Dear Mama,

Keep an open eye on the skies during Coronation Day. I believe Mal has something planned and I know the demon children from DunBroch had been trying to brainwash the headmistress's daughter. Something big will happen that day. I will be getting my hand on that wand if no one else disturbs the barrier. I have faith the dirty work will be taken care of for me.

I plan on making my first appearance as a royal a very extravagant one. It will be glorious. Aunt Anna will be there for my own personal, impromptu coronation. I will receive her blessing and all.

Evie's shop is off the off the ground and slowly collecting customers. She's doing just fine. They are staying in one of the larger apartments in the servant's quarters of the castle until they can afford an apartment. Maverick is starting the potions side of the shop. Evie will be taking over in her spare time after the baby is born. It's for her own safety. They are having another baby. You can tell Grimhilde. I think she would like to hear.

We are a mere few days from going home, Mama. I can feel it. There are ships looming on the horizon. They will take the villains off the Isle, either to be resentenced or to go home as they please. If they are under our protection or are a part of my generation of villains they will immediately go to their relatives outside the Isle and Auradon, or off to live their own lives if they are above sixteen.

It is happening, Mama. I can feel it.

Love,

Your Son,

Crown Prince Gillian of Arendelle.

Coronation Day had arrived in Auradon. The entire kingdom was buzzing with excitement on this wondrous occasion. The entire kingdom could sense this day would go down in history. Prince Ben would become king and be even kinder and more loving than his father and mother before him. A new young king for a young nation of states. It would be the start of a brighter era for Auradon.

Ben stood proudly in front of the mirror in his childhood bedroom. He was in his royal suit and would be wearing a cloak soon. He wore his father's shade of royal blue and his mother's favorite shade of yellow. He felt proud to be wearing them, as he was proud to be their child, and to accept the responsibility for the nation. He would keep his promises, and he would make their kingdom one great nation.

Ben had plans that were untainted by others on his father's council. He would be removing as many children from the Isle as he could. They did not deserve the hand they had been dealt, and he could see the struggles the kids he had already brought over had been through. Ben believed the best thing that had ever happened to him was when he had been held hostage by the pirates. They opened his eyes. They didn't know how to get off the Isle, so they bribed and blackmailed him, so they could get off. His father allowed it reluctantly and had put all these regulations on these kids. If Ben had his way, he would have let them discover Auradon for themselves. The children of the Isle had been put through was too much in the first place and had been brainwashed from the moment they were born. Ben truly wanted them to see there was good in the world, and his father had not allowed that.

He only could hope things on the Isle were a bit better than it seemed. Ben would be getting the names of every person on the Isle, and make sure there were no wrongly imprisoned people on the Isle. The news of a secret war and knowing Queen Elsa went missing seventeen years ago was hard enough to stomach. Ben hoped and prayed his father had nothing to do with it. None the less, he wanted to know what else had been kept a secret from him, and if he could even atone for his father's mistakes.

"Oh, my sweet child, how grown up you look," his mother gushed as she entered his room. She embraced her son. "Ben, I am so proud of you and all you have done so far. The things you have accomplished with the Isle alone speaks for how great of a king you will be."

"Do you really think so, Mom?" Ben asked. His eyes shined brightly at her praise, it told her how insecure he was about becoming king.

"I know so, sweetheart. I think you will be a magnificent king. Even greater than your father ever was," Belle sighed. "You have much to fix, and to build upon. I know you can do it."

Ben stared at his mother for a moment. The depth of her statement hit him.

"So, what the transfer kids said was true wasn't it? About the war? And the kids from the Isle weren't lying either?" Ben asked. Belle did not answer, but her silence was enough for her son. It spoke many words. It was too dangerous to say anything against his father out loud. Ben and Belle would be blacklisted if he knew Ben did not agree with many of his practices.

"You will make a great King, Ben. I have always known it. You will make me and this Kingdom proud." She kissed his forehead and left the room. Their conversation only proved some of the dark things Ben had become suspicious about in his country. He only hoped he could become the one to fix it.

Despite wearing the heavy winter cloak everywhere during most seasons on the Isle, Gil never had a problem with the cold. Early on, his mother used to chase him when he would sneak outside in a threadbare t-shirt and his socks in the snow. She understood why he was able to go out and not be bothered by the cold and the snow. His powers and his magic over ice and snow made it so he could survive in any severe temperatures with little to know affect. She had the same ability. But, to keep the two of them safe, Gil was always made to wear the heaviest materials his mother could find for his winter cloak. It kept them both safe from the villains who would want to use them for their powers. It was the only reason why Gil didn't fight his mother on it.

He didn't know why he was remembering this as he got ready for the coronation. Maybe it had something to do with hiding his true nature his entire life. Today would be the day Prince Gillian would finally be known to the world, just as he had longed for it to happen when he was a kid playing in a t-shirt in the snow.

Gillian had been in the crowd earlier in the morning on the day of the coronation when the ship carrying the royal delegates from DunBroch, Arendelle and Corona arrived. It had been extremely early in the day, yet the reporters were out there when the single ship arrived. It caused a mini uproar amongst some. The people were believing the three nations had untied. It was false, and they continued to say they were no more than allies. It was amusing to Gillian that the press was so concerned about the nations combining, that they didn't even realize Prince Consorts Eugene and Christoph from Corona and Arendelle were nowhere in sight. It was slightly noticed that the three demon generals from DunBroch were missing, but they were not politically important any longer. They may be princes and generals, but when the country had two princesses and five princes missing royals tended to become easily overlooked.

All together it was a distraction. Auradon had no clue there was an armada just beyond the horizon waiting for the coronation to be over, and for war to begin.

The six teenaged royals from the aforementioned nations were prepping themselves in the girls' rooms. Evie had designed their gowns and suits, and Dizzy had made them. Evie had promised Dizzy a job one day if she could take on the task. The young girl did surprisingly well. They were simple, yet extravagant gowns and suits. They were nothing like the Cinderella ball gowns most of their peers had gotten for this day. The gowns for the princesses emulated the styles of their mother's and sisters, simple enough to run or fight it.

Gil would be declaring war. They needed to be prepared for a battle to break out in a heartbeat.

Harry could feel the tension radiating off of all the children of the Isle. Mal looked the worst for wear. She was fidgety, and her eyes never left the Fairy Godmother's wand. It was clear Jay and Carlos both knew what Mal was planning, and both seemed ready to bolt at any moment.

He took Gil's trembling hand in his own. Gil was not shy, but he never like the attention and this would be the most attention-grabbing thing he had ever done in his life. Harry met Gil's eyes for a brief moment. It told him everything he needed to know. Today, everything would be changing, and there was nothing they could do to stop it. Hell, they were causing it.

"Jane! What are you doing?" The Fairy Godmother screamed. Gil's attention snapped back to what was happening on the floor of the coronation.

Jane had stolen the wand from her mother, and the magic backfired, dangerously. The magic broke through the stained glass, and fired far through the sky, hitting the dome of the Isle head on. A mass of green smoke billowed through the air and landed on the floor of the cathedral with dramatic flair. Maleficent had arrived. The entire cathedrals attention had been diverted away from the Isle to the dark fairy on the floor.

Gil smirked to himself as he saw ice break down the rest of the barrier. It didn't reform. His mother had successfully destroyed the barrier. He saw the first sail of the armada on the horizon. It had begun. Gil may have to break it off with Harry because he would marry Jane for amazingly helping him. She was his savior and had helped eradicate the biggest obstacle in Gil's plan. His mother was free, as was the rest of his family and all the villains on the Isle, (well most were, some would be incarcerated by the militia's).

Mal had turned her back on her mother. Gil was unimpressed with the fire breathing dragon and the rest of the sparks flying. Family feuds were his life when he was at his father's hovel. He was not the only sibling with powers. Gaston had children with some weird women in his time. This fight was nothing more than another one of those. Harry seemed to be having the time of his life on the other hand. It was like a bitch-fight to watch or something. Gil was have tempted to point out he was gay and engaged,

It ended with a lizard, and a peaceful hush falling over the cathedral. The room of nobles were once again relieved to be safe from a villainous threat. There was a moment of silence before cheering was heard through the entire cathedral.

Gillian couldn't help it. He began to laugh hysterically at the cheers and the clapping. It was just too funny. He nearly laughed himself to tears and didn't stop until long after the clapping had faded and the whole room was staring at him.

"Mr. LeGume, would you care to enlighten the rest of the room to what is so funny?" the Fairy Godmother demanded.

Gillian smiled. He threw off his cloak, revealing the bright, almost white blue noble garb and removed the bandana from his head. The simple actions completely changed the way he held himself, and the way he looked. It was almost hard for the onlookers to believe he was a villain's child.

He snapped his fingers, and a grand staircase began to form out of ice from the balcony down to the main floor. People screamed. Magic was not used in Auradon, any use of it was a phenomenon. The King and Prince froze. A child of Gaston should not have powers, let alone control over magic to this extent.

"You all feared Maleficent, oh what a bad dragon. None of you even noticed the plan my family and I had put into motion years ago!" Gil barked out in his laughter. He composed himself in a second before gliding down the stairs. He had the grace of a royal. It was not something the son of Gaston should have.

"Gil? What are you talking about?" Ben asked. He had yet to be crowned. Maleficent had put a wrench in everything that was happening. The boy was still a prince. Gil stared directly into his eyes as he neared the bottom of the stairs.

"Prince Ben, you are so naïve. I bet you didn't even know your father wrongfully imprisoned a Queen."

"He knew!" Margaret called out from the audience. "Topher and I made damn sure they knew." The princess of Arendelle made her way to the meet Gil at the base of the ice formation. She curtsied to the villain child. He in turn bowed and kissed her hand.

"Your Highness," he greeted.

"Your majesty," Margaret replied. She removed as crown of diamonds and glass and placed it on his head.

"What is going on here?" King Beast roared.

The entire room grew cold. Gil's hands were slightly glowing. The room was coated in ice, the doors were frozen shut, and the windows all grew dark as ice creeped up them. People began to panic as the entire room found themselves unable to move, having been iced to the floor.

"What my nephew is trying to say, King Beast," a women's voice called, moving to stand next to the son of Gaston, "is that the consequences of your rash actions all those years ago has come back to haunt you."

"Queen Anna," Beast stuttered. "I don't have the faintest idea of what you speak of."

"You will not act stupid with me, Beast. It will not go well for you. I am not Queen of Arendelle. I never have been, and I never will be," Anna seethed.

"No. That title belongs to my mother," Gil said coldly. "The innocent Queen who was wrongfully imprisoned on your Isle by you, a King who has no authority in my kingdom, or any of its inhabitants. My kingdom, the one because of you I have never had the pleasure of knowing."

Ben paled. He had no idea what Gil was implying, but he knew it was nothing good. Ben was unaware of his father who stood behind him growing more and more angry.

"Elsa is a demon and a witch! The woman was never a Queen and she was never anything more than a good for nothing villain!"

The collective gasp through the room was sharp. An admittance stronger than what they ever dared imagined coming out of their king's mouth.

"That is where you are wrong!" the Queen Elinor of DunBroch thundered. She strode up and struck Beast across the face. "I watched the young Queen grow up. I saw how she locked herself away for many years to protect her kingdom and her family. Elsa had done nothing wrong, and you had no right to lock her up. I will not prevent the war any of my children are willing to wage against you and your kingdom." She made eye-contact with her sons, daughters and the young royals she considered family.

"Please? Can we work this out?" Ben pleaded. He had no idea the severity of his situation. "Can't we prevent war caused by our parents mistakes?"

Gil scoffed. "You have never had to pay for your parents mistakes. My siblings, my friends and I all grew up paying for our parent's mistakes! Not anymore, though. I am a villain and I am a prince. I have lived in both worlds. I will avenge the wrongdoings against my family, and yes, King Beast, that includes my father."

"You cannot declare war, you aren't a king," Beast laughed. He held himself as if he had won with the flimsy statement of Gil's clear lack of title. He was enraged that this villain, the child of his worst enemy thought he could get away with threatening him with war.

"No, he can't. Not yet," Anna said. "But I can. As Acting Queen of Arendelle, I present Crown Prince Gillian to the courts of the three sovereign nations. As of now, I officially hand over my powers and authority over to him, until such time my sister, Queen Elsa of Arendelle can reclaim them as her own."

Gillian grinned. "My first act as the Crown Prince of Arendelle is to declare war on the United States of Auradon!"

"Gil, please, think of what you are doing," Ben pleaded.

"I have, Prince Ben. Everyone on the Isle is in support of my decision. My friends, my siblings, my parents and my allies are all preparing to abandon the Isle and take their revenge against you." He turned to the balcony. The crew had left amidst the chaos. Uma's ship was supposed to meet up with the armada by nightfall. He met eyes with Jay and Carlos. "This includes Evie. Jay, Carlos, my mother has granted you both citizenship if you wish to accept it. Evie already has. It does not come with conditions. Your parents are going to be retired and placed with the proper authorities."

Harry was waiting by the door for them.

"Don't listen to him!" Mal yelled.

"You know where Evie is?" Jay asked. Gil nodded. Carlos didn't hesitate and walked out of the cathedral, Jay followed closely behind him. Mal turned scarlet with rage. Gil realized he had read the core fours relationship all wrong. He had no clue how close Evelyn had been to those boys.

"Is there any way to prevent this war from happening?" Ben deflated.

"Take the crown and let us all walk out of here. If you make no move against us, we can write a treaty, and compromise," Anna answered for her nephew. Her sister and her son may want war, but Anna would do anything to keep the peace.

"I will do right by you and your family, Princess Anna," Ben smiled. He was unaware they Isle was currently being abandoned. He had no clue the worst of the villains were all in custody of Interpol. He did not know that many were either being moved to more humane prisons or returned to their home countries.

"We are all walking out of here unharmed. Ben, I hope we can come to an agreement," Gillian finished. He swept out of the cathedral with his family and his allies following behind him.

The Fairy Godmother watched as they all left the building. She wanted nothing more than to follow them. Maybe, the righteous side wasn't the side that was right all the time. But her will was strong. This coronation would be finished even after all the life changing delays.

"Let us finish this coronation, shall we?" her words lacked enthusiasm, but it had to be completed. If Gil, Prince Gillian of Arendelle, she corrected herself, was serious about war, Ben was the only one who could prevent it.

"No! This coronation is over!" Beast sneered. "Prince Ben will not become king today. Our nation is being threatened by heathens. I will not allow my country to be taken hostage.

"Adam!" Belle exclaimed. "Think about what you are doing! Do not take this away from your son."

He turned on his wife. "My son has given villains a chance and look how it ended up! I will not let Arendelle walk all over us. Ben would allow that to happen. I won't be the proprietor of that."

"Do you really think so little of me, Dad?" Ben asked. "I want to prevent war, not cause it. I want to keep our soldiers out of harms way. Don't you want to keep your people safe?"

"Of course I want that, son, but I have a duty to protect my people from those villains who threaten our great nation. I am the only one who can achieve this kind of protection."

"Do what you will, Father," Ben hissed. He tossed the crown at his feet. "But I will not fight in this war."

Ben swept out of the room. The Fairy Godmother followed him out. In her eyes, Ben was the true king of Auradon. Ben was pure of heart. He mentioned to her in private how he was going to shut down the Isle entirely. Ben had always hated the idea of the prison colony, and even more so after he found out the conditions in which they lived.

Now they were looking at war and Beast was instigating it instead of stopping it. Ben would eventually have to return to his father's side, but Helena Godmother did not.

Things were not looking good for anybody involved with this situation. Maybe rethinking sides were in order for everyone.