Chapter Five
"Now you've been kissed." His words continue to echo in my mind.
Why did he do that? Does he feel sorry for me? He must as he says it all the time.
I reach up and touch my fingertips to my lips. They feel warmer then they've ever felt. The entire tower feels warmer at the moment.
After he kissed me, he stepped over the railing and climbed down my hair. He is probably embarrassed and didn't want to see me. He didn't even look at me as he climbed down and mounted his horse. He simply just left.
There's a part of me, deep down, that wanted him to kiss me and even farther down, a part of me wanted it to be longer.
So now I'm alone and I'm craving the company of someone else. When I was growing up in the tower, I would sit and watch out the window for Mother to return and some days I would see girls from the village walking and picking flowers and if I listened closely I could sometimes hear them speak of their gentlemen callers. They would squeal and giggle as they talked of them.
This would be a time where I would kill to be able to have a girl to talk to about these things. Mother would have a fit if she were to know that not only had I been having company over but that they had kissed me. She would yell and scream and tell me to leave.
She would tell me to leave.
Maybe this is my way out! I'll tell Mother and she'll make me leave and I'll be free of this tower forever.
Or she would never let me leave and Niall could never come visit again.
Mother wants to protect me from evil men who would hurt me yet she never has fully explained how they would hurt me.
I've never asked her about my father because she always dismisses the subject but maybe he did something to her to make her fear men. Maybe Niall would do the same to me.
I'll have to ask Mother about my father. I'm 18 now and I deserve to know about him. I've never met him but I've always dreamt that he was a kind man. I have his blue eyes and his blonde hair. I may even have his nose. I look nothing like Mother with her dark eyes, black hair and sharp nose.
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair to me."
Mother. She came home.
I hurry over to the balcony to let her up.
"Hello darling, how are you?"
"Where were you Mother? I was so worried."
"Nowhere that concerns you dear." she flips her now even blacker hair over her shoulder, dismissing the subject. "What's for dinner?" she walks past me and into the tower.
"I didn't know if you were coming home so I haven't prepared anything yet."
"Why wouldn't I come home?"
"It's just...Because..."
"Spit it out Rapunzel."
"You didn't last night so I wasn't sure."
"You should have prepared a meal anyway. What has gotten into you lately?"
"Tell me about my father." My mouth speaks before my brain has a chance to process it. Mother's body tenses at the mention of my father.
"Your father?" she asks and I nod to avoid saying something else I would regret. "We will not discuss your father in this tower. End of discussion."
"No."
"No?" her brows raise at my rebellion.
"I'm 18 now Mother, I deserve to know about him."
