Takes place just weeks after the coronation in the movie. Really short as it came from a burst of inspiration. Enjoy :D
Maleficent sat on a sturdy branch of the ember tree looking into the horizon. Rays of light cracked into the sky as the sun climbed lazily up the cliff. The breathtaking sunrise brought a smile to her face. Unbeknownst to her, Diaval was perched on a branch not meters behind her. He was too grinning but for a completely dissimilar reason.
Her golden brown hair flowed around her as the dew-filled breeze blew at her, ruffling her feathers and causing her wings to twitch at their edges. Her coat hung closely to her as a sudden strong gust of wind blew, showing the perfect curves that hid underneath. With the gods of the wind in his favour, the sweet and slightly spicy scent of yewlith flowers filled his nostrils. He took it all in, relishing every gust of it for it was her scent and it smelled like home.
She is home. To Diaval Maleficent was everything he wanted and needed. Wherever she went, he would follow.
As she stood and unfurled her majestic bronze coloured wings, Diaval spread his black raven wings. Wherever she went.
It's my first time writing a one-shot so do pardon me if it doesn't seem right. Do leave reviews on how I can improve! :D
P.S. I might write more :F