Various events brought our favorit royal couple togher long before the coronation. Not that they remember it anymore, but it's a story to be told anyway.
Chap 1
Mal has done something good. Which means she has done something bad. It was confusing. Really.
She had picked up apples the other day, which had fallen to the ground. Her mother had punished her for that. Over days she was locked in her room, barely getting food or water. And even the other kids started to pick on her. She wasn't evil enough. Not as the daughter of Maleficent.
Mal has run until her legs gave in and her lungs were burning. But they have chased her to the docks. To Uma's territory. They have caught her and stuffed her in an old wooden box. Thrown her into water. It was pure mercy. They could have thrown her without the box. Could have watched her drown for good.
„Such a weakling doesn't belong here!", they shouted.
Yet again, she did something she wasn't suppose to do: she prayed, hoped, wished. All at once. She prayed for this to just end. She hoped for an other, better live. She wished to be just loved.
She had fallen asleep. Exhausted from running and crying. Lulled in by the moving and noise of the waves. She didn't noticed how her little ship floated across the magic barrier. Further and further to the shores of Auradon.