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Eugene wasn't on Drakko Island long, when he, along with Maximus, discovered the whereabouts of the new magical flowers. He was extremely careful to unearth every part of the flower, as directed by Dr. Miller. The thirty-year-old man was digging while Maximus went off to graze. When Prince Fitzherbert, unknowingly, pulled up the roots and began tugging on the last one, which was connected to the edge of the precipice, the cliff with Eugene on it, started to break loose!
Eugene Fitzherbert was falling! He didn't know how fast or how far – all he knew was that his life was flashing before his eyes. Rapunzel - her laugh – her eyes – oh, how he loved them! – her sweet persona. He held the flower securely in his arms when he finally stopped – a mere foot from the cliff. He'd been screaming like a little kid – for twelve long inches!
The prince consort laughed to himself and carefully turned around and reached for a hold in the bluff overhead. He felt around for something to grasp for a few seconds until a spiky rock was felt and gripped tightly. To his surprise, the rock began moving; pulling his tired frame up out of the fallen precipice, flower in hand.
Once Eugene was up on the cliff's top, he was face to face with a dragon! The mighty lizard looked to be a Stegasorous with wings! The prince consort felt as if he'd been transported back in time, but when the dragon began to speak, he realized that his mind was only playing tricks on him.
"What doth thou want with my flower?" the rich, baritone voice asked.
"Your flower?" Eugene countered, holding the flower up.
"Yes, my flower,"
"Well, you see, my wife, the princess of this fair country, has taken ill with pneumonic plague, and I am on a quest to save her most dear life, and your flower, as you so call it, is the only thing that can save her."
"Thou wilt not abuse it as that one woman had?"
"What woman?"
"Thy old woman, with black hair, who kept the flower hidden, for her own personal use."
"Gothel? You're comparing me to Gothel?" Prince Fitzherbert was aghast by this revelation and he broke into uncontrollable laughter. After regaining his composure, he proceeded to ask, "Did she uproot her flower?"
"No," the deep voice of the magnificent creature came.
"Did the royal guards uproot it to save their dying queen?"
"Yes. They did right by the flowers healing powers."
"And that is exactly what I'm go-" he was cut off by someone calling his name.
"Eugene? Eugene?" Oh no! The prince consort thought, I told her specifically that the doctors didn't want her out and about yet, but did she listen? No-o-o!
"Rapunzel," his voice was stern in a loving way. "Had I known you were coming, I wouldn't have dug up this flower." Then came the one question she was dreading. "Why are you here?"
"Do you realize how long you've been gone?"
"Three days." Was Prince Fitzherbert's answer.
"Try three months," came the brunette's response.
"What!" he turned to look at the dragon. "How can that possibly be?"
"Time is an illusion on Drakko Isle. What appears to be days, in reality, are months."
"I didn't know that! Honestly, Rapunzel, if I had known that-"
"I know… but it's time you came home, flower or not, because I'm pregnant. Nearly four months now."
"What! Really! Am I the first to know?" All of his words came bounding out over each other.
"Well, you're the second to know."
"Oh, and who was the first!" Eugene shot at his wife.
"Me, you idiot!"
"Oh, well, I guess that's okay, then."
"It had better be, Eugene," Rapunzel poked him in the gut.
"So, I guess we'll not be needing this, then," he held up the flower and began to dig a hole with his hands to replant it.
"Eugene, do you realize how many people we can help in Corona with that flower? Why, just planting it in a pot and taking it to sick, injured and ailing people would do so much good! Even if I have to sing that stupid incantation over three billion times, would be worth it." Eugene couldn't argue with her on that. He simply needed to get the dragon's approval.
Eugene turned to the brilliant beast and pleaded with him, "May we keep this flower to do as my wife, Rapunzel, has said? It will be used for nothing but good. I give you my word."
"If what she says is true and you intended to use it for that purpose only… then you may take it."
"Good. Thank you. We will!" Rapunzel bubbled over. "Now, c'mon, Eugene, let's get home."
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