Note: LBCNLBCN is a scene/character pov change. This story is in the process of being edited and will be cross-posted on sites like Wattpad and Quotev.

A figure hidden in the dark had a red cape over her. Something to keep her identity safe. All that showed was her tan skin hands at her side...

"Once upon a time, long, long ago..." her voice soft. "Well, more like twenty years ago, Leah married her beast in front of 6,000 of their closet friends and family. Even live." she took a deep breath before continuing."Yeah, so instead of a honeymoon, Beast united all of the kingdoms and got himself elected of King of the United States of Auradon."

"He rounded up all the villains, and sidekicks, basically all of the really interesting people and he booted them off to the Isle of the Lost. With a magical barrier to keep them there." She opened a window to reveal some light in her darkened room. The figure looking out of the window.

"This is my hood." Where she lived at the moment, it wasn't the best for luxury. But at least somewhat of the style that they had here. Torn buildings and darkened colors. No bright colors really."No magic. No WiFi. No. Way. Out. Or so I thought. Hang on. You're about to meet us. But first, this happened."

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A blonde-haired boy with gorgeous green eyes kept his attention out to the Isle of the Lost. Currently, he was wearing a white suit with black pants. His shirt underneath his suit was black. Green and yellow stripes on it for a little more style. As for his feet, black fancy shoes. His pale ran like skin shined from the light of the open window.

The prince was in his room. Bookcases lined most of the wall. He wasn't much of a reader. A giant window in view of The Isle and a grand piano that sat near the entrance of his room. The walls of his room were green and blue. as well as black. His bedroom was in a different section of his room.

He was standing tall for his tailor to make accurate measurements for another suit.

His tailor was rather old and very talented. He was wearing a suit himself, but it was brown. He had a tie of the color red and brown fancy shoes.

"Sleeve." his tailor said out loud. He was using a measuring tape. And he noticed that the prince was barely paying attention. So he gently pushed his cheek to face ahead. "Head." he measured his head next.

The tailor then sat down and took some notes and sketched as his parents entered his room.

Beast who was also known as Gabriel, walked in happily.

"How is it possible that you'll be crowned king next month?" As king, he was of course wearing a crown. A circular crown that sat atop his head. He was wearing glasses of thin lenses. His gray eyes looked to him.

But his clothes were somewhat similar to his son's. A completely white suit closed. He had a red and shirt underneath that was barely noticeable. Black dress shoes.

He linked arms with his queen.

Queen Leah smiled. Her golden hair which her son got from her. And her green eyes. But slightly darker than his. Her skin was darker than his too.

She was wearing a light blue dress that ended at her feet. Blue slippers with white pearls put into them. Her hair was up in a bun as her crown, was put firmly into her hair.

Both crowns had similar jewels and crystals. And both of gold.

"You're just a baby," Beast said. It had only felt like yesterday that their son was just born."

"He's turning 16, dear," Emilie said happily too. She had un-clinged from Beast and put a bracelet from her wrist down.

"16? That's far too young to be crowned king."

Emilie joined his side.

"I didn't make a good decision until I was at least 42."

His wife scoffed, catching his attention. Beast looked down at her. Their son watching them.

"You decided to marry me at the age of 28."

"It was either you or my past assistant."

Emilie glared at him.

Their son chuckled.

"Kidding, kidding."

Both king and queen bringing their attention back to their only son.

He took a deep breath.

"Mom, Dad, I've chosen my first-ever proclamation."

His parents looked at each other before looking back at him.

"I've decided that the children of the Isle of the Lost should be given a chance. To live here in Auradon."

They looked at him as if they were crazy.

"Continue on Adrien." His father said rather coldly.

Prince Adrien made his way to the window of his bedroom.

"Every time I look out to the island, I feel like they have been abandoned." his back turned to them.

"The children of our sworn enemies living among us?"

Adrien turned to them. He was serious.

"We start out with a few first. The ones that need our help the most.

Emilie smiled. Her son had a kind heart and that was one of the reasons why she was so proud of him. She nodded.

"I've already chosen them."

"Have you?" Gabriel asked. He took one step towards him.

Emilie looks to Gabriel. "I gave you a second chance."

Gabriel stepped back and looked down at his wife. "Who are their parents?"

Adrien took another deep breath. He was doing this. He was really doing this.

"Animan. Stoneheart. Volpina."

His parents knew that there was one more person.

"And Miss Fortune."

His tailor gasped as he dropped his notes.

Gabriel's voice raised. "Miss Fortune?!"

Leah didn't say anything as she looked to him and to Adrien.

"She is the worst villain in the land!"

Calmly, Adrien wanted him to hear him out. "Father. Hear me out here."

Beast raised a hand. "I won't hear of it."

The tailor bowed quickly and left the room as the guards closed the doors.

"They are guilty of unspeakable crimes."

"Father. Their children are innocent." Adrien argued back at him. "Don't you think that they deserve a second shot at a normal life? Father. Please." He had tried at least and was hoping that this could work out.

Beast looked down and looked to Leah for some answers.

Emilie nodded.

He brought his attention back to his son. His voice was now calmer.

"I suppose that the children are innocent." Beast turned around.

Leah smiled warmly to Adrien before leaving off with Gabriel.

The king and queen leaving Adrien alone.

And Adrien hoping for the best of their arrival and what the outcome would be with the change of this. He looked towards the Isle of the Lost again before taking another deep breath.