Wow. We're finally here. The last chapter. Again...wow. It makes me both happy and sad to see it go...happy at the fact that I finished my first chaptered story and also happy at the fact that I got so many great reviews. But I'm so sad to see it finished...but it's only one adventure that's come to an end. I've already got ideas for at least two Tangled one-shots and a new chapter story! Eugene and Rapunzel aren't gone forever!

Sorry if this didn't end with as big a BANG as some of the other chapters...since it was the end, I couldn't really do one of those big suspenseful endings. Oh, well, hope you like it anyway.

Thanks for all the great reviews, favorites, subscriptions, and just plain everything, and above all, thank you for reading TRUTH AND LIES!

Sayonara (I think that's how it's spelled),

Sheep 1215

It's been 12 chapters and I still don't own Tangled! I need a lawyer...

Flynn couldn't believe he was here.

He just couldn't.

That morning, Flynn had pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Later in the day, he punched himself to make sure it was real. Later, he contemplated hitting himself with a frying pan to be sure he wasn't dreaming, but he didn't want to have a huge welt on his head from that.

Not on his wedding day.

It was too good to be true, this moment. He, Flynn Rider—or, Eugene Fitzherbert, rather—was getting married. And not just to any random girl he had wooed to get out of a sticky situation, no, he was devoting his life to someone much more special.

Rapunzel.

Flynn couldn't believe that just a few months ago, he and Rapunzel were in the deadliest situation of their lives. When Flynn proposed and pledged his love to Rapunzel, he thought it would be the last time he ever saw her, and Rapunzel needed to know how much he adored her.

Yet now, they had overcome it all. It was just outstanding. Inadvertently, Rapunzel had revealed Flynn's proposal to her parents, and, to Flynn's surprise, they actually seemed happy about it. Perhaps, seeing that Flynn cared enough to willingly give his own life for her made them think that way. Either way, it felt good to be trusted for once in his life. And by the King and Queen, well, now that was an honor.

Flynn stood, holding his breath in anticipation. The moment was unbelievable. In the pews, Flynn knew that nearly every thug from the Snuggly Duckling had come to witness the occasion. Tor bought in flowers, Gunther handled the wedding decorations, Attila bought his world-famous cupcakes, and even Vladimir came in with a wedding present: a ceramic unicorn—what else? Meanwhile, Big Nose was watching the wedding with his own new love, and Hook Hand was, well, where else: on the piano of course, preparing to play Rapunzel's bridal theme as she entered the room. Flynn smiled, grateful for all their support, though in the back of his mind he knew they weren't the fondest of him and were instead doing all this for Rapunzel. Oh, well, as long as she liked it…

Flynn took a deep breath, now looking down at himself. On him was a brilliant white suit that only royalty would ever been seen in. Then again, in a few minutes, he would be royalty. He was going to be prince of Corona.

Prince.

Wow, what a word.

Every day since he had proposed to Rapunzel, that one thought flashed into his mind. Prince. Was he even ready? How on earth was he going to govern a whole kingdom? Years ago, he would have dreamed of such a position. In fact, back when he was a lonely young boy in the orphanage, he had yearned for such prestige nearly every day. But now, when it was staring him straight in the face, it made his heart pound. Was he ready? Would he ever be ready? He knew that someday, the prince would end up becoming King. King. That made Flynn even more nervous. He would be in charge of practically everything that went on in Corona. Was he ready for that kind of responsibility?

Maybe I can't do it… Flynn thought, trying not to show he was mentally struggling with himself. But instead, a piano chord made him stand erect, and he stared at the door, knowing that his love was going to enter any minute.

Sure enough, the doors flew open, and there stood Rapunzel, looking more beautiful than Flynn had ever seen her before. It was one of the first times he had ever seen her wearing something that wasn't lavender, and Flynn thought Rapunzel looked absolutely breathtaking in her dress. It was a dress fit for a princess, made with meticulous detail by the royal seamstresses (with help from Killer, yet another thug with a dream). Rapunzel was a pure picture of innocence and purity; the gown had a lacy design that cut off right at her shoulders, and the flowing white material swirled at her waist, and then blossomed at the bottom to give her a remarkably silky train. The veil over her face was made of only the finest material, and was held up by her crown, which was laced through with roses and daisies and other flowers, similar to the wonderfully arranged bouquet she held in her hands.

An outstandingly beautiful outfit for an outstandingly beautiful girl, Flynn thought.

Rapunzel's father escorted her down the aisle, beaming with pride at the fact that his baby girl was getting married. Flynn watched, swallowed by emotion, as his bride took step…after step… after step…down the aisle, with the flower girl—one of the little girls that braided Rapunzel's hair when they first entered the kingdom—sprinkling petals for the bride to tread upon. With her bare feet, Flynn added with a smile.

Pascal was there too, but of course. The tiny chameleon was the ring bearer, and pride swallowed even the little creature as he watched his best friend experience what was to be one of the happiest moments of her life.

Finally, Rapunzel reached the alter, and Flynn watched as the King, tears of joy brimming his eyes, gave his daughter away. Before leaving, the King stared into Flynn's eyes, transferring an unspoken message between the two of them.

Take good care of her.

Flynn nodded in response, and then gazed back into his fiancée's gorgeous green eyes, as he removed the veil. He was completely absorbed in just everything…everything. It was indescribable. Never had he imagined he would be here…with her…No longer a criminal, but soon to be a prince. No longer having to run, or to hide, but now, free to show himself; free to live. No longer was he alone…

…But he would now and forever be with the woman he loved.

Flynn was so caught up in the moment that he almost didn't hear the priest finish the vows.

"…for as long as you both shall live?"

Flynn nodded; still staring at that beautiful young woman he couldn't believe was his. "I do."

"And do you, Princess Rapunzel…"

Flynn once again gazed into the Princess's eyes, thinking how much things had changed. A lot, he meant, a lot had changed, and Flynn thought it was all for the better. No, he knew it was all for the better. Everything was so perfect now. Maybe God thought even criminals deserved a second chance.

Rapunzel's smiling eyes stared back into his own, and Flynn had never felt happier. He had a home, he had a love, and he had a dream. He remembered what he had said, when Rapunzel and he were out on the lake first watching the floating lanterns on her birthday. Rapunzel had asked him what would happen if the lanterns were not all she had expected, and Flynn had reassured her that they would be. And after she fulfilled that dream, she could find a new one. But Flynn knew this for sure: Flynn would never have a new dream. Now and forever, Rapunzel would be his dream, the love of his life, the one he would cherish…forever.

Flynn's heart soared as the priest finished speaking to Rapunzel, and tears flooded her eyes, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"I do."

It was then that Pascal presented the rings, and Flynn tenderly placed it on Rapunzel's finger, his whole being flooded with undying love. Soon, Rapunzel did the same, neither of them taking their affectionate gaze off of each other.

"I love you," Flynn mouthed silently.

Rapunzel blushed with a small smile.

"I love you, too."

"I now pronounce you man and wife," the priest spoke up. He smiled at the young couple, and then looked at Flynn. "You may kiss the bride."

And before Flynn could react, Rapunzel threw her arms around his neck, giving him a kiss he would never forget. Flynn quickly returned it, swept up by the moment. She was here, he was here, and they were together.

Rapunzel was his.

Flynn thought about the responsibilities he would have now, the authority, the trials, but he would get through it, because that precious girl was by his side. She'd be there for him, no matter what, and in a heartbeat, he'd be there for her. It was truly meant to be.

And as Flynn held his bride tight, his love for her an overwhelming warmth that enveloped them both as they embraced, Flynn thought he must be the luckiest man alive.

He had found the truth.

He had seen the light.

The end!

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