Pip yawned cuddling into the boy. "Is this the last one?" It was now about two am ben knocked out on the other side of the bed a picture of Mal stuck to the side of his face.

"Yeah Pipsqueak. Go to sleep if you want."

For the first time in her whole life Pip had given in to something sinking further into Ben's blanket. Her eyes shut and her baby hairs somehow still held the heart shape she always made them.

Rosie Sun?

Armour opened the file filled with old photos and letters.

The lost princess he thought he could think back to when his father was called the lost prince the only successor of Uthur Pendragon. He was familiar with the story.

He knew he just knew this child of Mother Gothel was obviously Rapunzel's. 

The first thing he picked up was a baby picture she couldn't be older than a month old in it with glowing blonde hair and brown eyes that were the peace of the girl.

The next thing was a letter curly writing on it that somehow made vile want to come up his throat.

  Rapunzel

It's your mother. Just because you got away doesn't mean you are free. If your hair can bring back my youth and keep me healthy so can hers. If you ever want to see your little rosebud again you know where I'll be. And if this doesn't work my dear daughter you know what I am capable of. Tonight will be the last time you ever see her.

Mother knows best

kisses momzy

Armour looked away biting his cheek, tears pocked out of his eyes.

The whole thing showed nothing of the assumed girls time of on the isle. They all knew it was the lost princess.

He wrote some notes on the inside of the folder like call his dad and/or Rapunzel when the girl came so she could talk to people who have been through the same.

He wrote something about talking to Roselina about making her feel safe and comfortable on Auradon.

It was hard to write with one arm but he made do.