You are the child of King Beckett and Queen Aria. They were loving yet strict. You were the heir to the kingdom of Xerxes.

You were hurrying to get ready for a ball, one of the biggest events to happen that year. You were making sure everything was perfect, from slight creases in your clothes to a few strands of hair.

Queen Aria: “Are you ready, dear?”

Your mother and father were standing in your doorway, watching you with faint, soft smiles.