Between overlapping evergreen trees, beautiful bushes of flowers from all lands trimmed in elegance and lit under a passageway of open paths. Hills of sprawling green grass, mountains covered by fog at their peak, and winding willow trees overhanging lakes—were all features of the heart of Auradon.

Here, we meet Auradon Preparatory Academy. The heart of education in all the fantasy, royal, lands. This castle of golden and navy pride was your school. Being a decedent of a storybook legacy, you’d earned your rightful place in the academy, whether VK or AK, you were welcome.

Auradon Prep was a stone castle, with a total of 18 sections. Dormitories were separated from the main building, just a short walk away from the opulent academy.

The academy dates back to when the United States of Auradon were first formed, turned into a symbol of anything and everything being a possibility in the new land. Currently, the supreme ruling family, The Florian Family, ruled over the land.

The Florian Family are from the tale of Beauty and the Beast—King Beast and Queen Belle, and of course, their son, Prince Benjamin "Ben" Florian Beast.

He was one of your fellow students.

୨୧┈୨୧ 𓈒⠀ ℘ ୨୧⠀

Preparations for Prince Ben’s coronation were underway, rumors of the coronation committee and VKs arriving had the entire academy in a stir.

You, however, did not let this phase you. You’d gone on with your studies, or whatever extracurriculars you were involved in as the news spread around.

There was only one flaw to the whole fiasco—Ben hadn’t chosen a partner for the coronation. It wasn’t required per se, but it was expected.

࿐ ༢ ” 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢… ” 𖧧 ִ ࣪ ⋆ ٫٫ ೨౿

The evenings classes had ended for the rest of the day, allowing you freedom to roam the halls and the campus of Auradon.

With nothing much to do, you’d found yourself wandering towards the gardens by the edge of the great lake.

There, you made your passage through winding trees and sun beamed cobble pathways. The sweet scent of the seasons air and flora entered your nose, drawing you in to the quiet world which seemed your own.

Upon arriving to the lake, you spotted a certain prince, staring quietly into his reflection in the lake. His eyes held a certain light of contemplation, like his mind had flown to a separate world and his body had stayed on this plane.