Chapter 2
It was finally Aurora's 18th Birthday and so was her wedding. After all, Aurora had reasoned with her agitated council members, that they could save so much work if they held one instead of 2 celebration. And they only grudgingly agreed when she promised that this most important celebration in the century was to be the grandest ever to be held.
And grand it was. Lords and Ladies from lands far and wide flowed into the castles adorned with pieces of clothing and jewelry so intricate one cannot help but stare with mouth agape. The castle decorated with glass and crystals ornaments and filled with all manner of pastries and treats by the finest chefs.
Maleficent arrived in all this bustle with a rather large entourage of faeries of all shaped and sizes. They flew around and wondered at the castle and it's beautifully dressed inhabitants.
It's Maleficent. Stay away. Sorceress. Evil witch. Kingslayer. Maleficent tried her best to ignore the whispers that the winds brought to her ears as she headed for the Queen's the wide oak doors, Maleficent entered the chambers only to be greeted by a shocked Aurora. "Godmother? Is that you? I haven't seen you in months! I…you…wow." Aurora stood with her mouth agape for a full minute staring intently at the dress Maleficent donned.
Maleficent was indeed breathtaking. Her horns donned dangling embers and sapphires that seem to cast a beautiful glow about her. Her hair flowed around her shoulders with flowers coloured deep violet and lilac weaved into it. The plunging v-neck line of the dark purple dress she wore exposed her shoulders where a piece of iridescent diamond hung loosely seemingly changing into a myriad of colours mirroring Maleficent's eyes. The dress itself shimmered as with each step she took and seemed to flow and lick around her like the flames of a fire, only that they were purple instead of orange.
Standing still, Maleficent stared at Aurora's awestruck face with much amusement. After what seemed like ages, Aurora gained her composure and voiced out, "Godmother, you look beautiful tonight!"
"Are you trying to imply that I am usually not so?" Maleficent answered jokingly.
"Oh godmother, of course you know that I don't mean that! It's just that I'm… I'm…a little…" Aurora strode embracing her godmother.
"Extremely nervous?" Maleficent smirked, challenging Aurora to correct her.
Aurora slumped her shoulders in defeat. "Well…maybe just a little….nervous…"
Maleficent raised one eyebrow. "Alright… maybe not that little", Aurora added with a sigh.
Sitting both of them down at the bed, Maleficent held Aurora on her shoulders and attempted to calm her. "Dear child, what is there to be nervous about? Godmother will always be here. And it is your day after all, you should relax and enjoy youself."
As if on a cue, the wide oak doors swung open and an attendant rushed in and bowed respectfully. "Your majesty, your presence is required. The ceremony is about to start."
"Rise, I will make sure that the Queen is escorted to the great hall." Maleficent dismissed the attendant and helped Aurora to her feet. "You will be just fine with that lovely smile of yours, let us not keep your guests waiting."
Aurora did not and could not reply for her throat was dry. She was terribly nervous, but put on the widest and most charming smile she could for it was her day indeed and she was determined to enjoy it.
Maleficent stood in a small balcony of the great hall overlooking Moors in a distance. The wedding ceremony was finally over to give way to the ball that would last for hours into the night. It was a beautiful night, with a clear sky studded with bright stars which illuminated the human land and the moors.
A drink was suddenly placed in her scope of vision, giving her a shock. "Diaval! What are you doing?" Maleficent demanded Diaval who was now grinning from ear to ear.
"Well you seemed to be quite lonely here, excluded from the greatest ball of the century. So I would like to request for my mistresses' hand for a dance." Diaval grinned, putting down the drinks in his hands and mimicking a bow he had seen many do in a ball.
Maleficent was horrified at that idea. "Dance, you want me. To dance. With you. That must be the worst idea I've heard in a century Diaval. And I am merely Maleficent, no longer your mistress, you seem to be forgetful."
Diaval was determined not to give up this chance in a lifetime to be able to take to the dance floor with Maleficent. Even more so as she looks gorgeous today, Diaval could not stop himself from thinking about how her eyes shone, her dress hugged her curves and yet still flowed gracefully around her, she is beautiful. Gathering up all the courage he never knew he had, he took Maleficent's hands, ready to drag her to back into the great hall.
Maleficent froze. The last time any man ever had held her hands it was 18 years ago. Her heart clenched as memories came flooding back. His hands, his lips, his kiss. Followed by pain, anger and hatred.
She violently tugged her hand back and took flight leaving a very shocked Diaval on the balcony.
She did not know where she was going, she did not know where she wanted to go, she just wanted to hide.
Eventually she returned to the castle when she was sure that most of the inhabitants have taken to their beds. Landing on at the same balcony of the great hall, she was surprised to see Aurora who proceeded to bestow her a tight embrace. "Godmother where have you been? I was so worried! I mean you just left and Diaval is still searching for you!"
"I… I just need some rest sweet Aurora, I will be fine on the morrow." Maleficent felt drained. She knew that what she did must have hurt Diaval badly but she could not stop herself for the man who had once promised her love had left a hole in her heart. She was not to love again, was she?
Thank you for surviving this chapter here's some love 3 Really sorry for such a sappy chapter. Really hated to post this but I needed the continuation to my chapter 3 and 4 3 DO LEAVE REVIEWS! 333
