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Before the coronation, Gerda gave Anna a handful of helpful advice. She told her to be sociable, that it might be intimidating and scary but people were just as intimidated by her because of her status. She had to approach the people she wanted to mingle with…
Her heart was pounding fiercely in her chest when she spoke to him, inviting him to dance— or at least in the way she thought was inviting.
Anna curtsied, “You would? I-I mean, thank you!”
She wanted to squeal in delight but roughly swallowed it down. While Anna worked up the courage to approach the man clad in violet, her brain was also convincing her that she’d be rejected.
”O-oh, wait— it’s probably awkward dancing with someone you don’t even know… uhm, I-I’m Anna.”
And he bowed in return, mentally cursing himself for not being the one to approach her first–
this was, after all, one of his first balls. Being around royalty was still something he wasn’t used to.
“–I am Prince Eugene Fitzherbert, but, uhhh.. Eugene works wonders. It’s definitely my pleasure to meet you, Anna.”
“–and it’s not awkward at all, just.. a different way to meet someone.”
❝ Y O U are the love of my L I F E. ——— i couldn’t ask for more. ❞
fingers trace the warmth of his cheek; rapunzel never felt so alive. eugene gave her a reason to live every single day without a drop of insecurity and doubt inside her mind. whenever she was with gothel, rapunzel felt like ven- om was always shoved down her throat.
❝ —— iL O V E you more. ❞
with that, the princess sealed her words with a kiss against the tip of his nose, then to his cheek, drawling down to his jawline. it wasn’t the princess’ fault that she was overwhelmed with joy and love and everything felt like heaven on earth.
rapunzel laughed against his skin, burying the curve of her nose alo- ng the crook of his neck, letting a sigh escape the pink lips ——-
and somehow she had him smiling wider than before, something he had thought to be an impossibility, but was proven wrong.
the initial kiss was what toned him down as he was now preoccupied with her lips–
oh, how he loved her kisses.
never did he imagine to feel such about another, but this was yet another that she proved opposite of what he originally thought.
she continuously opened his eyes to the world around them and he found himself paying attention to details he would’ve never glanced at before.
like how exteremly adorable she was right then, and how her eyes seemed to hold his entire world inside them.
she was pulled closer and then his lips were pressed against hers in a loving k i s s.
Elsa tried to hide her smile as the usual Flynn emerged. “Well I’m not saying you look
bad but there’s something… off. I don’t know. It’s just not what I expected of the great Flynn Rider.” Elsa shrugged dismissively.
“Oh, so you had expectations?” He was amused by the Queen and it showed on his face. “Well, I may not have been born a prince, but I am more than capable of being one. Watch.” He readjusted his suave coat and then spun around on his heels, attempting to walk down the hall like a real prince would. Elegance and assertiveness, but with enough charm that sent all the ladies following to the floor. “–when you were growing up, did you ever have to do the whole balancing books on your head thing?”
“I can relate to the feeling, though I’m not going to say I know what you’re going through, Rider.” Elsa sighed, tilting her head to examine the man. “But you should know my cousin loves you.”
Though he did not enjoy the fact that she could relate to him, it was nice to hear that he wasn’t necessarily alone in it all. “Yeah– .. yeah, she does. I believe she does, anyway. It’s.. weird, but good, I guess.”
“Well, yeah — but I was stuck in a tower for eighteen years before that, so.”
( she’s entitled to a little wanderlust. )
“I haven’t thought quite that far ahead yet. But I hear Arendelle’s nice! And I read about this village called DunBroch that’s supposed to have amazing scenery, — oh, but the Southern Isles have these great landmarks, and —”
"I hear ya, sister. Adventuring is good. You learn about the world, get to know how things work. Really helps you grow as a person.”
“–Pick one for starters. We can’t be in three places at what, though how I wish we could.”
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✿ The pair were on the same boat they used when he first took her out to see the lights. The situation was no less different, except she was now back in her kingdom and he was no longer a wanted thief. Every time the lights were being launched into the sky, Rapunzel was always awed. It didn’t take much for her to quieten down and just watch the lanterns color the sky. When he pulled out the ring and popped the question, all the girl could do was look at him in surprise before pulling him into a tight hug, the words “Yes!” being repeated over and over.
❝I’d never say no if it comes to you.❞ She promised before pulling him into a kiss.
✿ ❝You do? Because I think I love you the most as well.❞
“Hmm.”
His response was that he leaned in to be inches away from her face, lips nearly hovering over hers for a moment and then he pressed his own against the girl’s.
facing him everyday always felt like descending the tower; placing her feet firmly on the ground for the first time in years. it was that kind of adr- enaline which pumps through the pr- incess’ veins whenever flynn rider
a gentle hand draws towards his cheek, feeling the heat p- ulsate under her flesh. she’s smiling at him, letting her he- artstrings fiddle in her chest.
flynn rider.
eugene fitzherbert.
the one thing they had in common
———- was that they were hers.
and rapunzel corona was his.
❝ eugene, you’re making it harder for me not to get nervous when you try and be too charismatic. ❞
he leans into her touch, eyes fall shut as he simply breathes in her scent for the moment, words seemingly at a loss. his arms wrapped around her frame as though that was what was natural ; like the two were each halves of the same whole.
his heart, it was beating far more loudly than he’d like to admit.
–it was the right time to say it, he’d have no regrets if she got up and left the next day, because it was something that he needed to get out, something that had been inside him for a long time.
