynn’s chest. He pulled her close, one hand resting over her heart as they lay in silence, listening to the soft rhythm of their daughter’s breathing.

This is everything, Rapunzel thought. Not castles, not crowns. Just this. A hand in mine. A baby safe and warm. Love like a thread that never snaps.

Flynn exhaled, eyes fluttering shut. I’ve found it. My greatest treasure. And I get to hold it every single night.

They both drifted off to sleep wrapped in each other’s arms, knowing—without doubt—that they were where they were always meant to be. Together. Forever. United by a love that had once been tested by loss, but now stood unshakable.

They were truly living their happily ever after.

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A few years had passed. Rapunzel had given birth to their sixth child, a sweet girl named Luna. Their home was often filled with joyful chaos—laughter, tiny feet running across the floor, the occasional shriek or spill—but there was love in every corner. After a long week of duties and caring for their six children, Rapunzel and Flynn decided it was finally time for a much-needed date night.

With the older kids helping to entertain the younger ones, they stole a rare evening for themselves.

As twilight fell over the kingdom, Rapunzel stood before the mirror in a flowing emerald green dress, the fabric catching the soft candlelight. She clasped a delicate silver necklace—the one Flynn had given her on their wedding day—around her neck.

How long has it been since I felt this kind of excitement? she wondered, a flutter blooming in her chest. I’m still his. I’ll always be his.

Just then, Flynn stepped into the room, adjusting his collar, his heart racing as he thought of his beautiful wife. “You look stunning, my princess.” He said, voice low with admiration, lips curled into that signature playful grin.

Rapunzel turned, her eyes lighting up. “And you look dashing, my handsome husband.”

He still makes my heart skip, she thought, smiling. Even after all these years and six children.

“Ready for a night out?” he asked, offering his arm.

She laughed softly and slipped her hand into his. Always. For you—always.

They arrived at a charming little café tucked in the heart of the kingdom, wrapped in soft twinkling lights and the scent of fresh pastries. It felt like something out of a dream.

“I can’t believe we actually made it out,” Rapunzel said, settling into her chair and taking it all in.

Flynn smirked. “We should do this more often. Just the two of us.” He reached across the table, his fingers brushing hers.

Her hand’s still so small in mine, he thought, but it holds my whole world.

As they chatted over dessert, they shared stories from their younger days—some outrageous, others tender—and the world around them seemed to melt away.

Flynn leaned in, voice low and teasing. “You know, we could always escape to a faraway kingdom, just the two of us…”

Rapunzel’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Oh? Where would we go?”

“Anywhere,” he said, squeezing her hand. “As long as it’s just us.”

And I’d go anywhere with you, he thought. Even to the ends of the earth.

After dinner, they strolled through the cobbled streets, hand in hand. The bustle of the kingdom carried on around them, but in this moment, they were the only two who mattered.

“Let’s take the long way home,” Flynn said softly, leading her toward the royal gardens.

Rapunzel’s heart fluttered. It feels like the first night we escaped the castle. Just me and him, chasing stars.

They wandered deeper into the garden, fragrant blooms trailing in their wake. Beneath a canopy of stars, they found a secluded bench, and Flynn gently pulled Rapunzel into his lap.

“Eugene,” she murmured, running her fingers through his hair. “I feel so lucky to have this time with you.”

Flynn smiled up at her, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. “Me too, sunshine. You’re everything to me.”

She always has been. Not the crown, not the castle. Just her. Always her.

They kissed, soft and slow, under the shimmering night sky. And for a while, the world disappeared.

Eventually, they returned to the castle, their footsteps light, spirits higher still. As the bedroom door clicked shut behind them, Rapunzel paused, her eyes sweeping the familiar room.

This room has held so many memories. So many nights of laughter, tears, love... I’ve missed this.
“I’ve missed this,” she whispered aloud, stepping closer.

Flynn smiled, pulling her gently into his arms. “Me too,” he said, his voice thick with longing. “Let’s make tonight unforgettable.”

They kissed deeply—hungrily—years of love and longing igniting between them. Flynn lifted her effortlessly, and Rapunzel laughed, feeling as though she were floating.

No matter how many children, how many years, I still feel like a girl in love whenever he touches me like this.

As they fell onto the bed, their kisses deepened, fueled by the passion that had simmered throughout the night. Flynn’s hands roamed the curves he knew by heart, while Rapunzel’s fingers tangled in his hair, drawing him closer.

“Eugene,” she breathed, hands sliding down his chest, their hearts beating in rhythm.

“Just us, my love,” he murmured, lips trailing along her neck. “Nothing else matters.”

And it’s true, Rapunzel thought, in this moment, it’s only us. All the years, all the chaos, fade away.

They moved together like a symphony—slow, tender, reverent. Every kiss, every touch, a vow made flesh. They lost themselves in each other, the outside world fading away once more, leaving only their love and the promise of a night filled with passion.

Later, they lay entwined, hearts still racing, breaths finally slowing. Rapunzel nestled her head against Flynn’s chest, his heartbeat a familiar lullaby beneath her ear.

“Tonight was perfect,” she whispered.

Flynn kissed her forehead, his arms tightening around her. “Every moment with you is perfect.”

This is what forever feels like, he thought, eyes closing. Not some grand adventure—just this love that never fades.

Rapunzel’s fingers traced slow circles along his arm. We’ve built something beautiful. A life, a family… and through it all, he’s never stopped loving me like this. And I’ll never stop loving him.

Together, they drifted into peaceful sleep, wrapped in the quiet power of their love.

Whatever challenges the morning might bring—sibling squabbles, royal duties, spilled cereal—they knew they would meet them hand in hand.

Because they had each other.
And their love, tested and true, would always lead them home.

Late one night, after a joyful day filled with laughter, Flynn and Rapunzel moved quietly through the castle halls, hand in hand, hearts full.

As they stopped by each of their children’s rooms, they peeked in one by one. The soft glow of moonlight revealed peaceful little faces, nestled under cozy blankets, breathing in the steady rhythm of sleep.

Flynn’s gaze lingered on each child, and he felt his chest tighten with emotion.
How did we get so lucky? Six little lives… all from us. All so different, and yet each one a piece of her. A piece of me. A miracle.

With each room, Rapunzel’s heart swelled.
Their laughter still echoes from earlier today, and now look at them… so quiet, so perfect. I want to remember this forever. I want to freeze time.

Flynn gently pressed her hand, grounding her in the moment. She looked up at him and offered a soft smile—one filled with gratitude, love, and a thousand unspoken memories.

When they finally reached the nursery, where their youngest slept, Rapunzel leaned over the crib, brushing her fingers through her baby’s soft hair.

How many more times will I get to do this before they grow too big? Too old?
She sighed, filled with a wistful ache and quiet joy.

Flynn wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.

She’s still the girl from the tower, he thought, eyes on her profile. And yet, she’s become so much more. A mother. My wife. My world.

For a few silent moments, they stood like that—shoulder to shoulder—soaking in the soft hush of the room and the life they had created together.

As they made their way back to their own room, Flynn suddenly paused. He turned to Rapunzel, a smile tugging at his lips, his eyes shining with wonder.

“Look at what we’ve built,” he whispered.

It’s more than I ever dreamed. More than I thought someone like me could ever deserve.

Rapunzel leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder.
He always says that like he doesn’t deserve this life, but he does. He gave me freedom. He gave me love. He gave me everything.

“I never could have imagined all of this,” she murmured. “All I dreamed of… and it doesn’t come close to what we have.”

He tilted her chin up, brushing his thumb along her cheek.
“We’ve created a life filled with love. And every single moment has been worth it, my darling.”

Even the hard ones. Especially the hard ones, he thought.

They kissed, lingering in the softness of it, full of years of trust, patience, and unwavering affection. Then, hand in hand, they slipped into bed, curling close.

This, Rapunzel thought as she nestled against him, is what true love feels like. Safe. Whole.

Years passed, yet each anniversary carried new weight, new meaning. On the night of their tenth wedding anniversary, they strolled along the palace balcony, the stars above scattered like jewels, the warm air filled with celebration.

Below, hundreds of lanterns floated into the sky, their soft glow lighting up the village. A beautiful tradition that never faded.

Rapunzel leaned into Flynn, her fingers finding his.
It still feels like a dream. And somehow… it keeps getting better.

“It feels so wonderful! As wonderful as our wedding day!” she whispered, eyes aglow with the lanterns’ golden shimmer.

Flynn smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “It is. And I still can’t believe my luck, marrying you.”

It wasn’t luck, he thought. It was fate. It was choosing her. Every single day.

He laughed softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “It feels like yesterday, but somehow… it’s even better now.”

Then, quieter, more vulnerable: “I just wonder sometimes… do you regret that we didn’t have such a big celebration for our wedding? We were fugitives… it all happened so fast.”

Rapunzel turned toward him, eyes wide and sincere.
“No! Never!” she said with conviction. “It was still the happiest day of my life! We married each other. That’s what mattered.”

I didn’t need a castle or a crown, she thought. All I needed was him.

Flynn’s heart lifted. “I’m so glad you think so. I feel the exact same way. It was the best day of my life.”

Rapunzel giggled, nudging him playfully. “And remember that wonderful first night we spent together? When we made love for the very first time? It was perfect!”

Flynn laughed with her. “Yes! I could never forget it.”

How could I? he thought. That night was the beginning of forever.

They turned their eyes back to the sky, watching the lanterns float higher. Flynn gently took her hand, lifting it to his lips.

“Dance with me?” he asked, voice low and filled with emotion.

Rapunzel nodded, her heart fluttering. After all these years, he still makes me feel like the only girl in the world.

He led her to the center of the balcony, and under the stars, they danced slowly. There was no music—just the rhythm of their hearts, steady and sure.

Flynn brushed a strand of hair from her face. His gaze lingered, full of love and reverence.
“You’ll always be my new dream, Rapunzel. And my forever.”

Tears pricked at her eyes.
“And you’ll always be mine,” she whispered, her fingertips trailing along his cheek. “I wouldn’t trade a single moment. You’re… everything.”

Let this night never end, she thought. Let us always feel this close.

She smiled seductively. “Now let’s make this night unforgettable… just like our wedding night.”

Flynn’s grin widened, mischief sparkling in his eyes. He pulled her closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

Without a word, he scooped her up into his arms. She laughed—a soft, delighted sound—and he carried her into their room.

Inside, the candlelight bathed everything in gold. Flynn set her down gently, their gazes locking.

Ten years. Ten years of this love. And somehow, it still feels like the beginning, he thought.

They kissed again, deeper now, hungry for closeness. As they undressed one another, their touches were both familiar and thrilling. Each kiss a promise. Each caress a vow.

He still makes me feel like I’m glowing, Rapunzel thought, her skin tingling under his touch. Like I’m the only woman who’s ever existed.

They fell into bed, letting passion take over—slow, tender, full of the memories of a life shared.

Later, beneath the covers, their bodies warm and tangled together, Rapunzel rested her head on Flynn’s chest. She listened to his heartbeat, steady and strong beneath her ear.

“Happy anniversary, my love,” she whispered.

“Happy anniversary, my sunshine,” he replied, kissing her hair.
“Here’s to every year we have together. And remember—I will always love you. More than anything. You’re my everything.”

He still says it like he means it every time, Rapunzel thought, her eyes drifting closed. And I believe him. I always will.

“And you’re mine. I love you too. Forever. And I will enjoy every minute of our remaining life together.”

Flynn smiled. “So will I.”

“This really is our happily ever after,” she said softly.

“And as happy as it could ever be,” he whispered back.

And in that quiet, timeless moment, they drifted into peaceful slumber, wrapped in each other’s arms, their love deeper than words. They had faced darkness, joy, fear, and hope. And through it all, they had found something unbreakable.

Whatever the future held, they had already found their forever — in each other.

And so, they lived happily ever after.
Their love lighting the way, now and always.