*~Descendants: My Bright Petal~*(Gino Gothel x Fem! Reader)

1. Second Chances👑

(Y/N): Your Name, (F/C): Favorite Color, (E/C): Eye Color

Our story begins with a little story told by Mal, daughter of Maleficent. 

"Once upon a time, long, long ago... well, more like 20 years ago... Belle married her Beast in front of 6,000 of their closest personal friends." 


 "Big cake. Yeah, so instead of a honeymoon, Beast united all of the kingdoms and got himself elected king of the United States of Auradon." 


"He rounded up all the villains and sidekicks... basically all the really interesting people... and he booted them off to the Isle of the Lost with a magical barrier to keep them there. This is my hood. No magic. No wi-fi. No way out. Or so I thought...."

"Hang on!" Mal smirks playfully, "You're about to meet us. But first, this happened."

Castle Fitting Room:

While being fitted for his suit and crown, Prince Ben, Son of Queen Belle and King Adam, looks out a nearby window, seemingly towards the Isle of the Lost. His brown hair is styled perfectly and his hazel eyes are unmoving. He looks thoughtfully before he felt his head turned forward.

"Sleeve....Head....."  The tailor turns Ben's head back forward  in order to measure his head, but as soon as he's done Ben turns his gaze back out to the window, back to his thinking.

"How is it possible that you're going to be crowned king next month? You're just a baby!" Ben's Father smiles jokingly as he walks into the room arm and arm with his wife.

"He's turning 16, dear."  Ben's mother corrected with a smile.

Ben reluctantly turned his gaze away from the window and towards his parents. "Hey, pops." He greeted his father with a smile.

"16? That's far too young to be crowned king. I didn't make a good decision until I was at least 42." Ben's Father continued,  shaking his head lightly before taking off his glasses.

Ben's mother looked questionably at her husband, "Uh, you decided to marry me at 28." 

"Ah, it was either you or a teapot. " Ben's father says before shooting Ben a wink to which Ben laughs at.

"Kidding." Ben's father smiles at his wife as he tucks his glasses away in his coat pocket. She only shakes her head in response.

"Ben!" A sweet voice calls as another pair of footsteps enter the room, "Don't tell me, I'm too late." Princess Y/N says worriedly as she peaks into the room, her (E/C) eyes scanning around before noticing her parents. 

Everyone looks back at the her and  her father raises and eyebrow, "Y/N, dear, late for what exactly?" 

"Oh! Um...well..." She looks over at Ben for help, only to see him holding back a smile. Noticing her gaze, he clears his throat and gestures for Y/N to stand next to him.

"Don't worry, little sis, I haven't told them yet." He says as Y/N squeezes past their parents coming to stand next to her older brother. Brushing any wrinkles out of her (F/C) dress ( or pants.)

"Mom, Dad...." Ben spares a glance over at his little sister, "Y/N and I have been talking, and I've chosen my first official proclamation." Their parents look at each other quickly before looking back at their children with excited smiles.