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"There was something strange about that voice. Too beautiful to be real."

Independent Highly Selective Prince Philip from 1959's Sleeping Beauty Loved by Jo

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What if... I move Philip to his own blog?

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The prince stared at Aurora, eyes vitral. His mind was foggy, very foggy. Seemed like it would be in the mornings in Arendelle sometimes, as if he couldn't see a thing. Memories and feelings seemed to be like that at the moment and he couldn't bring himself to question why. Like there was another voice, a nudge to put him away from everything about it.

"I honestly cannot remember what haven't happened." Philip replied promply. He took a step back, as if meaning to end the conversation and return to the gathering. "And I'd appreciate if you would speak talking nonsense because I have to tell the host you are starting to bother me, your highness."

the look in his eyes . . . wasn't right. aurora had looked into those eyes many times, and never had they seemed so . . . devoid. her gaze narrowed, before his words snapped her out of her thoughts and if she hadn't been heartbroken before — she certainly was now. the blonde glanced across the room to the queen, then back to him. he couldn't marry someone else. he wouldn't. he wouldn't hurt her like that, aurora just knew it.

" that's not true, i'm not mistaking you for anybody else. you're prince phillip de lorraine. i know exactly who you are. " the princess insisted, her tone firm — but her voice cracked under the words. " how can you not remember? what about the forest? our dance? " the beauty asked, now growing more and more desperate for him to remember — " you don't remember how samson used to get between us whenever we'd try to kiss? he's such a jealous horse. " she let out a breathy but humorless laugh.

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Philip was stunned, to say the least. He wasn't expecting to see any other dragons.... well, ever. One encounter with a fire breathing beast had been enough for a lifetime. But to see one so small and so close? It was strange. He kept watching from the bushes, observing.

"Hup! Hup!"

Gleeful and carefree he runs about, pouncing after fireflies that have decided to emerge from the grass. Of course, he's not hurting them a bit.

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Philip blinked at the strange compliment. Now that was not something you would hear every day, at least not with that phrasing.

"Thanks? You are not too bad yourself miss."

When visiting Aurora, she came across a 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖆𝖓. He looked familiar, it must be her husband Prince Phillip. The redhead smiled and stepped closer.

🔱 → ❝ You are a very 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓.❞

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He was curious about the stranger. He noticed the strange arm and the way he was dressed. What a strange contraption, surely he was a stranger to that kingdom since desipite the noble attire it was not the type of fashion adorned. Philip thought for a moment before getting off Sanson's back and holding the reins with one hand.

"I'm heading in this direcition too, would you mind if I accompanied you? Some company is always welcome."

Nature intrigues him.

Coming from a place as dead and cold as Krat, it's a wonder and a plethora of curiosity to see an area so green and full of life with nary a speck of blood or corruption in sight. The puppet's steps are light and, occasionally, he will sidestep to avoid crushing a flower under his shoes. For once, the weapon he carries is sheathed. There wasn't a need for it here.

Once in a while, Gemini will chirp. He was enjoying the calmness of nature too.

But it's the sound of movement that causes him to stop, head turning. Hooves?

The source makes itself known quickly, both in appearance and voice. Oh, he was a stranger. It causes Pinocchio to tilt his head a little bit.

"Lost? No, not lost. Just... traveling."

He turns to better face this new arrival, the metal arm giving an involuntary but minute jerk upward before resting again; seemed like a nerve spasm of some kind.

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A scene from the scrapped version of the SLEEPING BEAUTY segment in DISNEY PRINCESS FAIRYTALES before the entire package was cut, reworked, and placed under the DISNEY PRINCESS: ENCHANTED TALES line. The animation of Aurora and Phillip is traced from the finale of the original film, with the only new animation being the costumes they designed for the pair and the work on the fairies.

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In his defense, he could not be judged to be in the persue a dragon. It had been spotted by one of the peasants and chaos would be too much. The rumors about Maleficent's dragon form being spotted (untrue) had just been silenced, he needed to make sure this one was not going to spread.

But to find an action dragon? That had been something unexpected.

Once he saw the beast cornered, Philip got off Sanson and approached, one hand with his sword and another with his shield.

"At least you are not too big. Sorry dragon, can't have you scaring the people of my kingdom."

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Cornered. He could hear hooves pounding on the earth behind him. Branches snapping as his pursuer grew closer.

A dragon slayer.

A deep rumble escaped from the Night Fury's throat as he whirled around to face what would soon be his attacker. He knew this kind. The ones who wouldn't stop until he was dead. Until all dragons were dead.

That was why he was the last of the Night Furies. The last of a kind.

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A scene from the scrapped version of the SLEEPING BEAUTY segment in DISNEY PRINCESS FAIRYTALES before the entire package was cut, reworked, and placed under the DISNEY PRINCESS: ENCHANTED TALES line.

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"Maybe we can tell her that it made too difficult for you to breath so that way she doesn't try to make you wear it again?" Philip suggested. He didn't want to see Aurora in pain again and that thing looked more like a torture machine than a piece of clothing. Again, he would never be able to imagine what was like to be a slave to fashion statements in the way woman seemed to be forced to be.

"And I can corroborate the story. Do you want any help with your corset?" He asked. Not an excuse to just come closer and touch her, not at all.

she smiled when he mentioned green was a good color on her — she wasn't usually too sure about it, but it was a color she loved to wear. " green it is then! " aurora exclaimed happily, pulling out the sage green dress, a corset embroidered with gold thread to match. " i think this one would match the gold in your tunic wonderfully. "

the princess sighed, giving her love a pout as she turned 'round to look at him. " she did . . . " he was right, her mother had in fact said that very thing to her over dinner yesterday — but it wasn't. her that was having to wear the uncomfortable thing. " perhaps i can claim that it simply didn't fit, " aurora said with a shrug.

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"Perhaps, but I doubt they would hold a candle to you tho, my love." Philip replied. He was still in awe about the whole thing. Seeing the whole process each day, knowing that together they had created a physical, living and breathing representation of their love was maybe too much for his mind to process at the moment. Maybe he would never be trully process it all.

"This shall be the happiest child in the kingdom, no need or want for anything. And loved. Very loved." He added.

" perhaps you need to meet more people, " the blonde said in jest, giggling at her own joke as she watched him. aurora loved watching him interact with their baby, even from inside the womb. she could feel their child react to his voice, and it made her heart swell with pride. with joy. this was something they had created, together, from their love.

she nodded her head to his words. " it is surreal, " the beauty murmured, lightly tracing shapes on his hand with her lithe fingers, eyes aimed towards toward her stomach. " i could never want for anything more, phillip. " she said softly, her words nearly a whisper. " you've made me the happiest woman alive, and this baby will never want for anything. " aurora knew between the two of them, this child would be absolutely spoiled — but she expected nothing less.