Corona was abuzz with the news:
The King and Queen were stepping down, and Crown Princess Rapunzel was to take the throne.
Eugene stood at a distance, smiling proudly, though he had often dreamed of ruling by Rapunzel's side as King. However, as protocol would have it, it was not to be.
When Rapunzel finally had a chance to break away, she turned just in time to see a tear running down Eugene's face.
"Is something wrong?" she whispered, wiping the tear away with her thumb.
"King Eugene," was all he could whisper, before collapsing in her arms.
"Oh..." Rapunzel's eyes also filled with tears, as she comforted him. "If-if it makes you feel better, you'll always be the King in my eyes." Looking out the window, they saw everyone busily making preparations.
"Hey," Rapunzel said, lifting Eugene's face so their eyes met, "want to go for a walk?"
Eugene nodded weakly, still grieved that he wouldn't have a similar title to match his Rapunzel's.
Slipping away, they made their way to town. If the townspeople saw Eugene's sour disposition, they didn't mind. All they knew was he was the savior who returned Rapunzel to them, and they greeted him warmly. "Prince Consort Eugene!"
At first, their excitement only served to make him feel worse. But as they gushed on, expressing their certainty that Rapunzel would make a fine Queen, Eugene was suddenly inclined to agree with them. And, if need be, he'd be right there with her, offering any support and advice she might need during her reign.
When they returned, the soon-to-be former Queen came to meet them. "There's no time to lose," she said, taking Rapunzel by the arm and leading her along. "It's about to start!"
As he saw them leave, Eugene's face fell again. But they hadn't even left the room when the Queen stopped short. "Eugene?" Turning back, she returned. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah," he managed to whisper through new tears-though he wasn't sure whether they were because he was still so grieved about not being King or because he was so proud of his Rapunzel.
"I think I know what you need," the Queen said, smiling as she held her hand out. The group left, anxious to start the coronation.
The coronation couldn't have been more magnificent. Grand music played, everyone in Corona-dignitaries and commoners alike-were in attendance, and Rapunzel herself couldn't have looked more beautiful.
"And now, to crown your Queen and ours-Prince Consort Eugene Fitzherbert."
Someone stepped out, holding a crown more magnificent than anyone had ever seen. At the signal, Eugene stepped forward, took the crown, and gingerly placed it upon Rapunzel's head.
"Long live Queen Rapunzel! Long live Prince Consort Eugene!"
Waving with one hand, Rapunzel and Eugene found their other hands, letting their fingers intertwine. So what if he didn't actually hold the title of King? He was the king of Rapunzel's heart, as well as that of the former King and Queen and all of Corona itself-that was reason enough to just feel like one!