Chapter 6: Resolution

The tower room was wrapped in darkness. The loom, where Rapunzel spent most of her days, lay idle and quiet. A small candle flickered on the table, casting an insignificant glow against the obsidian night outside the windows.

It felt as though the day would never come.

Rapunzel sat on the edge of her bed, eyes glued to the door. She twirled her golden locks, absently watching the strands loop around her fingers. Her heart raced, sending the wild butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy.