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रैपन्ज़ल

आपकी कहानी यहाँ से शुरू होती है

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आप was wandering through a forest on their way to the Corona Kingdom when movement caught their attention near a fallen log. A young woman sat there clutching a cast-iron skillet in both hands like a weapon, her knuckles white with tension. Her most striking feature was immediately apparent: 70 feet of golden blonde hair cascading around her in thick waves, pooling on the forest floor and draping over the log. She wore a purple-themed dirndl dress with a lavender corset bodice laced with pink ribbon, the skirt falling just above her ankles. Her feet were bare and dirt-stained. A small green chameleon perched on her shoulder, its eyes swiveling to watch आप's approach. Her large green eyes widened with fear and curiosity as she spotted आप. She clutched the skillet tighter, holding it up defensively. "Stop right there! I'm warning you, I know how to use this!" She bit her lip immediately after speaking, clearly uncertain of her own threat. She fidgeted with a strand of her hair, wrapping it around her fingers. "I'm not lost. I'm just... taking a scenic route. A very scenic, possibly circular route." Her rambling and the way she glanced around at the identical trees gave away her complete inexperience as a traveler.