Eugene Frees the Feral Princess- Chapter 2
~ Eugene Fitzherbert Frees the Feral Princess
Eugene worked his lock-picks into the shackles. He could feel the rust in the mechanism. How many years had it been since they were last opened?
Solara whimpered as his face screwed up in anger.
"It's okay. I'm sorry, it's just a bit rusty. I'll get you out in just a minute." Eugene said trying to reassure the Lost Princess and calm himself. Then the lock clicked and the shackled fell free.
Solara just stared at her free wrist for a long moment while Eugene got to work on the other. She started moving her free wrist around, a look of wonder on her face as her arm felt so weightless without the heavy shackle on it or having to move her other arm with it.
"There you go. You're finally free," said Eugene, smiling, as the other lock clicked open.
Solara turned and jumped around the room, her arms flailing wildly as she felt so free. Eugene smiled, as he caught the crown, that flew off her head. She was sure taking delight in her new
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~ Flynn Rider and the Feral Princess
- Chapter 1
Flynn Rider slammed the shutters closed, finally safe from that stupid (okay, not so stupid) horse.
"Alone at last." Flynn said as he opened the satchel and pulled out the crown. He moved to a tall thin window and held it in the light, the jewels sparkling in the light. The three huge jewels that were most prominent on the crown were amazing. He found himself counting and categorizing all the lesser jewels that encrusted the crown as well. He had a buyer all ready and after ditching the Stabbington brothers he was going to take their cuts as well, more then enough for his island.
Soon enough though the excitement over the crown wore off and he looked around. The room was plain, there were a couple of chairs (the red one looked comfy enough), a wardrobe (he'd want to check that out for valuables), a spinning wheel (big deal), a neat little kitchen (he'd rummage through that, he was beginning to get hungry), a h
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~ The Feral Princess Reaches the Palace
Eugene Fitzherbert was trudging though the dark forest of the night. He couldn't stop. Something inside him pushed him to keep going.
He was carrying the Lost Princess now, she had fallen asleep long ago. She wasn't waking up, but she was breathing. The long golden hair trailed along behind them, at least it wasn't getting in the way. He had no way to carry that too, but it scared him deeply how light she was. The cloak she was wearing was the heaviest thing on her.
A lost child needed to be with her parents again. He had lost his own parents to the darkness of death, but he knew her parents still lived and where. She had to be returned home. Nothing else mattered to him anymore. A family deserved to be together.
How many times could his heart be broken? His emotions churned. Why did the kidnapper treat the princess like an animal? Worse than an animal!
She had been chained up, naked, in a dark room. As far as he could tell she had ne
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Author's Notes: I don't have enough time before Christmas to put these in their own chapters, so they are all together here. The first chapter is how Margaret is feeling about the Lost Princess as she is getting the broth. Then how the lantern ceremony went down this time and finally the King and Eugene have a little talk.
~ To Save the Feral Princess
Margaret the Lock Maid was running down the cream-colored corridor as fast as she could. She couldn't cry yet. She had to get to the kitchen, the doctor needed broth for the Lost Princess. They were depending on her to save the princess.
She slid through the corners. She threw all propriety to the wind and slid down the banister. She had pledged her life to protect the princess, but right now the princess just needed broth to live.
The Worst Case Scenario was that the princess returned as an evil apprentice to Maleficent with the intent of ruling the world, not that it would be that obvious, of course. Most everything that wou
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~ The Feral Princess and Prince Eugene
The queen and Solara found Eugene in the music room where an elderly harpist was playing carols.
"Solara, dear. Stay with Eugene. Papa and I need to finish a few things before the ceremony," said Queen Rebecca.
"Yes, Mama." Solara said, as her face bloomed into a magical smile and she rushed over to him to hug him.
Eugene stood in time to catch Solara and hold her tight, he could see the gentle smile on the queen's face before she turned and left. He liked that smile. It was so much better then her tranquil fury face. That face scared men and nations.
He remembered standing there as the queen came to stand between him and her husband as the body of the kidnapper was being taken down to be burned, her face smeared with the blood of the woman who had stolen her child. Everyone remained silent in terrified awe of the queen. He had wanted to be a lot further away than right next to her, like the far side of the planet, but he was certain
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~ A White Christmas For The Feral Princess
The king was asleep on his bed. His bride was behind him. It was nice and warm under the feather comforters. His eyes flew open as heard the door quietly creek open, it was a sound that stalked his nightmares.
There was the patter of bare feet and then the wumpf of a body landing on the bed.
"Morning!" said Solara brightly as she bounced slightly.
"Good morning, my dearest daughter," said Leonard, rolling over and sitting up. She might have the body of an eighteen year old, but her mind was much younger. She had been completely neglected and abused by the Kidnapper and in many ways she was developmentally behind. The headmistress of the orphanage and the tutors were praising her often and she was making progress. She was a little big for these morning attacks, but he didn't have it in his heart to reprimand her. He had missed her so much and this gave her such joy and he didn't really mind it either.
She enveloped him in one of her
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~ The Feral Princess And Her Friends
The queen went into the solarium where Solara and the others were having a lesson with the Headmistress of the Orphanage, Elsbeth Hildegard. Solara was slowly reading a book out loud, with Elsbeth gently correcting her on the more difficult words. They were all facing the cheery fire that burned in the central fireplace.
The Little Braid Girls were finishing up Solara's braid for the day. They had such fun creating a new style every day. Today had an intricate pattern that reminded the queen of the tail of a fish and her daughter looked like a mermaid as they draped it behind her and spread the hair a little to form a tail.
The girls gave themselves applause since it looked so beautiful. Solara turned to see it, smiled and said, "Thank."
"Ah, ah, dear. Use a complete sentence, please." Rebecca said as she approached. They were trying to encourage the princess to speak and use more words then just grunts and gestures. They had to be quite
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~ The Feral Princess And The Boots
"Hello, Your Majesty, Your Highness. Shall we try on some boots and see which ones you might like." Said Hans Cobbler, the royal shoemaker.
Hans had made the princess some slippers and shoes but she didn't wear them at all. The queen said the princess just preferred to go without shoes. It was hard to think he couldn't please the princess.
He started with a fairly ordinary leather snow boot. Good sturdy boots suitable for spending time in the snow in. The princess watched him in wonder as he put the socks on her feet and then the boots. He had taken the measure of her feet not long after she arrived home, and had made a model to work from.
"There now. How does that fit?" Asked the shoemaker.
The princess looked all puzzled, she was trying to move her feet, but it wasn't working right with the boot on.
"Stand up, dear and walk around," encouraged the queen.
Princess Solara stood up. She almost tripped as she dragged her foot forward, the bo
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~ The Feral Princess Makes Some Friends
Mark the Lock Guard carefully scanned the street. It wasn't crowded and people were curious about the princess but giving her space to explore. The people were trying not to scare their broken princess.
It had been a few weeks since the return, and it was hot out. Now that the princess could control her bowels effectively; the royal family thought it was a good time for her to see more of her kingdom. The evening breeze had come up and the island was cooling nicely.
Captain Taygon was out front, Sargent Gabriel was across the street, James was on the right and he was taking up the rear. Dear Margaret was near the princess ready to see to her needs.
Margaret and himself had been made part of the princess' primary security detail. The king had called her into his study about getting a complaint from the night kitchen staff. She had been frightened of being removed from the Lock Maids, when she had seen Captain Taygon there with the king
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~ The Feral Princess And Christmas Eve
The royal family wandered the Christmas market. It snaked its way through all the squares of the island. Vendors hawked their wares: fine woodwork, and delicate lacework and richly-colored fabric. There were fried doughnuts to eat, hot spiced cider, hot chocolate, roasted chestnuts and burnt almonds. There were so many things to see.
Solara linked her arm with Eugene's and Rapunzel rode on Solara's other hip.
Rebecca and Leonard walked behind them also with arms linked, just letting their girl explore on her own.
Rebecca thought that the doll was a good thing, Solara was talking to it and showing it things and it was giving them insight into their daughter as she verbalized things she normally did not.
"Look Rapunzel, pretty candles." Said Solara, as they passed a stand filled with candles of all shapes and sizes.
A cold wind blew off Eugene's hat and after a mad dash chasing it down the street they ended up in front of a pet shop. Th
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They were carrying her for almost two hours- arms bound in a painful position behind her back, feet bare, and two giant twins guarding her like two statues over her shoulder. Her long sunny hair cascading from her head, cocooned around her in messy circle while her wide green eyes trained the identical guards- one with eye patch and another with scared face. A drop of sweat trickled down in a thin line along her rounded face as they continued carrying her under the hot morning sun.
"She was an easy catch, Marcus!" Eye patch said to his twin "So bad for a princess." Marcus, the scar-face nodded; she wondered if he was the mute one. They dumped her on the grass and she settled on the ground in a heap. Two of them pulled her up, and her feet were still a bit wobbly from the blow on her head, but most possibly she was too tired to offer any resistance as they shoved her inside the tent.
'Wait there girl!" Eye patch shoved her so hard that she stumbled forward, "Until Rider meets you."
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Fergus turned the key to his strongroom and took the torch with him inside as he closed the door behind him. He lit the other torches already in the room. Putting the torch in the holder by the door he went to the small chest in the niche in the middle of the wall.
He carried it to the heavy table in the center of the room, put it down near the end of the table and sat with a sigh. He pulled out another smaller key and opened this chest. He reached in and placed the object inside on the table at the center of the table.
Fergus sighed again. He was looking at his crown. He hated that thing.
It was round, as a crown should be. There were four large emeralds around the intricately engraved band, surrounded by diamonds, pearls and other precious gems. It was as silly as it was heavy.
But it was his.
He was the king.
He was in charge.
The clan lords had raised him to be king after he joined the clans together to fight the northern invaders. Clan DunBroc
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Sometimes Rapunzel couldn't help but feel that she was dating two people. She understood full-well that Eugene Fitzherbert and Flynn Rider were not, literally, two different people, but by the way her partner would flip-flop every so often he might as well be.
She was not entirely sure if people were aware how difficult it was to be courted by a man with two very different personalities. Just like she wasn't sure how any man would court a Princess who, at one time, had magical hair that glowed when she sang.
Regardless of the past, Rapunzel was sure that she was the only Princess in the whole wide world who dealt with this issue - and it was absolutely fascinating to her. So much so that she began to keep a journal of Eugene's personality shifts.
Inside the journal she would jot down every smirk and snarky comeback as a "Flynnism", as well as every sweet gesture and sensitive heart-to-heart as an "Eugeneism". The notebook was rather full of information, even though she was
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Like a moment of truth that I knew, just knew.
Your wide apple eyes just shimmered with tears
And it hurt me more than the pain in my side, than the pain in my slow beating heart.
Why, you ask, did I do it?
Why did I hurt you more than you could bear,
More than you deserved?
Did you not think I cared?
That I was that harsh and bitter?
No, love, you couldn't understand.
I loved you much more than you knew.
So much more that I wanted to see you free,
To free you from a greater pain than you even knew.
Greater than the agony you felt then as I gasped my last breath.
It hurt me more to see you cry, but I knew it was the best I could give you.
I'm not that great with words.
I wanted to give you the world. I wanted you to live, and not just live as if you were alive,
But to experience everything life had to offer you in the most magnificent way possible.
You deserved it. And I thought you deserved better than me.
But I've learned, probably in the hardest way possible, that I
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"What if my name's not really Rapunzel?"
The question had broken through his darken bedroom as she snuggled against his chest. It was their first night at the castle, and the reason why the palace guards had patrolled Eugene's room to make sure he stayed put. They didn't, however, take their newly found princess as the sneaking type.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... I've been called Rapunzel my entire life, but my entire life was a lie," she explained, voice slightly muffled against him. "My name could've been too."
Her voice in the darkness was a reminder of their newfound position, as well as their current circumstances. He turned his head into her hair, smelling the scent of the musty tower he had died inside. It would be a while before she smelled like the soft silk sheets that cocooned them.
"Didn't your parents call you Rapunzel at dinner though?"
She made a noise, and he couldn't tell what it meant. She was quiet again for a bit, fiddling with a button on the nightshirt
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A nine-year-old girl woke up under a candy cane tree. There was a chocolate pond and some gumdrops. She didn't know how she had ended up there, but it felt wrong for some reason. She looked around for a while, trying to get a handle on what was going on. She knew what things were called, but that didn't seem to help.
She began to walk, in no particular direction and then after a long time heard something interesting, cheers and applause and something else the roar of engines. That roar spurred her to run as fast as she could and she soon found herself looking over a frosting covered hill at the start of a race.
There were little girls just like her getting into karts and driving really fast. She knew she was a driver like them, but she felt a little different, too. She looked at herself. She wasn't wearing clothes like they were, she just had on ...underwear, she was pretty sure it was called. That was wrong, she needed clothes.
She could see a landfill,
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~ Chapter 003
@ Eugene explains why he left and why he cut Rapunzel's hair.
Author's Note: I'm not skipping over the climax of the movie, but we've all seen that, details will come out, but they will come later.
Rapunzel was kissing Eugene on the floor of the tower. He was alive again!
Rapunzel had wanted to kiss Eugene so often and now she finally had.
It was the most wonderful kiss in the whole world.
Her heart felt like, like
Rapunzel broke free and started hitting Eugene repeatedly with her small fists. "You left and you ripped my heart in half and left it on the beach! You died and you ripped my heart out of my chest! I had nothing left to live for! You keep leaving me! Why do you do that!? Stop doing that!" Tears fly from her face as she continued hitting Eugene.
The look on Rapunzel's face hurt him so much. Catching her wrists, the shackle clanking, Eugene said, "Please, Rapunzel, I didn't want to leave you either time, I w
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I see who your heart belongs to,
I see whos meant to be with you,
I see that its not me.
It tears me apart to see
That youre not in love with me,
All these dreadful tears are running down my face,
Because I have now discovered the truth,
Knowing that you only love her,
Underneath that smile of mine
There is a broken heart,
That you wont be able to fix no longer
Because youre in love with someone else,
I wonder when I shall be able to no longer hide the truth
And tell you that;
Im in love with you,
Will you love me back?
Or is she your one?
Your true and only one?
I daydream of us being together,
I cant sleep every night because
I think about how it would be like
If you loved me.
But I have now learned,
That your heart belongs to someone,
And the only place where Ill have you is
In my dreams,
And in my dreams you shall be.
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Brows furrowed in puzzlement Flynn stood outside of his tent, his gaze turned towards the small tent where the hostage was being kept. That girl… that girl was like a puzzle whose pieces he had to wait to see one at time and each piece was more surprising than the last.
And it was her, he knew. He knew the moment he laid his eyes upon her. It was long ago he had met her last, he had never imagined that she grew up into such a beautiful woman. How much he wanted to forget her since they stopped visiting each other? How much he told himself there was no place of those memories in his life anymore? But he wasn't successful. The memories kept returning since the day she came here. The more he wanted to hide himself with those rough behaviors or sarcastic comments, the more he became attracted to her. He knew it shouldn't be this way, never. This attraction would bring no happy ending, except unsatisfied desire and heartbreak. Yet he couldn't get away from this.
This unhealthy attrac
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“So how will the Althing help with the woman problem and the raiding of Scotland?” asked Hiccup.
“Well, son. At the very least we would be able to buy slave wives for the men.” said Stoic.
“Dad, that’s not a good solution and doesn’t help with the Scots.”
“No, but it is an option and is a simple answer to the most pressing problem.” Stoic held up a hand to keep Hiccup from butting in. “But there should be unattached women from other tribes available that might consider marrying into the tribe.”
“Okay, but what about protecting the Scots?”
“I am not exactly sure. I don’t really have a good understanding of the law and other nations. That’s why I want to talk to the lawspeaker and introduce you to him as well.”
“Yes, you. I don’t exactly have a plan yet. There are too many things I just don’t kn
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The door shut behind Hiccup and the room went dark. He heard the bar slide into place, and his heart began to race again.
Elinor had told him that all he had to do was retrieve Merida from the dungeon during a mock raid. The idea seemed a bit odd, but it made a weird kind of sense, most of the interactions between the Viking and the Highlands had been raids and they were acknowledging that.
Hiccup was hoping that there wouldn’t be too many injuries. Elinor had confided in him that she was hoping this would also tire everyone so the new couple could have a quiet night together.
Elinor had just locked him into this dark room. Merida was in here somewhere, but how to find her. He waited as his eyes tried to adjust to the darkness. The slave chain on his belt clanked gently.
He started as he heard some rocks start rolling nearby. There was a thump and a window opened. There in the beam of sunlight was a white cocoon topped with wild red hair.
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“Her hair is like a fully enflamed Monstrous Nightmare. Her eyes are blue like the clear sky after a blizzard. Her hands are strong and callused but her touch is gentle like pussywillows. She smelled of apple. Her skin is like warm cream. Her face is round like a bowl you cup in your hands before drinking in her wonderful goodness.” Hiccup had his hands cupped before him.
“And her lips.” Ruffnut cooed.
“H-her lips....” Hiccup licked his own.
“sNerk.” A slightly muffled laugh came from Tuffnut.
Hiccup snapped out his revere. He looked around at the other teens and dashed away into the darkness beyond the bonfire on the observation deck, blushing bright red.
“Aw, you had to ruin it, didn’t you.” Ruffnut complained hitting her brother.
“Stop it! Won’t you ever stop it?” shouted Astrid, rising and spinning her ax in her hand.
Everyone stared at her.
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Fergus placed a bow on the dinner table by his wife’s plate.
“Fergus, no weapons on the table,” Queen Elinor said out of habit not looking up from the letter she was reading.
“You know lass, I keep wondering why you say that.”
“Oh, my mum always made us do that so we would take the time to talk instead of fiddle with our weapons,” said Elinor.
Fergus thought for a moment. “If it is so important to talk, why do you read so much at the table?”
Elinor blinked. She looked up and looked at her husband, daughter and sons. Then she looked back at the letter and folded it up and put it away. “You’re right, I should spend my time with you and not with some letters.”
“Have there been anymore raids?” asked Merida.
“Not so far this week, there have been three so far this summer but putting extra men to the coastal towns aren’t stopping them. We need to do something different.
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Gothel was looking at the body of the goat. She had stolen that goat to feed the baby. It looked like it had fallen down and broken its neck. How could that happen? Goats are supposed to be able to climb anywhere and eat anything.
Just then the baby started to cry. Now what was she going to do?
The baby was hungry and she was going to cry until she got something. She just didn't have anything suitable for a baby to eat. The only thing the canyon had for food was a patch of rapunzel. She found it very tasty, it was the best rapunzel she had ever eaten, but babies just find it too bitter.
She needed food and not just for the baby. She had found the tower a few days ago and was still trying to settle in. She had explored the canyon a little, but she needed to do more.
Gothel walked around the tower and climbed the stairs, the cries of the baby echoing down the stairwell.
What was she going to do now?
They had water at least. She had lugged up a bucket of water from t
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"Eugene!" Rapunzel screamed. She shook him hard, even resorted to slapping his face, but it was of no use. Her finger moved to his lips, where there was no warm breath, although a moment ago he was panting. She placed her ear on the place of his chest where his heart used to beat.
Instead, she found silence.
His heart had failed. His already suffering heart couldn't take the burden of guilt and sickness anymore. And she was only shaking his lifeless form.
"Eugene, no…" her hand clasped over her mouth. She didn't want this. Even a day ago she wanted him to go away, to leave her alone but she never ever wanted him to die.
It was pitch black outside. The wild animals were howling, the owls were hooting and she was alone in the deep jungle, helpless. Suddenly she began to realize how afraid she was. She always though herself strong but…
"Eugene." Her voice was ragged; still she hoped that he could hear her. But no, he was unresponsive. Her eyes moved to his face- so pale and