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smiled at him warmly, held his hand, and spoke to him kindly. So this is why people like girls , Gustav thought.
    Overtaken by feelings that were entirely new to him, Gustav opened up. He complained about his brothers, and, to his surprise, Rapunzel listened. Gustav was in heaven. He yammered on for hours, until Rapunzel realized the sun was going down. The witch would be returning soon, she said, and she begged Gustav to go for help.

    Fig. 6 Lady RAPUNZEL
    Gustav climbed back down Rapunzel’s hair, hopped on his horse, and took off in the direction of the royal castle. But he stopped just a mile or so away from the witch’s tower. There was no way he was going to round up his brothers to come and help him. They would take all the credit and probably even steal Rapunzel’s attention away from him. No, this was going to be his rescue, his heroic deed.
    Under the darkening sky, he turned around and rode back to the tower. Rapunzel let down her hair for him but was confused to see Gustav reenter her prison room alone.
    “Where are the others?” she asked.
    “I need no others,” Gustav said with total confidence. “I will rescue you myself.”
    “Did you get a ladder?” she asked hopefully.
    “No,” he said, suddenly sounding less sure of himself.
    “How are we going to get out then?”
    Gustav had no plan, so he said nothing. He just peeked around in the corners of the room, pretending he was looking for something.
    Moments later, a scratchy voice called from outside, “Rapunzel, let down your hair.”
    “It’s Zaubera,” Rapunzel whispered. “Quick, you must hide.”
    “I hide from no one,” Gustav said. “Let her up. When she steps into the room, I will kill the witch.”
    “But—”
    “Just do it,” Gustav insisted.
    Rapunzel let down her hair.
    When Lyrical Leif later chronicled the event in his song about Rapunzel, Prince Charming’s “battle” with the witch went on for three lengthy verses. In reality, it was over in less than three seconds. As soon as the witch stepped over the windowsill, Gustav leapt at her. The evil old woman caught him and, with superhuman strength, hurled him from the tower. Done and done.
    Gustav’s landing was particularly nasty. He came down face-first into a painfully prickly briar patch. So painful, in fact, that the thorns scratched his eyes and blinded him. He spent the next several days stumbling through the forest, feeling his way from tree to tree. It was pitiful. After nearly a week, he collapsed from hunger.
    Rapunzel, in the meantime, managed to get free (though how she pulled off that feat was a mystery to everyone but her and the witch). She searched the woods for Gustav, and eventually found him sightless and starving. Rapunzel cradled him in her arms and wept. And here’s the really amazing part: As soon as her tears hit Gustav’s eyes, his vision was restored.
    Once the story got out—and boy, did the minstrels get a lot of requests for this one—Gustav’s brothers treated him worse than ever. He couldn’t show his face in the castle without hearing mocking calls like, “Look out, Prince Charming, I think I see a scary shrub! Don’t worry, we’ll call Cousin Helga to come save you!”
    Gustav considered this the lowest point of his life. He’d become famous for being a failure. He’d never been much of a people person to begin with, and this only made things worse.
    One day, after being jeered by a group of shepherds (according to Gustav, the sheep were laughing, too), the big prince retreated into the forest, climbed a tall tree, and sat among its highest branches, hoping to avoid human contact. Rapunzel found him anyway.
    “Come down,” she called. “Come back home with me.”
    “Go away,” Gustav said. “Can’t you see I’m in a tree?”
    “I see how the words of others hurt you,” Rapunzel said. “But you’ll hear no harsh words from me.”
    “Oh, that’s right—you’re Little Miss Perfect,” Gustav grumbled from up