What happens when the supposed rival of Tedros is smitten by the very girl who's head over heels for Tedros? Better yet, it's a Never who's after an Ever.
male!oc x Beatrix
!Based on the film
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟏
"ᴵ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ʸᵒᵘ"
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The School of Evil were winning the battle though they appeared to look like the School of Good however within themselves, they would always be a Never.
Alwyn watched as Sophie was walking away from them all. He spoke up as it seemed that she was trying to leave. "Where are you going? Evil needs its Queen present for our victory."
Sophie didn't stop walking as she was making her way toward the window. "It has its King. As you said." She told him before transforming into a bird, and leaving out through the window, breaking the glass.
"You admit it." Alwyn proudly showed a small smile as he looked at the window, talking to himself.
"Alwyn?"
Hearing the familiar feminine voice, Alwyn's smile left his face as he sighed. He turned around to face her, "Beatrix, you're here? What are you doing here? This is a battle, not a beauty pageant."
The blonde's facial expression fell from his attitude. He wasn't normally rude to her, that was her job. So, she was a bit surprised to hear the tone he spoke in along with finding her finding him at the centerpiece of the destruction happening around them, "What happened? Why are you...?"
He smiled once again, seeing the dresses she wore. How she wore a black dress and her lipstick was that of the darkest shade of red. The Queen Bee of Good was now a Never and she looked oh-so-good in his eyes.
Alwyn took a step forward to her. He grabbed her hand, pulling her to him but keeping their hands raised at chest level while mesmerized by her. "Evil looks good on you. You're breathtaking."
"I don't see you falling, trying to breathe for air." Beatrix looked into his eyes with a look. Her eyes roamed his body, taking in his new appearance but the one that stood out the most was the scales. Her hand gently felt the scale through his shirt while some were shown on his collarbone. "What..."
Alwyn glanced down at the hand on his upper chest, near his collarbone. His eyes then glanced back to meet her, "I don't fall but for you, I just might."
"Stop the flattery." Beatrix shook her head at him as she stood in front of him. "What's gotten into you? Did you do this?" She turned to look at the chaos around them, people fighting beside them but not daring to attack them.
Alwyn being in his nearly all white, kept his hand on hers, staring down at her as he was tall, "Perpahs, I did. It's what villains do, right?"
"Villains are made to cook children and eat princess' hearts and drink horse-blood." The tone that Beatrix spoke back was sharp with a hard stare at the boy. "This is exactly why, a Never and an Ever shan't be together."
