I am planning on writing a 4th chapter, beginning 18 years later. So this chapter won't be the last, but Chapter 4 will. I thought that since I have some people following this story, I should give them another chapter, especially for those who like this story. Please review and enjoy!

It had been a month since Rapunzel was kidnapped. She was nowhere to be found, and all hope was lost. This made the King and Queen more sad. The woman was never found. This message to the neighboring kingdoms, which Thomas and Primrose had notified in case someone saw anyone of the same description, became an object of interest and suspicion. The old woman stole the princess, every inch of Corona and the neighboring kingdoms was searched, so where could the two be? Unless the woman had a home secretly hid underground somewhere where no one could find her.

"I will have the royal painters create an artwork of me, you, and Rapunzel. It will be placed in the Public Squares." Primrose slightly grinned. This remembrance of her along with the floating lanterns, seemed to be the only proof of their love for her, and their wish for their baby to return.

Thomas ordered that a golden wig be brought. A baby of 8 months had been brought that looked close enough like Rapunzel. The royal painter, though, had to paint the eyes as green as an apple. The baby had brown eyes, Rapunzel had green. "The baby is asleep, so that will do. Just paint her with open eyes and it will go fine," Thomas said. The painter obeyed. He did the Queen and the baby first, then Thomas. It took three hours. When he painted Thomas, the baby was awake. But that did not create a problem. Once the painting was done, they let it dry for an few hours. It was done on a mosaic, and the royal painter was the best in the kingdom.

The baby was given back to its mother and father. Primrose longed for Rapunzel. She wanted to hold Rapunzel and be like the happy mother that was in sight of her. "I'm sorry about the loss of your daughter," said the woman, "our princess will return someday." Primrose nodded with sad eyes.

Primrose seated herself on a bench in the Palace Gardens. "Rapunzel, come back to us sooner or later," she prayed. "Where could she be? Dead in the forest? In the sea?" she asked herself. "Buried several feet in the ground? No! She's alive. That old woman took her for a reason." She sighed.

"Primrose?" She looked behind her. "Thomas? O, I was just thinking about what could have happened to her," she said, "that woman took her for some reason." Thomas sat down and hugged her. "Is it possible the woman climbed up to our balcony?" she asked, seeing a long rope of vine lying amongst the bushes. 'It may have been how the woman came into their room,' she thought. "Maybe. However she did, she stole her. She will be punished for it. I will have the guards search everyday until the ends of the forest. If she is not found by her next birthday...then we have no hope unless she's found," Thomas told her. "I sure hope someone will find her," Primrose smiled.

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