A princess must look as fragile as a porcelain vase. There must be elegance in her forms, mother-of-pearl skin, a slim waist, and a half-smile that even a breath of wind can unsettle. But no one mentions that this vase, if it falls, can be not only left intact—but also knock down a couple of especially spirited thieves trying to steal it. Why mention such little details in beautiful legends, where at the end “his heart beat faster,” and “her breasts rose,” and “they both galloped off at sunset to fall into tall grass”? What do you think—deadly biographical details? Nonsense! Who cares about it in a ballad far from reality, like the true story of Princess Rapunzel that isn’t like the fairy tale about her?
But what about the real hero? Yes, he was too… Strong, brave, dangerous. Only not a prince on a white horse. And not even a dark lord on a black dragon. He wasn’t planning to save anyone either. But then… unlucky for both of them. Because it turned out that in life there are things scarier than deadly curses. For example, love…