BEN'S POV

Ben has known love since he was a little boy. He had been loved by his parents from the moment he was born. He had been loved by his nanny and every single person that had walked through the palace. And he had been loved by the entire Auradon kingdom ever since he was chosen to be the King.

And of course, receiving so much love meant he knew how to give it back. He loved his parents, his friends and his country. He loved to swim and play tourney. He loved his bike and the freedom he felt riding it. And most importantly, he loved her. He loved them.

Mal had come to Auradon as a blank canvas of emotions. She only knew hate and disappointment. She only knew how to fight and plot and destroy. She thought love was weakness, because that's all her mother ever told her about it. But she had changed, and to know he had something to do with that made him happy. She had learned how to love, and she loved him as much as he loved her. She learnt to love Auradon and its people, despite all the mishaps along the way. She loved Evie, Jay and Carlos like the siblings she never had and she loved his parents as if they were hers.

He never thought he could love someone as much as he loved her. His world consisted on making his purple haired Queen the happiest woman on earth. But he was wrong. And he had never been so glad to be wrong in his life.

It had not been easy the first time. There were too many concerns hovering over his wife for her to enjoy it. She was scared of curses, genetics and abilities to enjoy her present then.

She had been afraid that Maleficent had placed a curse on her, despite being born on a magic-less island. She had been afraid of her half fairy genes not going well with his half beast genes. And most importantly, she had been afraid of her maternal skills, considering she never received love from her own mother.

Evie had told her she would learn just like she had and that it wouldn't be easy but she would love every second of it. Jane and Audrey had both told Mal stories about how incredible, and clumsy, yet loving both Carlos and Jay were with their own kids. Even his mom had tried to ease her worries by telling her how hard it had been to raise him.

She had been scared, but when little Princess Isabella Marie Eleanor Adams Moors had been placed on her arms, all her worries had vanished. She had a dark brown hair that would eventually turn into dirty blonde and green eyes to match her parents and she was perfect. All it took was for her to hold their daughter for the love to come pouring and all the negative thoughts to dissipate.

This time, four years later, she had been happier, excited. There were no worries, she had loved every single moment of the pregnancy, and while she swore it would be their last, he was sure he could convince her otherwise.

He smiled at the scene in front of him. Prince Henrik Benjamin Casimir Adams Moors wasn't even six hours old yet but he was the center of attention of his girls. He sat next to Mal, pulling their daughter in his lap as she stroked her new baby brother's soft dark purple hair. "He so tiny" she whispered, bending to kiss his forehead.

"He is, but he will grow eventually. Just like you did" he replied, smiling. He thought Mal would be upset about their son inheriting her unique hair color, she said it made her stand out more than she liked too, but instead she had been quite amused. Opposed to his sister, Henrik had made quite the scene when he arrived.

"He likes the attention. I don't think he'll mind the odd hair color" she said, giving him a teary laugh as she hugged the fussy baby that had just been placed on her chest.

He turned to look at Mal, whose eyes were fixed on their son, smiling softly.

"He has brown eyes. Hopefully this means they won't glow when he's angry" She smiled, turning the baby to him so he could see him. Isabella was basically a carbon copy of Mal, but her long wavy hair matched his hair color and she had his sweet personality, although every once in a while she would throw a tantrum, resulting in her eyes glowing a bright green. She showed no signs of magic yet, but Mal was sure it was just a matter of time.

"I guess he's more beast than fairy then?" he joked, laughing when Mal pinched his arm. But it was true; Belle swore that Henrik looked just like his dad, except for the hair color just like she swore Isabella would look just like Mal, saying she didn't look like him at all. She had been right, so he would go along with her for now.

"I love you" he said, wrapping his arms around his family "I love you all so much"

"Love you too, daddy" he smiled as his daughter looked up at him, his heart swelling with love and pride for his little Princess.

"We love you too." Mal smiled, holding the baby closer to him "Thank you, for showing me what love feels like"

"Did I mention that I love you?" he smirked, kissing her lightly.

AN: So… I gave the kids long(somewhat unique?)names because that's what Royals do right? Because we all totally know Prince William and Prince Harry's full names and titles and stuff… This was fluffy I know but it just came to me and I had to write it down. I don't reallt like fighting the muse when she visits. R/R and leave me OS ideas! They are more than welcome!