AN: So, I combined chapters seven and eight to make one big chapter. I fell like my chapters are really short and I was gonna post them together anyway, so I figured it was better this way. Sorry if the transition is a little bumpy, I added it in later. I think I've finally realized why I love this couple so much. Mostly it's because I love Diaval as a character, because I feel like he'd be so cute and romantic but like not in a super passionate way, more in a sweet way...like, he has passion, but...you know what I mean! I also am expecting some reviews. Give me some ideas of what you'd like to see happen! I have a bunch of information filed under "cute lovey fantasies that will never happen to you" but a lot of them are cheesy and...y'all know what I'm saying. Review!
Ps: I wrote this on my phone so I apologize for the formatting.
"Godmother!" Aurora exclaimed.
"What...why...?' Maleficent looked more shocked than angry. That was a good sign.
Aurora explained what had happened, including the problems with Phillip.
"Godmother, you don't have to worry. I'm happy with Diaval," she finished.
Maleficent tried to smile, but she was obviously stressed by this new development.
"Beastie...I'm just not sure about this. Are you sure that you want to marry him? He's...a BIRD. He's never loved a soul before. How can you be sure that he loves you?
"I guess you'll just have to take my word for it," I spoke up. "We love each other, and we are getting married. You don't have to worry about her, Mistress."
Maleficent sighed. "You're a good man, Diaval. But I don't think I'll ever fully trust anyone with my Aurora."
I tensed. Maleficent's opinion mattered greatly to Aurora. Without her approval, would she still want to get married?
"...however, if I have to pick SOMEONE, I suppose you're the best man for the job," my mistress said.
Aurora threw her arms around Maleficent's neck.
"Raven, you mean, Godmother. He's the best raven for the job," she said, giggling.
I grinned. "I'm the best ANYTHING for the job, I believe," I said, pretending to be offended.
Aurora suddenly stopped giggling.
"Yes, you are," she said tenderly, before kissing me softly.
"Oh, my," Maleficent grimaced. "That's going to take some getting used to. Come visit me in the moors later," she said, before quickly exiting.
"I think we scared her away," I laughed.
"Young love is a scary thing...especially compared to war, death, and betrayal," she said, giggling at the fairy's cowardly exit.
We were both filled with relief-perhaps we'd have a happy ending after all!
We lay there for another long while, laughing until our sides ached.
Later, we went to the moors. Maleficent wasn't around, but we stayed for a while.
Aurora danced among the trees, her hair shining in the mystical light of the moors. I sat nearby, watching her.
It was odd….so much had changed about our relationship, and at the same time, nothing had changed at all. I was still watching her, still protecting her.
She walked toward me and lay down in the grass, resting her head on my outstretched legs. I absentmindedly stroked her hair, completely at ease.
"Diaval…what is it like to fly?" she asked, watching the sky.
"It's indescribable. Would you…like me to show you?" I questioned. She nodded happily.
I quickly transformed into a winged horse-a Pegasus, if you will.
She gasped happily and sat on my back. Leaning down, she tucked her head close to mine.
I flew up, higher than the clouds, to the areas that only Maleficent and I could reach. Aurora stretched her arms out, touching the clouds, catching mist in her fingers.
Eventually, we reached an area that I often visited, and flew down to a tree.
A long while ago, I had built a wooden platform into the upper branches, so that I could stay here without balancing on the skinny wooden limbs. I often used to sleep here.
There is a small area where I slept, a mess of blankets, pillows, and feathers. I also have some food stored, and a few other things.
We stay for awhile, talking, laughing.
"Aurora, we must go back. I have business with Maleficent," I say eventually.
Her face falls. "Couldn't I stay here? You can come get me when you're done," she said hopefully.
It wasn't a bad idea. No one could hurt her at such a height, so I agreed.
With a kiss and a twirl of feathers, I was gone.
Some time later, I returned to her. It was dark outside, and I wasn't shocked to find her sleeping.
She lay on top of the blankets, a few miscellaneous raven feathers stuck in her hair.
It was probably one of the most charming sights I had ever seen.
She couldn't stay up here, though. There were people in the palace who would worry if she didn't return.
I shook her gently, and her eyes opened quickly. Unlike the other times, when she had been slow to awaken, she was alert in seconds.
"Diaval!" she exclaimed, hugging me. "You didn't come back for the longest time, and I started to get worried...I guess I fell asleep," she said.
"I missed you, too," I said, chuckling at her enthusiasm.
"I guess we have to go back to the palace?" she said regretfully.
"Yes, we do. But I can bring you back here whenever you like," I assured her.
Shifting quickly, I flew her back to the palace.