ʜᴏɴᴇʏsᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ❁ | ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ
chemlem
{{☀}} The Fairy Ring had grown incredibly crowded with citizens flocking from all different sectors to witness the festivities. Most attendees were in good spirits except for a few that were roughhousing in the cluster of people. The princess tried her best to push through the rough but in the process she nearly stepped on a pair of glasses that had been displaced during the event.
A little ways off another blonde was furiously searching the grounds for something that had been lost. Rapunzel approached the frantic girl, tapping her lightly on the shoulder, she began to speak before gaining the girl’s full attention.
“I have a feeling these may be yours.” Thin digits were curled around the thick frames of the item she believed this stranger had been searching for.