Spell Rapunzel 소설 & 이야기

The nuances of my new sense of smell was going to take some getting used to. A girl about my age rounded the staircase, looking up at me. "Hello, Rapunzel. Decide to descend the tower on your own?" "Rapunzel?" I touched my hair. It wasn't even that long. "Well yeah. You've been stuck up in your tower for ages." She grinned. "Only the classic stories here, love." "Maybe she's more like Red Riding Hood, waiting for the big bad wolf to gobble her up." Rhys appeared next to the girl, and I blinked.

“I read them all the time. You’re the Princess who’s locked up in a tower by the bad guys! A monster blocks your exit and you can’t leave. So you sing, your voice going to the far distance and a handsome Knight hears it! He wants to find you and marry you so he fights the monster and rescues you. Then you two fall in love and get married and have kids-” “I’m not in a tower and there are no monsters keeping me captive!” Halsey laughs. She’s amused by the girl’s wild imagination. But Jo is adamant. “You were at that pool where the monster resides!” Jo states. “And you sing. You’re a Princess. Just like…Rapunzel!” “I don’t have the hair,” Halsey jokes. “And you have a wild imagination!” Jo puff

Shirley teased when he came close to the table she was leaning on, to place the baked tacos. "That would be a great idea Rapunzel. Although your dad might just end up killing you," he obliged her with a smile. She scoffed. "Whatever… He has no say about my love life. I can be with whoever I want. Too bad, I have only been meeting frogs. Who knows, you could be the prince charming I am looking for," she taunted, a smug smile playing on her lips. He chuckled. It weirdly sounded like music in her ears, compelling her smile to widen.