She had never known. Aurora had only eyes for the little prince, with his stupid blinding smile.
She had only known the love of her Godmother, and never even considered him. He who rocked her in the cradle, he who fed her when those useless pixies were not able to, he who had watched over her even before her birth; he who had slowly fallen for her purity and beauty, like oh so many will from now on, but before anyone else.
But Maleficent will not let him stay with her as he wishes, and so she will never know.