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independent role play account for eugene fitzherbert from disney's tangled. currently on hiatus since june 10 2014.
heirofcorona whispered: Jealousy. A feeling the princess was not yet familiar with. Yet she could feel its heat run through her veins. First instinct was to confront the woman, but a second thought prompted a different approach. Trust, would be her response. She had no right to interfere, as much as she'd like to claim Eugene as hers, she knew she had to trust him. To let him make his own decisions, even if they didn't include her happiness, because his happiness was more valuable to Rapunzel.
Uh oh! Your character is watching mine get hit on and is feeling possessive. How does your character handle this?
“—- .. ”
He listened to the woman speak, though his attention lied else where. It was clear how much she was interested in him, but he wasn’t budging in the slightest.
The only reason why he was putting up with her was for Rapunzel – it was her party, and these were her guests. But s o m e t i m e s he couldn’t help feeling like he needed a breath of fresh air.
When he was finally able to escape from the woman’s grasp, Eugene went straight for the brunette that he knew all too well
♚ — Rapunzel was snapped out of her thoughts at that moment. Her wide eyes looked down suddenly as she cleared her throat. All of this talk, and she still didn’t know how to explain it. At the thought, the panic spread in her inner thoughts, causing her stomach to lurch. She wasn’t usually like this. The panic etched into her features, but ever so slightly. Then, she let out a breath, trying her best to clear her mind. She had to keep it together, she couldn’t just spring this upon h im. Maybe it was best to never, ever mention it.
”- Nothing, it’s nothing, really. It’s silly, just don’t worry about it.” She forced a slight smile, her chin moving downwards, as her gaze searched the floor.
“ hey– ”
he took a step forward and held out his hand toward her, arms wrapping around her waist firmly, as if to say he was there in a way that words weren’t needed.
“I want to know. And I am worrying about it. Because I worry about you, Rapunzel.”
♚ — Then, as she was smiling, it began to falter ever so slightly. The thoughts had taken over her mind and she began to somewhat worry. “I feel good too, but there is something.. m i s s i n g.” Rapunzel hoped that he knew what she meant, and she put a small hand up to her chin, as a sign she was thinking. Thinking deeply.
And then the confusion set in. Something was m i s s i n g ..? Had he not noticed? Perhaps with everything going on, he was far too distracted to notice. But at the comment, he couldn’t help but let his own mind wander ; everything felt too good to be true. His entire life before this moment was a bit of a blur and having to think on what could possibly be wrong wasn’t as hard as he was making it out to be. Because if you looked past the smiling face that he wore so often, there was still the broken orphan hidden behind that mask.
Now he was curious as to what she was referring to. Was it the same something that he could feel in his gut or was it something far more critical. “– what’s on your mind?”
Tension. It immediately flurried in the air when eugene grabbed a hold of the guard, and round of gasps from the by standers, and that was enough to convince the prince that he had to take action to quieten the crowd, calm down the other prince at hand, and then find the princess.
’ sir, I kindly ask you to unhand him. we will send out a small patrol to search for highness. ‘
Well mannered, well dressed. Quite the gentlemen so far. Elsa bowed slightly to him as well, scrutinizing the prince. Hopefully, something good would come from this meeting.
He was being extra careful, she could tell, though it only showed through his speech. Elsa had grown accustomed to this sort of behavior towards her over the years; it came with royal status.
“So, Prince Eugene, I trust you have been getting along well in Arendelle since your arrival, yes?”
“Uh, yes– yes I have been.” He would neglect to inform her that a few of his old habits had made themselves present during the visit. It was nothing harmful, just a couple of.. five finger discounts here and there. Changing the subject might be the better option right now. “–is it usually this cold though? I mean, I’m only really noticing it in here.”
She was always wary meeting people for the first time, but Elsa gave a small smile when she saw the man before her.
”Pleased to make your acquaintance,” Elsa greeted him pleasantly.
Act c o o l in front of the Queen. Make a good first impression. Your wife and the entire Kingdom of Corona was counting on you to not mess this up. “–yeah, err.. your majesty, it is my pleasure. I am Prince Eugene Fitzherbert of Corona.”
“You’re acting like I’m going to buy the whole store— but you have a deal.” Rapunzel did have a habit of getting carried away, even more so when she was shopping. It was a bad habit, really, but she couldn’t help herself, there was so much she still had to learn, so much she hadn’t experienced.
He playfully rolled his eyes. It was odd how she was able to be adorable no matter what she was doing. After bidding goodbye to her mother whom had got the basket for them, the two headed out of the castle, down the steps and then down the winding path that would lead them to the market where all of the main shops were. There were quite a few people out and Eugene gave each a charming smile - he enjoyed watching Rapunzel interact with the kingdom’s citizens ; it never seemed to get old to him. It didn’t matter their age nor who they were, she always had something p o s i t i v e to say. She had a way of making you feel good about yourself without even trying.
♚ — “You, fearless Eugene, deathly afraid of my dainty flower of a mother? Don’t worry, you aren’t the only one, my father is next in line. She doesn’t bite. She loves you, not as much as I do, but fairly close.”
”–I wouldn’t want to get on her bad side. She doesn’t even need the title of Queen – she would be like that with or without the army behind her. It’s just the kind of v i b e I get from her.“ A smile was spread at that comment ; he wanted nothing more than to have a family and here he was, having just that. ”–and I love you, so much. In a long time, I feel.. good.“