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I guess this is more quicker than the last chapter. Enjoy!

Diaval's P.O.V

After many days waiting for her to appear, I finally flew over the cornfields to find some decent enough food for a shape-shifter. I disgusted in eating worms even in my raven form. It was warm, but it never warmed my heart. No corn could satiate my curiosity and worry over my mal… ugh, Maleficent. I was so up to my thoughts that I never saw the upcoming danger, sharp white teeth and a net. IRON.

Raw pain flooded me, along with hot stinky breath of the foul creature blocking my airway, thus avoiding my shifting. Of course, the pole or whatever the thing that man took to beating me did not help in my condition. I cawed, clinging into the faintest hope that I would be saved somehow.

Then I felt it, despite the pain, the warmth of golden, pure magic engulfing me and bathing me fully, my whole body worshipping to its command. I shifted, thus in a way, it was rushed but I comprehended its power as it even succeeded its task to change me, even beneath the net of iron.

I threw it away as I stood a man now, filthy, naked, and scarred and I must admit, a fool. A magical being who was even unable to secure himself from danger. I eyed my rescuer, only to thrown aback by surprise, almost, as I was standing right before the one Longed to see, Maleficent.

I almost opened my mouth to speak, but shut it out for I saw it, the change, the darkness I sensed when I entered the Moors couple of days ago. I thought it was wise not to introduce myself, for I sensed the pain beneath her calm, poised façade. Instead what I said was, "what have you done to my beautiful self"? Just in the second it leaved my mouth, I slapped myself for my idiocy. Fine, now she will think you as a fool.

She raised her perfect eyebrow and the instant reply was, "would I rather let them to beat you to death?'

I looked at my bare back, to gain few moments to think a reply to avoid revealing my true self by the answer I give. "I'm not certain"

"Stop, complaining," she emphasized the fact, "I saved your life".

"Forgive Me," I muttered, recalling the life I spent, remembering the way they treated for mistakes. She eyed me a good long moment with the piercing gaze of those Emerald-golden eyes, before asking, "What do I call you?"

"Diaval" I exclaimed in a manner of an over exited idiot, hoping that she will not catch the familiarity. She looked shaken for a fraction of a second, soon the mask of indifference settled over her fair features. To avoid further recognition, I offered myself to be her servant. "and in return to save my life I am your servant".

She looked suspicious, for a reason I did not know. "Whatever you need," I mutter off, bowing my head, an old habit that I was trained in the slave camp; I was a slave against my will, now I am a slave, according to my will. How ironical. She looked me in the eye and said, "Wings. I need you to be my wings"

I narrowed my gaze in puzzlement. She had wings, most magnificent of wings, but why she is asking me to be her wings. I had lot of questions that I could not ask, nor from her. I saw the staff she heavily relied on, and her back was air, her wings had gone. And even a child could set the pieces of the puzzle. Someone or something had taken her wings away. I did not say aloud what I realized, only followed her out of the cornfield, as with a flick of her slender fingers, I was cleaned and dressed. Then with another flick, I was a raven, flying off to the grim town that I passed few days before, on her orders. I cawed in relief knowing that my cover as an ordinary raven isn't blown up.

Next chapter would be completely in Maleficent's P.O.V, over past and present situations in the plotline.