An: First of all, you guys are going to hate me cause I am making you wait even longer, what for? well you see :) hehe i am evil ;P Secondly thank you so much for reviewing, it really helps :) i like hearing form you guys! Any way enjoy chapter 6!

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Chapter 6

"May I have this dance, Rapunzel?" the man in black bowed, extending out his hand for Rapunzel's. Hypnotise by this man in black, Rapunzel took the cool pale hand in hers.

The man in black pulled her into his chest so that he smelt the wild flowers of her golden sea. Rapunzel pulled back slightly to see the man's face, but it was hidden under his black mask. His pale sculptured chin and lips were bare, but it wasn't enough to identify the man.

"Do I know you?" Rapunzel asked as she squinted at the man, as if doing so she might see who was hidden under that mask.

"You are spoken fondly on this island, as if you are a princess," the man in black said, overlooking her question.

"That is far from true, I just live in this mansion," Rapunzel said as she looked past the man, noticing most of the couples had stopped to watch the pair.

"On the contrary," the man in black dipped her so quickly Rapunzel took a hold of his collar, fingers brushing his chest. "I think that is true princess," a mischievous smile crossed the man's lips, but Rapunzel didn't notice it, she was deep in thought.

"You're as cold as death," she whispered as she bravely pushed her hand against the man's chest. Rapunzel looked up at the man finally catching his eyes with hers. His electric icy blue eyes took her breath away. She had never seen such eyes filled with knowledge and the thirst of adventure before. As she studied his icy orbs she noticed something amongst the knowledge and adventure: longing.

The man in black brought her back to her feet, taking her face with his and planting a light kiss across her lush lips. Their kiss was a beautiful combination of warmth and bitter cold, it was poisoning to the both of them for they wanted more but the man in black moved away before that could happen.

"What…?" Rapunzel whispered, completely in a daze from their shared kiss.

"I apologise." The man in black moved away from Rapunzel, his leaving presence made her feel cold. "I had to steal your kiss before he could." The man in black disappeared in the crowd leaving a puzzled Rapunzel.

~0~

For the rest of the evening Rapunzel walked around in a daze, fingers lightly touching her lips. She could still feel the kiss buzzing across her soft lips. She never thought that would happen. Her first kiss was stolen by a man in black, a stranger.

The sound of iron hitting glass twinkled through the air, silencing the music and chatter of the guests.

"My friends! I have met plenty of you tonight and so I say let us take a glass of champagne for this toast!" Flynn's voice said somewhere on stage.

Around her, servants passed her handing out glasses of bubbling liquid. Rapunzel was so in a daze that they ignored her and moved on.

Between her fingers she felt the smooth surface of glass. She looked down to see herself holding a slim glass of the bubbling liquid.

"Best if you do not miss out," a voice whispered in her ear. She looked up to find the man in black. A rosy blush formed across her cheeks, she turned her gaze away from the icy orbs, heat rising in her chest. She took a sip of the champagne to settle her nerves, the man in black chuckled beside her.

"I do believe you drink when the speech is over."

"Sir Flynn talks far too much for that," Rapunzel noted as Flynn chatted on about how he adored the island.

"You know him then?"

"Unfortunately, I do." Rapunzel gathered her skirts and walked away from the man in black, as she did the heat in her chest died.

"Where are you off to princess?"

"Please don't call me that," the heat had returned when she glanced back to find the man in black following her.

"Hold on now," he reach out and caught her hand, a bolt of electricity ran through the both of them. Rapunzel ripped her hand out of their hold. "Your name is being mentioned," the man in black said as he tucked his hand away as if it were burnt.

Rapunzel tuned her ears into Flynn's speech, sure enough he was talking about her, about their first dinner and how beautiful he thought she was.

"He uses so many words to describe your beauty, it ghastly," he mumbled into his glass before taking a sip.

"You do not think I am beautiful?" Rapunzel asked, a little hurt but she did not show it.

"I never said that my dear lady."

"Please, I am not married."

"No, but you will be. Very soon I see."

The man in blacks' words made Rapunzel freeze under his icy gaze.

"To the man up there I presume?"

Rapunzel stole a quick glance up to Flynn on stage. He looked very handsome and comfortable as he boasted on and on about Rapunzel's beauty and how he had travelled the seas just to seek her hand in marriage. It was all so lovely, but not for Rapunzel. She did not want this, she did not want Flynn.

"Your look of disappointment says it all dear lady."

Rapunzel looked to her feet, the shinning of her hair and skin dulled as sadness took over once more.

"Tell me princess, does he know?"

"Know what?"

He leant down close to her ear, a wicked smile playing across his pale lips. "Your precious secret, of course," he purred, hoping he would get the reaction he wanted.

"I hold no secrets from my love," Rapunzel claimed sternly, using love instead of Flynn's name.

The smile on the man in black lips wavers a little, but he is not done yet. "Then he should know of the one"-he picked up a strand of golden hair that lies over her ear-"where your hair glows and heals when you sing a special song."

The world slowed down at that precise moment.

Rapunzel's green orbs widen as a surprise gasp leaves her lips.

The skirts of the many women in the room slow down as the beating of her heart pounds in her ears.

The music stops, the laughter in the room and Flynn's voice seem to grow louder as it slows.

Rapunzel begins to feel nauseous.

The smashing of glass against marble made the guest shriek and turn to the source. Rapunzel stood in a daze as he many faces covered in masks looked her way.

Flynn made his way to Rapunzel, side stepping the broken glass at her feet. "Rapunzel?" he asked taking a hold of her slim shoulders. "Are you alright?"

The world took up normal pace; the skirts of the women sped up once more.

Rapunzel looked to her side were the man in black would stand, but he was gone. She looked to her feet to see her glass nothing more but shards of sharp edges waiting to penetrate human skin. The front of her dress was ruined from the staining champagne.

Tears stung the edges of her eyes. How could she not see it before?

How could she not see him?

She looked back to Flynn, "I need to go," it barely came out as a whisper.

"My love? Are you not feeling alright?"

"I need to go," Rapunzel pushed herself from Flynn, holding her head with her hand trying to piece it all together.

"Rapunzel, wait!"

She turned back to Flynn; he grabbed her left hand and slipped something cool onto her ring finger.

"Thank you," Rapunzel said, still in a daze. She retrieved her hand and exited the masked ball. Behind her she could hear the confused mumbles of the guests.

~0~

Her bedroom door slammed behind her as she entered. A long exhausted sigh left her throat as she leant against the wooden door.

Her room was dark, the moonlight peeking through the French doors that lead to her balcony. The fireplace flickered beside her, its small light casting shadows to appear over her artwork. She heard a squeak beside her ear.

"Not now Pascal," Rapunzel said through clenched teeth, she stormed her way to her bathroom.

She threw back the purple curtain as if were nothing. Tugging at her mask she came to a stop before her mirror. She could hardly make out the reflection that was inside, but she did notice a flash of gold. She knew for a fact that it was not made by the reflection of the fire behind her.

Cupping the icy water in her hand from the basin she doused her face, her pores absorbing the cool liquid. Eyes closed, she faced the basin. Water drops collected on her face before falling for the bowel. She cupped the side of the basin with her hands, a strange clink noise made her look at her left hand.

There, hugging her ring finger was a beautiful golden ring with red rubes. Only it wasn't beautiful in Rapunzel's eyes, it was hideous.

Gold filled out her green orbs as anger planted itself in her chest. She looked up to see the golden eyed Rapunzel, but this time she wasn't afraid.

Her hair fizzed and blinked gold like a flickering candle as she pulled the ring from her finger. She marched towards the fire and threw, along with the mask her mother had given her, the ring into the flames.

She watched with golden eyes as the mask turned to ash and the ring turned to no more than a golden puddle.

She sunk to the floor, only realising what she had done. Golden tears rolled down her cheeks as he eyes turn to their normal shade of green.

What was she going to say what happened to the ring to her mother?

A sob left her chest as she cupped her face in her small hands. Something nudge her skirt beside her, it was Pascal giving her what little comfort he could offer.

"You know, pretty ladies shouldn't be let to cry, especially the blonde ones."

Rapunzel's eyes widen as a surprised gasp left her lips. She turned her head to the source of the voice; the man in black was staring back at her. Turning back around, she wiped her nose on her sleeve and stood, taking the iron fire poker in her grasp.

"What are you doing here?" she asked striding her way towards him holding the poker firm in her hand.

The man in black smiled at her, "I had to make sure you were alright." He started to make his way to her but she stopped, holding the poker as far as it would go. He stopped just before the hot metal could burn his chest. "Feisty," he stepped away, "I like it," he smiled wickedly.

"Don't you smile at me," Rapunzel warned through clenched teeth. "You have nerve showing your face around here after so many years."

The smile left the man in blacks lips, "I do not believe we have met lady."

"Don't play your games Jack Overland, I know you are under that mask," Rapunzel eyed the man in front of her. She saw his eyes cast downwards for a moment before looking back t her.

"I do believe you are mistaken, lady."

"I do not. Take off your mask. Show me what I believe is you Jack."

As silence crept into the air Rapunzel's heart felt like it was going to burst from her chest. When the man in black reached for his mask her breath caught in her throat. He pulled the mask away revealing a pale face sculpted by the gods themselves and worn by the adventures she knew he had been on.

"Jack…" barely came out as a breath, but as he pulled away the black bandana from his head disappointment flooded her figure.

The moonlight bounced off his white locks, it seemed to cause a faint glow to surround his head. She hoped to see brown, the same brown she had seen many years ago. But instead she saw white. It was as white as her wedding dress would be.

She lowered the hot poker, "I guess I was mistaken. Who are you?"

"My name is Captain Frost, I am sorry I am not the man you were seeking," Captain Frost explained, all awhile keeping his eyes away from hers. "But I have met him, he told me of you. You, the beautiful maiden from an island far off that could heal people when she sung. He told me this just before he died on my ship."

Tears of betrayal stung Rapunzel's green eyes, "he told you of me? He said he would never do such a thing. Never betray my trust. I guess I was wrong." She turned away from Captain Frost, hugging her shoulders tight. "What would you do to me now? Take me away; sell me to the highest bidder? Surely there must be something in it for a pirate like you."

Captain Frost stops for a moment, "how did you know I was a pirate?"

Rapunzel scoffed, turning back to him, "please, a pirate ship would be near the area Jack's ship had sunk and you didn't use my stairs, so you climbed my towers walls. Even the best climber on this island could not to a thing like that."

"Ah, it seems I have been caught," Captain Frost stated as he took a step towards her. "But I am not here for riches."

"If not riches then what do you want?" She eyed him up and down until he stood just before her. She took a step back, "and you would be stupid to think I would hand my virtue over to you."

She noticed those icy orbs widen a little as a slight blush warmed his pale cheeks; he turned from her so she would not see more. He cleared his throat before talking to her again.

"I am not here for either, dear lady. Before your great Jack Overland perished on my ship, he asked me one wish. Take me back to the far off island, he said, where the beautiful maiden with long golden hair awaits for my return. And so we set sail, but each day he came closer and closer to his last breath. The night he died, he called me to his bed side asking for one more favour. Lay my body at rest in the icy oceans, he asked, if you please, and when I die take the golden haired lady from her mansion, she wishes to be free, this is my wish, for her to be happy. And then he died, and I gave that lad my word, a pirate word. Since that day I have been searching you, lady with golden hair, and finally I have found you."

He turned back to Rapunzel, finding her on the floor crying once more. "He wished that? All of it?" he heard her sob.

"Every last word." He knelt down so he could be eye level with her, "it's just your choice, golden lady, come with me"- he stood up, extending his hand out for her-"or stay here and marry that fool on stage. You know, you are a terrible liar," he winked at her; in return she gave him a small smile.

Rapunzel studied the pale hand in front of her. It was too easy, if she takes the hand she will live a ventures life, if she doesn't she would be stuck here; birthing children from her body to a man she does not love. But her mother would be disappointed with her if she left, but who was she to care? Her mother hadn't cared for her since the day news of Jacks death reached their island. She made up her mind.

She took Captain Frosts hand. "To hell with my mother," she mumbled as he helped her stand up.

In the next chapter we get to find out more about this strange Captain Frost (but i guess you already know who he is, so sorry for making you guys wait so long but it had to be done), but until then, review what yout think and bye!