Pairing: Evie x Fem!reader
warning: none, tooth rottening fluff
note: OC Belle and Beast daughter, Bellla
Summary: Prince Triston, Tiana's son, serenades his partner with a song that once ignited his parents' love during a dance practice for Auradon's royal ball. Evie is drawn into an unexpected dance with Bella as the music fills the ballroom.
Even before the kingdoms united under, the stories of each kingdom is known far and wide. The heart excitement of how their stories start, the adventure, the struggles, with villains and challenges they face but in the end conquered. And most of all, the love that blossom in the story, and each time a sang is sang to further emphasise the forming connection between two lovers, two partners, two souls.
There were love stories — grand, sweeping, and eternal. Tales sung to children as lullabies, whispered in palace corridors, written in the stars themselves. Love that once defied curses, broke spells, and crossed impossible barriers.
Everyone knew the stories.
Beauty and the Beast, Barely even friends, then somebody bends — unexpectedly.” Their love didn’t come from first sight. It came from quiet dinners, from reading side by side, from the moment she bandaged his wounds and he gave her space to be herself. He bent. She softened. And somewhere between snowball fights and shared books, they were no longer captor and captive — but something closer.
Snow White and her Prince, “Some day my prince will come…” she sang it alone, not knowing if anyone heard. He heard. And even when she lay cursed in silence, it was that memory — her voice, that hope — that led him through the woods. He didn’t know if it would work. He didn’t know if he was enough. But love bloomed the moment his lips touched hers… and the world opened its eyes again.
Cinderella and her Prince Charming, “So this is love… so this is what makes life divine.” they spoke only with their eyes that night — no titles, no histories, no worries about tomorrow. He wasn’t looking for a princess. She wasn’t expecting a prince. But love bloomed in the music — in the stillness between twirls. And when the clock struck midnight, he didn’t chase a name or a crown. He chased the feeling of being seen.
Aurora and Prince Philip, “I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream.” before they met, they dreamed of each other. Familiar, yet new. Their love bloomed like a memory returned — like coming home to someone they never knew they were missing. When he fought through thorns and fire, he didn’t do it just to awaken her. He did it because she had always lived in his dreams… and now, he wanted her in his days.
Rapunzel and Eugene, “And at last I see the light, and it’s like the fog has lifted.” she had only ever seen the world from a window. He had only ever run from it. But when they looked at each other beneath the lanterns, it wasn’t just wonder — it was clarity. Love bloomed in the realization that neither needed to be alone anymore. They were no longer just escaping something. They were running toward each other.
Jasmin and Aladdin, “Unbelievable sights, indescribable feelings…” she wasn’t impressed by gold or jewels. She wanted freedom — honesty. He tried to be someone else to win her. But love only bloomed when he stopped pretending. When he reached for her hand, not as Prince Ali, but as Aladdin — scared, hopeful, real — she saw him. And chose him.
And now they have the new generation.
Auradon Grand Ballroom — Afternoon
The golden chandeliers shimmered above the grand Auradon ballroom, each crystal catching the mellow light and scattering fragments like stardust across the polished marble. Gossamer drapes framed towering arched windows, letting in a soft breeze that rippled through the velvet banners of each united kingdom. The scent of freshly polished wood mingled faintly with blooming lilacs from the courtyard, drifting on the spring air.
Students of Auradon Prep filled the hall, their laughter and chatter echoing brightly under the vaulted ceilings as they rehearsed for the Royal Ball — the anniversary celebration of Auradon's founding and the uniting of all kingdoms.
King Ben, young but thoughtful, had generously invited everyone from Auradon prep along with their parents, and the children would perform a dance to commemorate the celebration for the anniversary of the United States of Auradon.
Now, during a brief break, the air hummed with anticipation. Someone — no one was sure who — had slipped to the speaker system and queued up a melody. It floated gently into the space: lilting, nostalgic, unmistakably familiar.
Prince Triston straightened from where he lounged, a distant expression softening his sharp features. His lips curved into a smile touched with something tender. "My uncle Luis said this was the song uncle Ray sang when my Dad realize his feelings for my Mom"
"Look how she lights up the sky"
Prince Triston sang the first line, he rose smoothly to his feet and turned to the princess seated nearby, bowing slightly with an offered hand. His partner blinked in surprise but smiled shyly, slipping her hand into his. Triston guided her up gently, steadying her waist with a practiced ease. Then he sang, clear and velvety.
His voice reverberated softly across the marble, drawing eyes toward them like a slow ripple in a pond.
A hush began to spread through the room. Even a grumbling student muttering "Oh, please" was swiftly elbowed into silence. Couples glanced at one another, then gradually rose, compelled by the sweet familiarity of the tune.
Evie sat on a cushioned settee near the ballroom's edge, absentmindedly smoothing the rich navy fabric of her skirt. Beside her, Bella sat poised but relaxed, their shoulders brushing ever so lightly. Evie noticed, but couldn't bring herself to shift away.
"So far above me yet I . . ."
Triston's gaze on his partner was unguarded — full of quiet wonder. His steps flowed easily, but his smile betrayed how lost he was in the girl before him.
". . . know her heart belongs to only me"
At the far end, a student slid onto the piano bench, starting to play the well known song, fingers ghosting over the keys before picking up the melody, weaving it deeper into the atmosphere.
Bella's breath hitched — almost imperceptible. Under her breath, she murmured, "I adore you" She thought no one heard her but her blueberry heard her loud and clear.
Evie turned slightly, curiosity pricked. Surely Bella was just translating, as she often did — her playful habit of slipping between languages. But when she turned fully to face her, the air seemed to tighten.
Bella's green eyes met hers unwaveringly. Open, clear, deeper than Evie had ever dared to look before as she says the line. "I love you" Bella breathed, her voice low and steady, her gaze never left her blueberry, you could here the genuine statement as if she was actually saying those words to Evie.
Caught of guard by her stare, Evie blushed and averted her eyes from the princess. For a heartbeat, Evie forgot to breathe. Her heart gave a disorienting lurch. The colour rose hot and swift to her cheeks, and she quickly glanced away, fingers fluttering nervously against her skirt. She can't mean it like that... can she?
The prince continues to dance and sing with his partner. Their dance contagious that other's started to dance along with their partner.
"You're my queen of the night"
Around them, more couples had taken to the floor. The music swelled gently, weaving like silk through the air.
The strawberry blonde princess rose gracefully, extending a hand to the blueberry. Her expression was serene, but her smile carried something unspoken — an invitation and a promise all at once.
Evie's hesitation melted almost instantly. She slid her hand into the princess'. Her pulse jumped when their fingers interlaced naturally.
Bella tugged her gently to her feet, arms slipping easily around her waist as Evie's arms looped instinctively over Bella's shoulders.
Their movements, unsure at first, quickly found rhythm.
Triston sang as he spun his partner, the other couples mimicking with laughter and ease.
"That someone as beautiful as she"
Bella's eyes had not shifted once. Even as they twirled, her gaze remained locked on Evie's.
The weight of it made Evie's heart skip, her breath shallow and fluttering. Why is she looking at me like that? Like I'm... precious? No one's ever looked at me like that before...
"Could love someone like me"
This line of the song made Evie think how they seem like two couples helplessly inlove with each other because of how Bella's eyes look at her. Her chest tightened, warmth blooming like a secret she hadn't realized she'd been keeping. Could a princess like her would ever love a villain kid like me?
The simple song turned into a sweet dance cotillion of the students.
The words wrapped around Evie's thoughts, making her throat tighten. She wanted to say something — anything — but her lips parted uselessly.
Mid-turn, her shoe caught Bella's toe. Bella winced softly.
"Love always finds a way it's true"
Evie's face crumpled into immediate guilt. "Oh no — I'm so sorry! I've never danced with a partner before, I didn't mean to—" She made to pull away, but Bella tightened her hold just enough to anchor her. Her smirk curved knowingly.
"Where do you think you're going? You know it's rude to abandon your partner mid-dance," she teased gently. Before Evie could stammer another apology, Bella guided her seamlessly back into step.
"And I love you Evangeline"
Evie dropped her gaze again, self-conscious. But Bella's fingers found her chin, tilting her face up until their eyes met once more.
"Don't look down. Just look at me." Her voice was soft, sure.
Evie swallowed thickly and nodded. Okay... okay. Just her. She let herself sink into Bella's gaze and let go of her overthinking. She really is so beautiful.
Their steps smoothed, gliding effortlessly now. The piano lifted, Prince Triston's voice swelling brighter:
"Love is everything. Do you agree?"
"Mais oui!" Bella answered smiling, before then dipped Evie gently as the song slowly comes into an end.
The final notes shimmered gently.
"Look how she lights up the sky"
Above them, the chandelier scattered gold and crystal light, catching in Evie's deep, glistening eyes. Bella's breath caught visibly — her smile softened into something awestruck.
Belle felt awe at the sight.
Triston's voice faded with the last chord. The ballroom fell into a reverent hush. Around them, pairs slowly stilled, but it was Evie and Bella who held the room's breath.
From the dais, King Ben exchanged a knowing glance with Fairy Godmother, who smiled softly, hands clasped. Even Doug, standing nearby, nudged Jay with a grin, whispering something that made Jay snort under his breath.
Evie blinked slowly, chest rising and falling faster now. Bella's hands remained warm and steady on her waist.
Say something, Evie's mind begged. Say anything—
Bella's smile quirked, playful but fond. "You dance well for someone who swore she couldn't." Her thumb brushed the edge of Evie's waist gently, reassuring.
Evie's lips trembled, then parted in a soft laugh. "Maybe I just needed the right partner."
Bella's grin grew wider, teeth flashing. "Ah, flattery now? Careful, princesse— I could get used to that."
Before either of them could say more, Fairy Godmother's clear voice rang through the hall. "That was beautiful everyone. Let's take five, then return to formation for the final rehearsal." Her eyes twinkled subtly as they flicked to the two girls.
Blushing deeply, Evie tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, still not stepping away from Bella.
Across the room, Ben chuckled softly to his girlfriend, Mal. "Looks like the ball is working even better than I hoped," Mal nodded, smiling at her tow friends, before turning back to her notes.
And as Bella twirled Evie one last time — slower now, just for the two of them — the golden light of the ballroom wrapped around them like a promise yet to be spoken.
