"Once upon a time, long, long ago…well, more like 20 years ago. Allura married Shiro in front of 6,000 of their closest personal friends. Big cake.

Yeah, so instead of a honeymoon, Shiro united all of the kingdoms and got himself elected king of the United States of Altea. He rounded up all the villains and sidekicks, basically all the really interesting people, and he booted them off to the Isle of Daibazal with a magical barrier created by the fairy godmother Shay, to keep them there.

This is my hood.

No magic.

No wifi.

No way out. Or so I thought.

Hang on, you're about to meet us. But first, this happened."

Meanwhile, in the palace, a boy with tan skin, short brown hair and dark blue eyes stood on top of a wooden stand. He was dressed in a blue suit that accentuated with his blue eyes, with a white shirt underneath, and black shoes.

A man with ginger hair and a matching coloured mustache stood beside him with a measuring tape in his hands. This man was the tailor named Coran. The boy couldn't help but turn his head to the open windows. Staring intently outside.

"Sleeve," Coran said holding the boys' arm out straight to measure. "Head," next he measured his head. When he was done the boy turned his head back to the window.

Through the open doors, a woman and a man walked in. The woman had skin similar to her sons, white hair and sea blue eyes, her ears were tipped showing that she was an Altean. She was dressed in a floor-length blue dress with lighter blue sequins on the straps and belt. Her hair was tied in a bun with her crown on top of her head. White rhinestone teardrop earrings accented her ears, a crest necklace around her neck and a silver ring with a blue diamond around her finger.

This was Queen Allura of Altea.

The man had pale skin, black hair with white forelock and dark grey eyes. He had a scar across his nose to his cheeks. Unlike his wife Allura, he was human. He was dressed in black pants, a white blouse, a dark blue blazer with gold lining, and black shoes. A crown on his head that would be passed down to his son.

"How is it possible that you're going to be crowned king next month? You're still a baby!" Allura smiled and picked up the loose clothing her son had left lying around.

"Lance is turning 18 after all," Lance smiled.

"Hey Dad," Shiro smiled and walked over to where Allura was standing.

"18? That's a little young to be crown king," he glanced at his son with a smile "I didn't make a good decision until I was 29," Allura gave her husband a glare.

"You decided to marry me at 26". Shiro chuckled.

"well it was either you or the teapot," Lance laughed and his mother smacked his father's arm. Shiro chuckled.

"Kidding."

"Mom, Dad," he made a move to step off the box, but Coran stopped him.

"Ah! Nn-nnh" Lance rolled his eyes but stayed still.

"I've chosen my first official proclamation. I've decided that the children on the Isle of Daibazaal be given a chance to live here in Altea," Shiro and Allura turned to each other shocked.

"What?" Allura asked with wide eyes.

"Every time I look out to the island, I feel like they've been abandoned," Shiro turned back to Lance frustration swirling in his eyes.

"The children of our enemies. Living amongst us?" Lance nodded and stepped down towards his parents.

"Well only a few at first, only the ones who need the most help," he smiled "I've already chosen them," Shiro raised an eyebrow crossing his arms

"Have you now? Allura placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I gave you a second chance," she turned towards Lance.

"Who are their parents?" Lance smiled sheepishly.

"Sendak… Trugg… Ladnock…" with each name his parents nodded.

"Anyone else?" Shiro asked eyeing his son, Lance nodded

"There's one more" Allura gave a small smile folding the jacket in her hands.

"Who?"

"Haggar," Allura's eyes widened dropping the jacket in shock. Coran gasped and headed out of the room quickly the guards at the door closing the doors behind him.

"Haggar! She is the worst villain in the land!" Shiro yelled which made Lance wince.

"Dad just hear me out.." Shiro shook his head.

"No I won't hear of it," He walked towards the window glaring slightly at Lance. "They are guilty of unspeakable crimes," Lance glared back challenging Shiro.

"Their children are innocent," his gaze softened. "Don't you think they deserve a shot at having a chance at a normal life?" Allura smiled at her son, giving her husband a look. Shiro sighed with a nod.

"Yes I suppose their children are innocent," Allura smiled and wrapped her arm around Shiro's, turning to Lance.

"Well done sweetheart," she turned to Shiro. "Shall we?"

The couple headed out of the room closing the doors behind them. Lance sighed and stared out the window with a view to the Isle. He glanced nervously at the ring around his finger, hoping his father took in his consideration.

Told y'all I'd be working on this fic.

I'm basically used to my school schedule now so I can get back to posting stories once again. So yay! I excited to be working on this AU once again and I hope you are as well. This chapter is a little shorter than the ones in my other stories but the others will be longer. Enjoy ;)

~Alchemygirl8