The Swan Lake | [Prince Daniel X Reader]

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updated list:

• the nutcracker ✓

• rapunzel ✓

• the swan lake *

• magic of pegasus

• three musketeers (requested)

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The carriage hurtled through the trees, its wooden wheels creaking and groaning as it bounced and jolted over the rough, uneven terrain. Lila's eyes, misted over with worry and concern, glanced back over her shoulder, her gaze fixing on the Fairy Queen's serene, ethereal face. The queen's eyes, shining with stars, seemed to regard Lila with a unutterable compassion, her face a mask of calm, unruffled serenity. Lila's voice, a soft, anxious whisper, seemed to hang in the air like a question. "Is she okay?" she asked, her words a desperate, heartfelt plea.

Ivan's face, a mask of worried, anxious concern, reflected Lila's fears and doubts. His eyes, dull with worry, glanced back over his shoulder, his gaze fixing on the Fairy Queen's calm, unruffled face. The queen's eyes regarded Ivan with a deep sadness. As they looked back, a dark, ominous shape emerged from the skeletal trees, its huge wings beating the air with a slow, powerful motion. Rothbart's bird form, a towering, menacing presence, seemed to fill the air with a sense of dark, foreboding menace.

The Fairy Queen's magic, a soft, ethereal glow, swarmed about the carriage, lifting it into the air with a gentle, effortless motion. The carriage, once a sturdy, solid apparatus, now floated and drifted like a autumn leaf on a breeze, its ancient hardwood wheels dangling loosely in the air. As it crossed the log bridge, the trees of the Enchanted Forest seemed to close in around it, their rotten branches tangling and twisting like living, breathing vines. The air grew thick, musty and heavy with mystical magic, the very atmosphere vibrated with power.

The gateway to the Enchanted Forest yawned open like a dark mouth, its entrance a swirling vortex of shadows and light. As the carriage zoomed through the cave, the air seemed to grow thick and heavy with an eerie, unnatural silence. The sound of Rothbart's wings beating the air echoed off the forest walls, his presence a dark, foreboding shadow that loomed over them like a specter of death. The carriage burst out of the cave and into the trees, its wooden wheels bouncing and jolting over the rough, uneven terrain.

The forest grew denser and more menacing with every passing moment, the trees twisting and writhing like living, breathing things. Rothbart's magic seeped into the very fabric of the forest, causing the trees to shudder and tremble with an unnatural, otherworldly power. A massive tree trunk came crashing down across their path, its branches splintering and shattering like brittle, broken bones. The carriage crashed to the ground with a loud, splintering impact, its wooden frame shattering and splintering like a fragile, broken toy.

Rothbart's form coalesced out of the shadows, his eyes gleaming with a cold, calculating grey shadows. He stood before the wreckage, his massive chest heaving with exertion, his face a mask of cruel, triumphant satisfaction. "Ah, much better," he murmured, his voice a low, gloating whisper. "I don't like to rush around, it's bad for the digestion...Now for the girl..." He took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Lila with a cold, calculating gaze. But Lila stood tall, her eyes flashing with a fierce, defiant light. "I don't think so, bird-brain!" she exclaimed, her voice a bold challenge.

The air was heavy with foreboding, the trees looming above like death sentinels, their branches creaking ominously in the wind. Carlita and Ivan stood shoulder to shoulder, their faces set in determined, unyielding lines. "¡Si!" Carlita exclaimed, her voice a fierce, defiant cry. "да!" Ivan echoed, his voice a low, resolute growl. But Rothbart merely laughed, his voice a cold, mirthless sound that sent shivers down the spine.