Chapter-1

It had been two since Rapunzel's marriage to Prince Stefan, her reunion with her family, the alliance of the two kingdoms, and so many other happy events. She couldn't sleep, so she was looking out of the window in the silence of the night at the beauty of the view of the kingdom from the castle. She was quite amused to imagine that a few years back she didn't even know what lied beyond the forest, that all this existed; she didn't know about her parents, not even Stefan, and all these happy events took place only with the help of a magic paintbrush and some encouraging friends. She wondered what would have happened if she hadn't accidentally discovered the secret cabin that day. As she thought she saw that it would lead to the destruction of two entire kingdoms. She would never know her parents, or Stefan or anyone. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek. But it didn't matter now. All of that didn't happen, she was free and happy now with Stefan and her parents and in two months they were going to have a new member in the royal family. Rapunzel smiled at the thought that she was going to be a mother.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and saw the prince standing behind her. She smiled.

"Why are you awake at this hour, Rapunzel? You should be resting," he said caressing her hair.

She smiled. Why was everyone so worried about her? "I just couldn't sleep," she replied. "I hope I didn't wake you up."

"No, you didn't. I just woke up and saw you standing there. Is everything alright?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. "Stefan, what if I am not ready for this?"

"You are. Everything will be fine, Rapunzel," he embraced her. She felt safe in his arms. "Come back to bed."

She went with him and soon she was asleep. Stefan smiled at how quickly she fell asleep. He kissed her on the forehead and went to sleep.

TWO MONTHS LATER…

Stefan was waiting outside when the nurse came out and smiled, "It's a girl, Your Majesty," she said. "You can go and see the Queen now."

Stefan went in. He saw Rapunzel sitting on the bed holding the baby in her arms. She smiled when he saw him and handed her over to him. Stefan looked at the baby, she had blue eyes, exactly like her mother's. Stefan smiled back.

It was Tamara's eighteenth birthday, but, well, she didn't really care. She didn't care about balls or parties. To her, her family mattered the most and one more thing that she loved and put her heart into was painting. Oh how she loved to paint, just like her mother. In the morning she ran up to her father with her new painting in hand, "Father, look at this picture. How is it?" she asked with eagerness.

"Happy Birthday, Tamara. What do you want to show me?" Stefan knew what she wanted but still showed his eagerness to know.

"How is this painting?" she asked again handing the painting to her father, as he held it with difficulty as the painting was quite large.

Stefan looked at the picture; it was the picture of a forest with a river flowing through it and a deer drinking water. The painting looked marvelous. "It's beautiful, darling. You're as talented as your mother." He gave his daughter a hug. "Go and show it to your mother. She will be marveled."

"Thanks father," Tamara hugged her father again and this time went towards her mother's room.

Rapunzel saw her daughter and smiled, "Happy Birthday! What brings my little girl here so early in the morning?" she asked.

"Mom, look at this picture, what do you think?" she said.

Rapunzel looked at the picture, and marveled it. She was happy to see how beautiful the picture was. "Wow! It's even better than my paintings, Tamara," she replied, as they walked towards the throne room where Stefan was.

"Thank you, Mom," she replied.

"Stefan, did you see this painting? Isn't it beautiful?" she said looking at her husband. He nodded in agreement. "It looks magical," he smiled.

Rapunzel thought it was time she showed her daughter something special. She smiled as she took out a case from a cupboard and said, "Tamara, I think we have something very special to give you as your birthday present," as she handed the case to her daughter.

Tamara looked at it curiously, "What is it, mom?"

"Open it and see for yourself."

Tamara quickly opened the case and saw a beautiful paintbrush. She loved it. "Whoa! This is the prettiest paintbrush I've ever seen. Thank you." She went and hugged her parents.

"Tamara, you should know, that this is no ordinary paintbrush. It is a magic paintbrush. Remember I told you that I was captured by a witch called Gothel. I used this brush to come out of the tower to meet your father. I found this as a hairbrush in a secret cabin under the tower, and the hairbrush transformed into a paintbrush overnight. Whenever you think of something and paint with this brush, it becomes real. For example, I painted our town and I got here through the picture, and before the ball I painted my dress. But I must tell you not to use it on your everyday paintings. That can lead to danger. Use it only when you need it."

Tamara was curious to know what would happen if she used it on the painting she completed today. She quite didn't understand her mother's explanation. But just to avoid further questions she said, "Thank you mom. I understand."

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