Rapunzel's hair is back (Patreon)

Rapunzel stood on the balcony of her private quarters, the golden waves of her hair cascading down her back and catching the rays of the setting sun. After all these years, her hair had magically grown back to its former glory, long and radiant, a testament to her unique heritage. At twenty, she had blossomed into a confident young woman, her adventurous spirit unquenched even after everything she had been through.

Since she and Flynn had gone their separate ways, Rapunzel found solace in the moments she could spend outside the castle, embracing her freedom and relishing the attention her beauty naturally garnered. Today was no different. She wore a light, flowing dress that accentuated her figure, the fabric clinging to her in all the right places as the gentle breeze played with her hair.

She descended the grand staircase with an air of grace, her bare feet silent on the cool marble floors. She headed to the gardens, her sanctuary away from the castle's hustle and bustle. The flowers were in full bloom, their vibrant colors and intoxicating scents creating a paradise she could lose herself in.

Rapunzel wandered through the garden, her fingers brushing the petals of roses and lilies, her mind drifting to thoughts of freedom and possibility. She found a secluded spot by a small fountain, its soothing sounds blending with the songs of the birds perched in the nearby trees. She settled on the soft grass, her dress pooling around her, and closed her eyes, letting the serenity of the moment wash over her.

The sun was warm on her skin, and she leaned back, supporting herself on her hands. The fabric of her dress slipped slightly, revealing more of her creamy shoulders and the delicate curve of her collarbone. Rapunzel reveled in the feeling of the sun's caress, her hair spread out around her like a golden halo.

She stretched languidly, her movements slow and deliberate, each one accentuating her lithe form. Her fingers idly played with a strand of her hair, twirling it around and letting it slip through her fingers. She couldn't help but smile at the sensation, the silky smoothness a reminder of the magic that had once again blessed her.

Rapunzel's thoughts turned to the attention she often received when she ventured into the nearby village. She loved the way people looked at her, their gazes filled with admiration and desire. It was a far cry from the isolation of her tower days, and she relished every moment of it. She enjoyed dressing in ways that highlighted her beauty, wearing flowing dresses and delicate jewelry that caught the light and drew eyes to her.

As she lay there, the sun beginning its descent, Rapunzel felt a sense of empowerment. She was no longer the sheltered girl from the tower, nor was she defined by her relationship with Flynn. She was a young woman in her prime, free to explore the world and her own desires. She knew she was beautiful, and she took pride in the way she carried herself, exuding confidence and grace.

The thought of returning to the village excited her. She imagined the admiring glances she would receive, the way people would stop and stare as she walked by. She enjoyed the flirtatious conversations, the way her laughter seemed to light up the room. It was a game, a dance, and she was the star.

Rapunzel stood up, brushing the grass from her dress and adjusting the neckline slightly to reveal a bit more of her décolletage. She made her way back to the castle, her mind already planning her next outing. She would wear her favorite dress, the one that hugged her curves and made her feel irresistible. She would let her hair down, the golden waves flowing freely, a symbol of her untamed spirit.

As she entered the castle, Rapunzel felt a thrill of anticipation. She was ready to embrace the evening, to step out into the world and let her beauty shine. She was Rapunzel, free and unbound, and she was determined to make the most of every moment, savoring the attention and the freedom that came with it.