Black hair that looked like pitch, gray eyes that beckoned to him, scarlet lips, white skin, muscular, flexible and trained body. On the hands were black gloves made of genuine leather, on the legs were black shiny boots, trousers made of strong and dense fabric, with a tight belt, the whole body was covered with a steel shell, it was stronger than an ordinary shield and could withstand a musket shot. Behind her back, the girl wore a long, wide sword, forged from strong steel and capable of cutting armor! Cassandra was always disciplined and followed the princess everywhere.
Long golden curls that flowed like a waterfall had magic power, green eyes resembled two large emeralds and anyone who looked into them drowned without memory, the delicate ruddy skin was tanned and pleasant to the touch. Always barefoot, Rapunzel wore a pink dress as she loved to feel free. Although Flynn loved her, she had long preferred the company of a brunette who helped her get comfortable in home, taught the intricacies of the palace, trained her and just was there. Rapunzel was a princess, which means that in the far future she will become a queen.
Heading towards the tower Last year served as a refuge for them, the princess led the ladies-in-waiting by the hand. On her belt, she kept her favorite heavy frying pan just in case.
What shall we do today, Your Highness? - With a grin asked the maid of honor.
- Today my Cassandra will prove how much she loves her princess - stopping, the girl turned to the brown-haired woman.
Cassandra took her beloved in her arms.
My sword is at your service, - their lips merged in a passionate kiss.
- Carry me to the tower, there are twenty steps left to the cave and go through it! - Rapunzel spoke in a singsong voice.
Arriving at the tower and sitting comfortably on the bed, the princess brewed green tea and baked charlotte. Having a fun snack and chatting on all sorts of topics, the girls fell one on top of the other.
Let me at least take off my sword ... - Cassandra shivered from discomfort.
- It's better to hold me close to you and in this costume you are beautiful - Rapunzel kissed her on the lips.
- Are you kidding me?! I have armor on! The princess's lover widened her gray eyes.
“Better take me,” after these words, the palms of the ladies-in-waiting in black gloves under the dress crumpled their elastic buttocks.
“Looks ridiculous…” she hesitated.
- It's not clear at all, is it? - Rapunzel freed her sexy body from the dress with one sharp movement.
- Oh, you are my goddess! - Cassandra began to caress the tender breasts of her only friend.
If for the princess she was a breath of freedom, then for her Rapunzel was the dearest and closest person!
The taste of victory, so sweet and intoxicating, but this princess. I hate the thought of her. Lying and naive. And how could I trust her then? I never trusted people, so why now allowed myself this weakness? And he knew that this would be the case. I knew there were no real people in this world. They are just shells in my personal Hell. They are all demons. The demons that put on masks and staged a masquerade ball, where I am the guest of honor, who in the end, as if by chance, will be killed in the middle of the banquet table. And all this would be funny if it weren't so painful.
Among these lies, I saw her. Cassandra. Who in their right mind would climb to kiss this, as Eugene says, beast? She is like a demon who does not hide her essence. He does not put on masks, does not bestow a false sensation of warmth. As if she decided that she was above these stupid games with a mortal. Perhaps this is true, but such a difference with the total mass involuntarily makes you once again come closer and follow her actions.
Contrary to the expectations of the entire Crown, I was not left to rot in the damp prison cells, but simply hooked up with this friend Fitzherbert Strongbow. Sharing a room with him is a nightmare. What did they promise him so that now he is practically cracking in my ear? These are his stories. And the devil will not make out which of them is true, and which is a sweet lie. Well, at least sometimes the guards come, with some important news, and this ratchet leaves. It immediately becomes so quiet and you can finally sleep at least a couple of minutes.
But, apparently, such torture is not enough for the captain, because now our beautiful Eugene has joined him. This duet will definitely drive me crazy. If Lance didn’t even try to climb or didn’t speak directly, then slick with a lack of convolutions in my head, right on the forehead says that I have to improve and become normal again. How is it to be normal? Maybe I want to become one, but first, let them explain.
Wow, Varian, you're allowed to roam. Progress. True, these walks are more like walking dogs. After all, wherever I go, these two are everywhere. Do they think I'll run away? Maybe two months ago, but not now. There are guardsmen everywhere, and also this crazy horse with the habits of a bloodhound dog. Sometimes he really annoys me.
Three. Now this team of three. Ratchet, a beauty with a dying brain, and their new girlfriend Cassandra. Although, given all of the above, Lance and Eugene are two girls, and Cassandra is their new boyfriend, whom they found in that bar where every criminal is a crazy dreamer. Oh, Varian, you're probably not completely out of your mind if you're trying to be funny. And maybe vice versa, but we will not talk about it. It’s better to keep an eye on the boyfriend of our girls, otherwise he’ll roll up to me, so these beasts will start to get jealous and set fire to my bed at night because I took him away.
The nights here are still quiet and so welcome. The ratchet is sleeping, and the girlfriend and the guy have gone to their room. Paradise in Hell. I would like to sleep, but every night the desire to go outside, breathe in a full chest of fresh air and expose the body to the cool streams of winds does not give rest. And another very strange feeling that haunts me from the very moment that Cassandra first turned her gaze to me. I would say that this is love, but her presence is disgusting to me, and the girl herself infuriates. Maybe it's just the simple attraction that happens when you go from teenage to not a man, not a guy, just a bum.
So the very problems with the guy of two girls came. He activated. Previously, he threw only a couple of phrases for all the time, but now he sits down to me and talks while two girlfriends sort things out. This is strange and even frightening, because I unconsciously answer. What's the answer, I sometimes even smile. Let it be very weak and barely noticeable, but I smile, What kind of demon are you, Cassandra?
Today is the day I'm free. No ratchet. He left on business. There is no beauty. He's in training. And only their boyfriend is free.
Stop it, I know perfectly well that you are not sleeping, - I feel this look and a raised eyebrow on my back. Goosebumps run through my skin, but I stubbornly lie with my face turned to the wall. And what am I afraid of? She won't do anything to me anyway. The floorboards creak and the bed sags slightly under Cass. I feel her thumb slide across her cheekbone, move to her chin, and then turn to face me. Her eyes. I'm ready to drown in them. This greenery seems to be eating me up from the inside. Cold and callused from training, a hand slides down my cheek, burrowing and pulling my strands. It sounds strange, but after five months of communication, I got used to this.
And here I sleep. More precisely slept until you started your harassment, - I chuckled. For this, Cassandra pulled my hair a little.
Will you never get better? How many times has this question been asked in these five months?
Never, but that's why you love me, - I broke into a satisfied smirk. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her onto the bed. Now she looms over me. Our faces are so close that you can feel each other's breath. Her hair tickles her cheeks and cheekbones.
Dreaming too much.” Hot breath burns your ear as Cass whispers those words. With my hands, I lift her shirt and slide under the fabric, my palms examining every millimeter of heated skin. This is all so wrong, because initially the plan was to lie still and pretend to be asleep, but these seemingly ordinary actions are already dizzy.
What kind of demon are you, Cassandra? - this phrase is buried in a gentle, but at the same time persistent kiss. The girl bites her lip, and then draws a wet path from her chin to her neck. There she stops, apparently also thinking about the correctness of her own actions, and then bites a patch of skin and sucks, leaving a bright scarlet spot. A wave of warmth spreads throughout my body, my hands themselves change location from Cassandra's back to her neck. Having succumbed upwards in retaliation, I leave exactly the same mark.
While the ratchet and the beauty go about their business, this room turns into a demon's lair. A demon who so skillfully manipulates my feelings, but at the same time so easily succumbs to my will. And yet what kind of demon are you, Cassandra?
A slow but intriguing start to an uncompromising film adaptation of Neil Gaiman's cult mystical novel.
Having defeated Mother Gothel and reunited with her family, Princess Rapunzel enjoys life in the palace, among loving and caring people. However, she quickly realizes that the royal castle is a "golden cage" that shackles her thirst for adventure and prevents her from communicating with the common people. So Rapunzel, along with her beloved Eugene and her faithful servant Cassandra, makes forays into the city and beyond. During the very first "campaign" a magical shock of golden hair returns to Rapunzel. New-old hair can no longer heal, but they are completely indestructible, which allows them to be used as a weapon.
The action of the animated series takes place in the time period between the 2010 cartoon "Rapunzel: Tangled" and the 2012 short cartoon "Rapunzel: Happy Forever"
"They lived happily ever after," fairy-tale cartoons promise when they finish stories about princes and princesses. Nowadays, however, such an ending is hard to believe even little child. On the day of engagement or wedding, the life of young people does not end, but only begins, and it is clear that many dramatic ups and downs await them, even if they keep love to the grave. It is all the more strange to end the fairy tale at the moment when the heroine is just beginning to get acquainted with her real relatives and live the life for which she was born. After all, it is not at all easy to move from a forest tower to a royal castle near a noisy city.
With that in mind, the idea of the Disney producers to continue the story of the 2010 full-length animated film Rapunzel: Tangled in an animated series of the same name, which began airing on the Disney Channel in March, can only be welcomed. Yes, Mother Gothel Rapunzel and Eugene (aka Flynn Ryder) are no longer threatened, but there is still a lot to tell about a couple in love, even if you don’t come up with new super-opponents for her. Rapunzel is too energetic and extravagant to become a boring exemplary princess, and Eugene has lived too long outside the law to instantly settle down and turn into a court bum. So these guys will always find adventure on their own head, even if the royal guards try to protect them from all threats.
Walt Disney ordered a second season of Rapunzel before the premiere of the first episode of the first season
A new chapter in the story of Rapunzel and Eugene began with a full-length television cartoon, in which, among other things, a new "long-playing" secret of the princess was announced. Why is her magical hair back and what does that mean for her and her kingdom? However, the television series that followed the sweeping "pilot" has so far not really addressed these intriguing questions. He just portrays new life fidget Rapunzel, who either “for fun” enters the competition of warriors and reaches the final (the princess is amazingly, superheroically athletic), then locks her always quarreling friends in a dungeon so that they make peace, then she climbs out of her skin to please the merchant who booed her at the official ceremony (“How can someone not love me?!”).
Unlike her on-air neighbor from the animated series Elena of Avalor, who is basically learning to rule the country, Rapunzel does not even think about power. She has a father who is a king, he is in no hurry to retire, and this allows the princess to play the fool at her pleasure. Because of this, the series turns out to be less moralizing and educational, but more fun and reckless. In addition, Rapunzel is not as perfect as the "role model" Elena, and this makes her a little more likeable and humane as the main character. Although both princesses are just darlings.
A heroine for teenage girls is hard to imagine without a "love triangle", and a heroine for girls is in dire need of a best friend. At least in a long story. In Rapunzel, the already mentioned Cassandra became the best friend of the heroine. Formally, she is the maid of honor of the princess, and Cassandra behaves appropriately at royal receptions. But when the heroines are alone or three with Eugene, Cassandra is reincarnated from a servant to an equal. She speaks bluntly, often resorts to sarcasm, does not hide her distrust of Eugene (as the daughter of the head of security, Cassandra does not tolerate criminals), gives Rapunzel unsolicited advice, draws the princess into her adventures ...
The duality of the heroine is expressed in her clothes. In the castle, she wears ceremonial dresses, and in the city she changes into a male archer's outfit a la Robin Hood. Cassandra is an expert with weapons, she has a heavy hand, and her down-to-earth attitude to life contrasts perfectly with Rapunzel's enthusiasm and Eugene's frivolity. An excellent addition to the cartoon characters!
Someone may complain that Rapunzel, unlike Elena, does not sing a new song in each episode, although the Disney people were able to hire actress and singer Mandy Moore to voice the princess, who was the voice of Rapunzel in the full-length cartoon. However, "Elena of Avalor" is saturated with music to demonstrate different faces contemporary Latin American culture. "Rapunzel" does not set such ambitious goals. If the princess sang all the time, she would probably perform monotonous insipid pop music that would quickly become boring. Therefore, the opening song for the series is quite enough.