I'm supposed to be sleeping but instead I'm making myself cry by writing a Hadie and Mal scene and have decided to share a snippet that is subject to change:
“Mali, what’s really going on?”
His words were soft, and with them the dam broke. “I-” her voice caught, “I’m a mess. I can’t live up to Auradon’s standards. Six months ago I was fighting against the Saints and organizing shipment runs, and now-” she gasped, trying to hold back a sob, “and now I’m supposed to give up magic, and be this lady of the court, and I can’t do anything right.” Her voice broke, and Hadie pulled her into his arms.











