By the time Phillip was 3 years old Queen Leah had found a suitable husband and king for herself. She had only one child, a girl named Aurora. Many thought the two royal children were betrothed, but in truth they were not. Neither couple really liked the idea, though it would do a great deal to stabilize relations between the kingdom and the Moors. In fact the rumor itself had done a great deal toward that end.
The fact was: the kingdom would never except a ruler who possessed magic. And if when Phillip grew-up he happened to fall in love with a mortal, he would need to give that person magic. No fairy can live without their mate. And to put their son in such a position was completely unacceptable to Diaval and Maleficent.
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Queen Leah was happy, after so many years in a bad marriage she'd been reluctant to seek a husband. Robert had changed her mind, he was everything Stephen was not. Speaking of Stephen he had finally managed to jump from his tower a year before.
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Maleficent had cried for Stephen, not for the twisted man who had taken her wings, but for the boy she'd been friends with. Diaval held her all night as she cried, he understood, though the fact that she still cared about the evil creature who'd stolen her wings didn't exactly thrill him. But she was hurting, and he knew that the heart is rarely a sensible thing.
She knew she would not forget Stephen, but she would not dwell on the hurt he'd dealt her. Rather she would remember him as he was when they were children, when they were friends.