Maleficent's POV

He was in love with someone else.

"Will you tell her Diaval? How you feel."

"I dearly want to...but I'm afraid this particular Fey might not want me."

I had nothing to say.

Nothing came to mind to respond to that.

What could I say after hearing those words.

I only kept my mouth shut as I looked deeply into the depths of the fire, hoping the fire itself could engulf my heart...so these feelings could disappear forever.

Beneath this cold night I wished my heart would've never existed.

This pain was too real...too overwhelming.

I felt alone and cold again.

Walls came up every which way around my heart.

"I hope you're happy with whoever this Fey is." Just as I was about to leave Diaval took my arm as if to stop me.

"Don't run away again."

"Let go Diaval."

My emotions were about to break loose if I didn't escape from his presence soon...I didn't want him to witness my frailty...

I did not want for him to know how lonely I felt or even how broken I still was.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong Mistress."

I became angry and upset.

"I said let go!"

"No." He was firm on his word as much as I was.

This was the first time he wouldn't back down.

"You wouldn't understand." My voice was serious enough to almost make him cower but he didn't budge.

"Maybe I would if you'd let me hear you out, tell me what's wrong."

"You're the problem." I said with frustration, snatching my arm from his grasp.

"What?" He seems genuinely hurt, as if I had just pierced his heart with an arrow.

"You heard me."

I had become jealous and that was something I did not hide well.

In fact, it was the only feeling I was really showing besides anger.

He really didn't do anything but my heart had had enough for one night.

These rollercoaster of emotions were just too much for someone like me.

"Why? I don't understand what this sudden rage is about? What did I do wrong?"

"You like another Fey don't you? Pick up the pieces and smell the roses." I spoke with venom laced around my voice.

Pure jealousy.

"If this is about me liking another that's not true, you've misunderstood me."

"Stop fooling with me. I am not some mindless idiot. It's either you like someone or you don't. Why say you do and don't."

There was silence between us...

I felt my blood boil in frustration.

"You know what...it's none of my business."

"Wait!" He caught my arm, pulling me towards him.

I pushed away.

"Don't you dare do something like that again."

"Look at me Mistress...please."

With what strength I had left to even look at him, I did.

"Why must you be so complicated?" I spoke, angered.

"Because it's-it's difficult to say how I feel...and confess my love for the person I've fallen for..."

He bowed his head, possible afraid of how I might've reacted.

"That someone is you, Mistress."

Even I couldn't concoct the right words to speak to him.

I found that I could not comprehend such things coming from him...even if deep down I wanted those words.

Did he actually mean that that Fey he fell for was me?

After some time of deep and almost unbearable silence...tears slipped from my eyes.

He looked up at me in such surprise.

"Mistress your-"

"I am not." I stood firm, acting as if I wasn't tearing up.

"Do you...hate me?" He was almost afraid to say the question and must've been even more terrified of the answer.

"Of course not." My words were thrown out as if I was trying to reassure him that I wasn't.

And I wasn't angry as much with him anymore.

Knowing that the one he loved was me...filled my heart with such warmth but also took me by surprise.

At this moment, was the first time my heart had ever lept so much.

My heart was beating so fast that my ears started to hear it.

I looked up at Diaval as he spoke once more.

"Do you...perhaps...feel the same way?"

I only nodded, feeling uncontrolled with my emotions.

I wasn't even aware of what my face might have looked like right now.

He was close to embracing me but I put my hand between us.

I did not wish for him to come any closer.

Well...I did...but it was complicated.

"I just need time to reflect on all this first. Please, just give me time."

After that...it took some time but he had left to sleep first as I stayed out all night...even until the sun rose.

I started to feel drowsy from lack of sleep, but still I stayed where I had sat.

"Trouble sleeping Maleficent?" Conall had spoken to me with Borra at his side.

They seemed to have been talking as Borra gave me a glance before leaving.

A glance that took my off guard, as if they were talking about me.

"Perhaps...Conall?"

"Yes?"

"If one had fallen in love before and had become broken by it...would it be right to fall in love again? Even though there's a chance of fearing the same will happen again?"

"I think that if someone were to get hurt by one, they should still give the other a chance. Because you never know how loyal and loving the next one could be. They could even mend the heart of the one who has been through so much." He looked at me as if talking directly to me, as if he knew this was about me.

"What if that someone, who's been hurt so long ago...counts themselves unworthy of thee... other's love?"

"Forget about how you feel, tell him of your past. I'm sure he'll understand completely."

"You think so?"

"I know so. I may not know much about you or your past but don't let that define you, especially if it's only pulling you down. Everyone deserves happiness, even you."

I nodded with my hands folded in my lap.

"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind."

"Don't worry, everything will be alright. But now I must go, tribal matters are needing to be dealt with."

I nodded my head again, as to say farewell.

"Oh, and Maleficent. Don't be too weary of your well-known friend...there is someone else who wishes to be with you. Personally, I wish for you and the raven."

And just like that he left...with no explanation to why he had said those last few words.

I could only imagine what he might have been suggesting, what he could have meant.

Then I started to piece it together.

With any luck I was having that brute's attention.

It was almost distasteful really.

Borra was not even close to anyone I'd even consider falling in love with.

It even took years for me to finally open up and realize I had slowly been falling in love with Diaval let alone loving someone I knew for not even a whole week.

I just hoped he wouldn't cause any trouble with me and Diaval.

Because, if it's one thing I've come to learn about Fey it's that they can be very protective and aggressive to what they want.

Especially the male species of the Fey.