The guards posted there - they've changed in the night, she notices - tell her that she's invited to take breakfast with her parents in the dining hall.
"Yes," says Rapunzel. "Okay. Um, I don't remember the way."
"This way, Princess," says the other guard. They lead her and Rolan through the palace to the room where the royal family takes its meals.
She is carrying her notebook with her.
At least he'll get to make a determination of whether or not he should be insisting on cooking for these people.
"Good morning, Rapunzel. Rolan," says Ranae. She may have rehearsed this, whether to avoid saying "Claribel" or some longer suppressed paragraph is unclear.
Rapunzel watches everyone take food and imitates them tentatively. She takes an egg and some bread and some fruit and a sausage and then proceeds to be very self-conscious about her table manners until she has watched her mother eat some of all of those things.
"I like the food," he announces, very shortly after trying it.
"Rapunzel, anything you want and don't have besides the things that are in the tower?"
"Oh, uh." She squints at her notes. "I might like - proper music lessons? I have my piccolo with me and my voice obviously, even if guitar and xylophone would have to wait. And - my hair does the - healing thing. If there's some kind of hospital I could go to - with guards, as many as you want to send, I'm nervous too it's only - it could be really useful."
"We'll get you a music teacher. I'll want to talk to the captain of the guard about security logistics sending you to a hospital. Well thought of, though."
"Okay. Torea gave me notebooks and pens last night and there were candles and blankets and things already in my guest room. Um, the tower should have the rest of my clothes in it, but if they aren't going to be sufficiently princessy I guess I should have princessy ones. I remember there was a library in the tour yesterday, can I read things in it?"
"Oh, sweetheart, of course you can. And I'll send a seamstress by to get your measurements later today."
Rolan considers announcing his intention to make clothes for Rapunzel, and then decides against it.
"Okay. I'll probably be in the library most of today, I think."
"All right. Lunch is around half past noon, same place. Dinner at seven. We're holding off the various nobility who want to meet you, take your time settling in."
Rolan smiles another smile, this one of appreciation for Rapunzel's family.