Once upon a time in a kingdom far far away, there was a king and a queen who ruled with an iron fist. King Van and queen Dante were feared by their people, their kingdom being a dark land. When Dante became pregnant with the heir, no one rejoiced. No one wanted their dynasty to continue, and prayed another royal member of the family would come to rescue their land.
When prince William was stillborn, king Van went into a depression, consuming himself with work, neglecting Dante and the kingdom. Queen Dante, having lost her child, only became more evil. She began to study the art of witchcraft in hopes of one day bringing her lost son back to life.
The king was seen with a young princess often after this. This princess, named Trisha, taught the king to love rather than hate, and that you didn't have to rule so harshly. The king spent almost all of his time with this princess, pushing his work off to be with her.
The queen Dante knew that it was only a matter of time before her king left her for this princess. Deciding to show who the real queen was, Dante prepared to cast a spell on the princess, forever condemning her to a childless and loveless life.
Before the queen could cast the spell, however, the king caught on, exiling Dante from the kingdom. After the king had sent Dante away, he had an official divorce prepared so that he could marry his new princess.
Van and Trisha were married, becoming the king and queen of their kingdom. Shortly after, Trisha became pregnant with their heir. The kingdom that had accepted their new king's personality and the new queen celebrated for an entire week upon hearing that this queen would be the mother of their heir.
Just when the queen was about to have her baby, she grew ill. She was running out of time, and in a haste, the whole kingdom went searching for a cure. Dante, from her hidden tower deep within the forest knew that this was her chance to make sure Trisha would never have her chance of happiness with the king.
While the kingdom was searching for the cure, Dante concocted a potion which would ensure the death of both the queen and her unborn child. Setting it up in a way that the people of the kingdom would find it, Dante hid away until her time came to retrieve her reward–being with the king forever.
The king's troops found the potion, which had formed into a stone. It glowed black, and they knew it was magical. They brought it back to the queen, and knowing it was their last resort, the queen swallowed the stone, hoping for the best.
The potion didn't work.
Instead, A baby boy, a prince, was born, with long raven hair and a birthmark shaped like a dragon on the back of his neck. Despite the oddities in his looks, the king and queen still loved their baby. They celebrated his birth by launching red and black fireworks into the sky. Everything was perfect in the kingdom, but only for that moment.
Upon hearing that the queen and her child had survived, Dante traveled to the palace to find out for herself. She disguised herself as an old woman using the witchcraft she was learning more about every day, having enough time to practice with being exiled.
Climbing up through the balcony of the king and queen's bedroom–formerly her and the king's bedroom–she quietly walked into the room to see a bassinet containing a sleeping infant near the bed. The potion hadn't worked, and she was determined to understand why.
"Atque utinam rex regina in miseriam meam vocem. Denique nunquam beati." Dante whispered the same words as when she created the potion. As she whispered this, the prince's black hair began to glow a crimson red, the former queen suddenly feeling rejuvenated and powerful. After this feeling, the hair started to dull and turned back to black.
"Atque utinam rex regina in miseriam meam vocem. Denique nunquam beati." Dante whispered once more. She waited for the hair to grow a crimson, grabbing a knife she kept in her boot and clipping some of the crimson red hair. She gasped, noticing the hair she had clipped turned blonde, losing it's power, as well as the rest of the strand she had clipped.
Dante looked at the king and queen's unmoving forms, a quick thought in her mind at how she had to have this. She had to keep this power away from anyone else. She had to have this baby.
Grabbing the infant who began screaming once she did, Dante climbed out through the balcony, seeing the now awakened Trisha and Van run from their bed to chase after her, but they were too late.
Dante was gone.
If you can't tell by now, this is totally based off of Tangled.