The glittering halls of the Ice Palace sparkled with an ethereal glow. Icicles shaped like chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a soft blue light over the grand room. Snowflakes danced in the air, enchanted to hover before gently dissolving. The atmosphere was festive, a celebration of love and unity as Elsa and Jack Frost prepared to tie the knot.

At the heart of the palace, Elsa stood by a frosted mirror, her gown shimmering like freshly fallen snow. Her daughter, Elysium, stood beside her, adjusting the delicate ice crown nestled in her mother's hair.

"You look beautiful, Mom," Elysium said with a warm smile, her pale blonde hair glistening like frost under the light.

Elsa placed a hand on her daughter's cheek. "Thank you, my love. I wouldn't be here without you and your sisters support."

In the main hall, guests were beginning to gather. Among them, a peculiar group sat at a long table, their expressions ranging from distracted to deeply troubled. Taveen, son of Tiana, adjusted his emerald green suit, leaning in toward Celia.

"I'm just saying," Taveen muttered, "Maleficent's been too quiet lately. She's never quiet unless she's planning something."

Celia rolled her eyes, her staff tapping rhythmically against the floor. "Trust me, Taveen, we all know she's planning something. The question is—what? And when?"

Squeaky and Squirmy, the never-energetic twins, were sharing a plate of frozen shrimp. "I say we storm her lair," Squirmy suggested with his mouth full. "Give her a taste of her own medicine!"

Squeaky frowned. "And get turned into frogs or something? No thanks."

Chloe sighed, adjusting the intricate lace gloves she wore for the occasion. "We can't just sit around waiting for her to strike. It's reckless. But if we band together, maybe we can take her down once and for all."

Melody, Ariel's daughter, leaned back in her chair, her aquamarine dress flowing like waves. "She's not unbeatable," Melody said firmly. "She's powerful, sure, but she's not invincible. We've got strengths too—if we use them right."

Elysium entered the hall then, her icy presence commanding attention. "You're all thinking the same thing I am," she began, her voice calm but steely. "Maleficent's not just a threat to us—she's a threat to everyone. We can't wait for her to make the first move."

Taveen nodded. "But we need a plan. A real one, not just rushing in blindly."

Melody raised an eyebrow. "And when exactly are we supposed to come up with this plan? Right in the middle of your mom's wedding?"

Elysium smirked. "We're multitaskers, aren't we?"

The group shared a tense laugh, the weight of their discussion momentarily lifting.

The Wedding Ceremony

The ceremony began, an elegant blend of frosty enchantment and warm, golden light. Jack stood at the altar, his usual mischievous grin softened into something more tender as Elsa entered, her gown trailing behind her like a cascade of glittering snow.

Their vows were heartfelt and simple, a promise of partnership that seemed to resonate through the ice-bound halls. The guests cheered as they kissed, the sound of their applause blending with the chime of enchanted bells overhead.

As the reception began, Elysium gathered her small group once more, this time in a secluded corner of the palace.

The Pact

"Alright," Elysium said, her voice low. "It's time to stop talking and start acting. Maleficent's power is growing, and we can't let her keep gaining ground."

Celia nodded, her staff glowing faintly. "We need to figure out where she's hiding—and how to get to her without alerting her to our plans."

"Easy," Taveen said with a confident grin. "We know she's keeping tabs on Red. If we can get close to Red's inner circle, we might find a way to track Maleficent."

Squeaky looked skeptical. "And what happens when she finds out we're snooping around? She's not exactly known for her forgiveness."

"That's a risk we'll have to take," Melody said firmly. "The longer we wait, the stronger she gets. We have to act now."

The group exchanged determined glances, their earlier doubts replaced by a growing sense of unity.

Elysium raised her glass of sparkling cider. "To us," she said, her voice steady. "And to stopping Maleficent once and for all."

The others raised their glasses, their resolve clear.