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“You know that goblins are horrible creatures, Mom.” Evie hid her face. She didn’t know what to say. To be honest, she didn’t even know what she thought. It had been a strange few days.
Not entirely bad, but strange.
The Evil Queen sighed. “You forgot to reapply blush again. Oh dear, sometimes, you’re such a disappointment.”
Mal sat out on the balcony, hearing the sounds of laughter and mayhem from down below. Then, a shout.
“Mal!” Jay called. “Come down!”
She ran downstairs. “What’s up?”
“Oh nothing, just trying to get away from our parents and disappointing them again,” said Carlos.
“You too, huh?” asked Mal. She turned to Jay and Evie. “And you?”
The three of them nodded.
“Come on, let’s go to the market,” said Evie. “I need a new scarf.”
“I can get you one,” said Jay, waggling his eyebrows. “Oh, and Evie—here you go,” he said. “I believe this might be yours.”
“My necklace!” said Evie, putting the poison-heart charm around her neck once more, with a smile. “Thanks, Jay.”
“I found it.”
> “In his pocket,” said Mal, but even she was grinning.
With a whoop, the four descendants of the world’s greatest villains ran through the crowded streets of the Isle of the Lost, causing havoc, stealing and plundering together while the citizens of the island ran the other way. They were truly rotten to the core.
Even Mal started to feel better.
And in fact, as they laughed and sang, Mal wondered if this was what happiness was like.
Because even though the four of them weren’t quite friends yet, they were the closest things they had to it.
“You will join
me for dinner.…
That’s not a
request!”
—Beast, Beauty
and the Beast
While the band of four villain kids was causing havoc in the streets of the Isle of the Lost, Prince Ben was looking out the window from his high vantage point in Beast Castle, lost in a few thoughts of his own.
It was true that Grumpy the Dwarf had told him he’d make a good king, but privately, Ben wondered if he was right.
More to the point, he wondered if becoming a good king was even something he cared about at all.
Did it matter? What he cared about? What he wanted?
Trapped, Ben thought, staring out over the vast expanse of the kingdom. That’s what I am.
He looked up at the sky, as if it held the answers. The blue wash was bright and clear as usual, and he could see all the way to the distant horizon, where Auradon itself dissolved into nothing but misty shoreline and azure water.
