Truth Or Fiction

Chapter Twenty Three

Evie bit her lip, careful to once again not leave any teeth imprints on the lipstick. She must be out of her mind to even consider this but it wasn't as if Maleficent would ever find out about it right? The Fates clearly wanted the people of Auradon to know what was happening on the Isle and Snow White was probably the closest thing Evie had to family here.

"Excuse me, your highness?" Evie asked as she walked up to Snow. "Can...can I have a word?"

"Of course Evie," Snow said, giving the blue haired girl a smile. "And you don't have to call me 'your highness'. After all, we're practically sisters."

That's debatable, Evie thought as she could almost hear the rant her mother would go on had she been there to hear that. "Um...do you mind if it's in private? I..."

"I understand," Snow said and they walked off a bit to a nearby corner, still in sight of the others but far enough away to be out of earshot. "Is everything okay Evie? I know it can't really be easy hearing about Mal's treatment of you. I'm just sorry I haven't said anything before now."

Evie shook her head. "No, no. I mean, of course it's not easy but that's pretty much the way life was on the Isle. Not to mention our mothers...I mean my mother and Maleficent are pretty much the textbook definition of frenemies. They may be in the same clique but my mother could jump at the chance to snatch power from Maleficent and Maleficent knows it."

"That doesn't mean Mal has to be mean to you now though," Snow stated. "You and Carlos, you both seem to be here without any friends. You know you're welcome to sit with me and my family but I...I don't think that's what you wanted to talk to me about."

Evie shook her head once more. "I...I need your help," she whispered.

"Okay," Snow nodded and knelt down as establish eye contact with Evie. "I know that couldn't have been easy to say, especially being from the Isle as we've seen in these readings. How can I help you?"

"My...my dad..."

"What about your dad?" Snow asked, tilting her head slightly, confused as to the direction the conversation had taken.

"Maleficent has my dad," Evie said, her voice still not above a whisper, terrified about the possibility of the Dragon finding out that she said anything. "She...she gave me a task to do upon getting to Auradon and if I...I don't do it, she's...she's going to..."

"You don't have to say it," Snow said, longing to wrap Evie up into her arms and give her the biggest hug. "Evie, I promise, no matter what the task was, you don't have to do it. My kingdom will help you get your father back. Alive. In fact, I'm on King Beast's council. I could petition for Auradon itself to help in getting back your father."

"You'd...you'd do that for me?" Evie asked, unable to help the look of shock that she was sure was on her face. "But...I'm just a villain kid and not even one at the top of the food chain."

"There's more to life than power," Snow said. "Love is more powerful and more beautiful than anything power itself can be. It's magic. And real love, true love, is the most powerful kind of magic of all. So powerful that a barrier can't suppress it."

"But...but I don't have a true love..."

"There's different kinds of love. There's the love that siblings share as Queen Anna proved and then there's the love a daughter has for her father. I think that Prince Ben was right about you all. If you were truly wicked and evil as some in attendance here like to claim, you wouldn't have come for help. You wouldn't have cared that Maleficent had your father. You would have just carried on with your assigned task."