Author note: Beatrice is now five, and this chapter has some Camp Rock references in it.
Mal's POV
Ben and I were the king and queen of Auradon and the parents of a five-year-old daughter we named Beatrice. Beatrice had my purple hair and Ben's hazel eyes. We decided to send Beatrice to Camp Rock, which was a music camp, and Ben and I knew Beatrice would have fun making music with her friends. "Ben, don't forget that Beatrice will need her blanket, Camp Rock is an overnight music camp," I said. "I know, but they also have cabins with beds, so...." Ben trailed off. We made it to Camp Rock, and Beatrice ran to her best friend Mitchie. "Mitchie!!" Beatrice said. "Beatrice!!" Mitchie replied. Ben and I left our daughter with her friends. I sighed as Ben, and I made it back to our limbo. We made it back to our castle in Auradon. "Here we go... more council meetings...." I said to Ben. With a deep breath, I steeled myself for the meetings, knowing that just a little longer, and we would reunite with our little star, our Beatrice. The world of Auradon could wait. For now, I would hold on to the memories of my own Camp Rock experience, hoping to pass that same magic on to her.
Author note: sorry if this chapter is short I promise the next chapter will be longer
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