Rapunzel tried to help the prince up.
"Ahh," he cried.
The prince could not stand.
"You must go for help," he said.
"I cannot leave you here," Rapunzel said.
"Your servant will look for you, right?"
The prince nodded weakly.
Prickle was still fluttering above the ditch.
"Prickle!" she said.
"Can you find the prince's servant?"
Prickle flew off.
Rapunzel's heart sank when Prickle finally returned.
Prickle was all alone.
Rapunzel began to cry.
"Don't cry," the prince whispered.
"Please sing for me one last time."
Suddenly an idea came to her.
Would it work?
She reached into her bag for her echo potion.
She dripped drops in her mouth and began to sing.
Her voice drifted up from the ditch.
It echoed through the forest.
"Beautiful . . . ," the prince whispered.
"Please don't die," Rapunzel begged.
Suddenly Rapunzel saw a carriage appear.
The prince's servant peered into the ditch.
"I followed the song and found you!" he cried.
"Hurry! The prince is dying!" Rapunzel cried.
"We must get him to a doctor!"
Days went by, but the prince did not wake up.
Rapunzel stayed by his side at the palace.
She sang to him every day.
Finally, one morning, his eyes opened.
"My prince!" Rapunzel said.
He smiled. "My darling Rapunzel."
A few days later, the prince was better.
Rapunzel and the prince went to a small farm.
"Mama, Papa!" she cried.
"Rapunzel!" Mama and Papa shouted.
She hugged her parents. "I'm going to marry the prince!"
The prince hurried over to meet them.
"You must come live with us at the palace."
Rapunzel smiled. "We will all live happily ever after!"
And they did.