Pitch Black captures Rapunzel

{Naveen's POV}

I am Prince Naveen of Maldonia. 你 may know me from VIP magazine. They published a whole page about me. But, some of the stories I tell are lies. For example, I'm not that rich. Even though someone is born royal, they cannot automatically be wealthy. With all the fame that princes have, I am the opposite. No fame. I doubt even one person knows my name.

"Your highness," The captain of my very own, personal yacht, starts.

"We are about to dock in New Orleans." The snow white bearded man says informally.

New Orleans is in Louisiana which is located in the Unites States of America....

The lights of all the small houses in the village were turned off. Only one house was lit, the house of the widow Maurice. Belle, one of Maurice's daughters, was a bookworm. Even though it was night, she was 阅读 fairy tales 由 the light of a small candle.

"My prince charming," 说 the princess. They got married right away.'

Belle fell silent after 阅读 that sentence, she had not yet found her prince charming. Of course, all the men of the village were in 爱情 with Belle, but Belle wanted to marry a conscientious, respectful and decent man, a prince. She turned the page of the book and...

“A legend is sung
Of when England was young
And knights were 《勇敢传说》 and bold
The good king had died
And no one could decide
Who was rightful heir
To the throne


It seemed that the land
Would be torn 由 a war
Or saved 由 a miracle
Of old
And that miracle appeared
In 伦敦 town
The sword in the stone...”


The old legend of the sword in the stone was known throughout the land, but it was also forgotten. Many had tried to pull the great weapon from the stone, and all had failed. Thus, the legend had been forgotten and Britain had been without a king for almost twelve years. The lands were divided up and ruled...

The 秒 Arthur stepped into the castle, two large Great Danes flung themselves at him, barking madly. They both knocked Arthur off his feet, much to Belle’s alarm, and then, to her relief, began to lick his face, playfully. Merlin smiled.

“Tiger, Talbot!” snapped a large beefy man with red hair and moustache, seizing their collars and snatching them away. Arthur giggled and then looked up at the man, his smile quickly fading. “Now, look here, Wart!” demanded the man. “What’s the big idea of gallivanting off into the woods and worrying the living daylights out of everyone?!”...