Poor Unfortunate Soul (Villains #3)

by Serena Valentino

Which of those cups, Ursula wondered, belonged to the old queen, or to the horrible sisters Anastasia and Drizella? And which belonged to Maleficent?

Hate—true hate—wasn’t just conjured; it was birthed.

She was the cheekiest witch they knew,

“He is no brother of mine. He didn’t care what those foul humans did to my father! What they did to me! Oh, he brought me to his kingdom and presented me as his beloved sister, but even he wouldn’t let me live among his people in my true form!”

I think he used his magic to bring me into my powers so I would transform among those who would hurt me.

“I was flying—of course I was flying…” he sputtered, not making much sense.

“I saw the watch! The witch. The witch was watching the mirror and she was singing with a stolen set of pipes! Do you hear what I’m telling you? The prince is marrying the sea witch in disguise!”