Technically we're sisters.

Author's Notes. I do Not own Descendants, it is the Intellectual Property of Disney. And It is Awesome! Also this is an edited chapter so if you're wondering about any changes I've made since you last read, don't worry you're not crazy and didn't miss too much beforehand. Consider this the Special Edition! I'm also fixing some plot holes I dug myself into in later chapters, So if you're wondering where some exposition is coming from, it's me trying to salvage bad wriiting.

Other notes. I thought Evie was a good contracted nickname but didn't sound regal enough, and since Evil Queen's full name is Grimhilde I decided Evie is short for Genevieve. Also I wanted to give Evil Queen and Evie's family a little more history and decided to give her the family name of a villain from one of my favorite smaller Disney Properties, Gummi Bears. So yeah, the Villain of Gummi Bears is Evil Queen's grandfather and Evie's great. Don't expect a cameo, I just thought it was a good name and excuse of how Evie is nobility.

Chapter One: Family Reunion.

On parent's day Evie was a little bit put out. Her own mother barely got to talk to her, as it was mostly Mal and Carlos's respective moms who got to talk. Evie wouldn't even really know what to say to her mother anyway. "Hi mom, I know you raised me to find a prince. But this half dwarf is so sweet to me, and he's smart, and it turns out I'm smart too. Turns out I'm really good at memorizing science stuff and solving math problems, and now that I have access to better fabric I think my sewing has gotten even better." Yeah… All Mommy would hear is "I gave up finding a handsome prince, I'm dating the offspring of one of the dwarfs that actually killed you years ago, and I've been spending my time reading and sewing instead of climbing the social ladder or finding a more suitable mate." Ugh!

Evie was annoyed! Nobody at Auradon prep knew what it would be like to be raised by someone like her mother. It seemed that the entirety of the student body came from stable family structures where expectations were high but reasonable and where there was constant love and encouragement. Nobody had any experience dealing with a mother like Grimhilde…except. OMG! Evie decided it was time to talk to a relative. Besides it could be her last chance to ever meet this woman if Mal decided to go through with Maleficent's schemes.

The campus was abuzz as the parents of the students flouted around doting on their offspring, complimenting their friends, and doing a constant game of one-upmanship on who could be the nicest and sweetest. Evie knew she didn't really belong, still there was someone there who she had to talk to. Doug had invited her to meet Dopey but Evie politely declined for the moment. "I'm sorry but there's someone else I really want to meet and talk to first." She had told her new not-quite-yet-boyfriend.

"Is it because you think my family will disapprove? Because honestly they'll love you." Doug pleaded.

"I'll talk to them after I talk to who I need to, I promise." She said, holding Doug's hand. "Now go on, go talk me up to your family. I'll find you after I talk to my own."

"Are you sure about this Evie?" Doug asked.

"No but I have to." She replied, gently shooing Doug off with her hand and blowing him a kiss when he looked back at her walking off. Evie scanned the courtyard. Lonnie was showing off her long light hair to her mom. Chad was acting out his dominant tourney games in front of his parents. Ben was introducing his parents to Mal. But it was a pale (but not sallow, it was a beautiful ivory pale) ebony haired mother in a yellow dress sitting with her equally colored son and daughter that caught her attention. The daughter was a good bit younger than Evie, too young to attend school, while the son who she knew as Frankie was Evie's age. Frankie was handsome despite his pallor, pleasantly polite and a prince, so Evie should have tried to have more interaction with him, but the two gave each other plenty of space after learning each other's identities. Frankie was Ferdinand the Second, The only son of Snow White. And his visiting mother was the famously fair princess who's dwarven friends had defeated Evie's own malevolent mom.

Evie took a deep breath and walked towards the family.

"Um excuse me?" Evie asked as she interrupted, not quite sure which member of the family she was addressing.

Frankie was the one who first acknowledged her. "Oh hey Evie. I was wondering when you'd show." This politeness took Evie off guard. "Mom this is Evie." he said, tugging his mother to look at the bluenette.

Snow White turned around absentmindedly "Hello there sweetie. How can I… *gasp* help you?" Evie knew Snow White recognized her instantly, but was feigning ignorance. The dark haired woman looked resplendent, with the brightest red lips Evie had ever seen and bright beautiful eyes. Those eyes were locked on Evie, and the two women were obviously counting the gears turning in each other's heads looking for indicators that would confirm their preconceptions of each other.

Frankie seeing past this rolled his eyes. "Mom, this is Evie." he reiterated. You know..." he paused on how to introduce her, he chose "The girl Doug's been crushing on." Evie was surprised that was the ice breaking comment, but actually a little grateful that she was given the opportunity to control the elephant in the room.

Snow White composed herself. "That mean's your the Evie who's..." She paused. Evie took note of Snow White's eyes, surprise, and a little apprehension, but no terror or anger. Snow Wihe wasn't upset, she was just a bit confused.

"Yes Ma'am." Evie flashed the smile that her mother had polished and bleached to perfection all her life, and gave a proper curtsy. "I'm Genevieve Igthorn. But please call me Evie. My mother is Queen Grimhilde." Evie paused. What she was about to say sounded much more pathetic in her mind now than it did it when she thought it up, "I think technically that means I'm your step sister."

"Pleased to meet you." Snow White said, giving her own curtsy. "Snow White Charming. Queen of the Summerlands and Princess of Charmington. But please just call me Snow." Now that ice was broken and formal introductions were out of the way, Snow seemed much more at ease. "I was hoping to meet you." She said when he returned upright. "I've been wondering when I'd get the chance to talk to you." Snow white smiled, You're even more beautiful than I expected."

tried not to breath too heavily as she reestablished proper eye contact with her 'step sister'. Did she really need to introduce herself like THAT? Oh boy. "I've been wondering that myself. And thank you."

Frankie grabbed his little sister gently. "We'll leave you two to catch up." He said with his eyes first meeting his mother. Then he smiled at Evie, "Good luck." Was all he said. Evie hunted for the sarcasm in that comment, but it seemed very genuine.

"Let's go grab some seats." Snow White suggested and they started walking to one of the many small tables set up for the outdoor affair. "I'm sorry for the awkward greeting. I hope you can understand that just meeting you in a bit of a shock." Snow said, as the two girls pulled their light chairs out and sat down. Every table had a pitcher of bright yellow Lemonade and a stack of cheap glasses on it to encourage comfortable conversation.

Snow gestured that it was okay to pour a drink, and Evie grabbed a glass. "It's okay. I'm surprised Frankie was so chill about it all though. I didn't think he liked me or really wanted us to talk."

Snow gently snapped the attention of an attendant and had a small plate of sugar cookies brought to the table. "Frankie likes to let other people make the first moves. He doesn't like to be pushy and is really cautious about approaching diplomatic situations. My guess is he was waiting on you. When you took the effort to talk to us, he was happy to help get this rolling."

Evie blushed a little bit. "So he wants us to talk?"

"He knew I wanted us to talk. Frankie cares far more about personal relationships than the official familial or political aspects of who's close to who. I suspect it comes from having Ben and Chad as cousins."

Snow White's husband Prince Ferdinand, Cinderella's Husband King Henry, and High King Adam were all technically distant cousins, sharing a set of ancestors three to six generations back, Evie remembered. It would make sense that Frankie would rather not think about family technicalities than have to either claim Chad or complicate his relationship with Ben.

Snow White straightened herself in her chair. "How is o..." She stopped herself "Your mother?"

Evie replied. "She's doing alright. She's put on some weight, and talks to herself since the mirror won't work. But she's alive and safe. She's really reestablished herself as a power player on the Isle in the last year or so. "

"That's good." Snow White replied before taking a sip. "She was always a very effective politician when she wanted to be." Evie was a little shocked at a compliment towards her mother. "I'm sorry to ask this but is she still obsessed with her looks?" Snow White asked. It would be a rude and intrusive question if they were talking about anyone else.

Evie rolled her eyes. "Actually she's focused on MY looks. I learned how to coordinate make up tones before I learned the alphabet. I actually won Miss Teen Isle of the Lost last year. Proudest she's ever been."

"Was there a lot of competition?" Snow White asked. Of all the things she suspected would happen on a prison colony, a respectable Junior Miss beauty pageant wasn't one of them.

Evie tinked her little tiara. "Actually there are some really beautiful and talented girls on the Isle. Ginny Gothel, Yzla, Whitney Clayton, CJ Hook." She decided to stop listing them. "Not the most prestigious title, but Mom was happy I did well."

"You are extremely pretty." Snow white retorted. "I'm actually glad she wants you to be beautiful."

Evie was a bit startled by that statement. "Why?"

"It means she wants you to live well and attract a boy. When she was raising me she was scared I'd be prettier than her once I grew up. She got so caught up in that. At least she see's you as an heir instead of a rival."

Quickly Evie cut her off, "Yeah I know the story. Mom told me it so many times."

Snow white nodded gently. "Did she ever mention the part where I really respected her? Did she know how sad I was when she died?"

WHAT! Evie's brain practically exploded. Snow White was sad that the Evil Queen died? Snow White respected her? Evie struggled to sound nonchalant "No that never really came up."

Snow white released a gentle smile. "Grimhilde was a brilliant woman. I never met someone who loved to read so much until I met Belle. After my father died she ran the kingdom, and while the courtiers feared her personally and the smallfolk resented her, the nation's GPD was high and the crime rate was low. Nobody mentions that."

Confusion racked its way around Evie's brain, "Mom never really talked about that." She said in a voice somewhere between a yelp and wimper.

"It's a shame she never took pride in being a good leader. She was so obsessed with her beauty that she never realized all the other wonderful things about herself. Also she was a competent monarch but not a very popular one; taxes were high, government funds went towards maintaining infrastructure instead of whatever pet projects were popular at the time, she never made public appearances, and then there was the whole black magic thing." Snow White regained her train of thought when she saw Evie was suffering from data overload, still reeling from someone actually having something nice to say about her mother. "But I know that even if she was a decent queen she wasn't a great mother. I think there was something seriously wrong in her head and I'm sorry that you probably didn't have the luck of a nursemaid or governess to give you the affection and guidance that she wouldn't. " Evie wondered if her issues with her mother were really that transparent for that awkward transition to be justified.

Evie thought for a moment. "Not much affection, but way too much guidance. With no magic to study or kingdoms to run, it all became about living through me, my beauty and maybe someday me marrying up and off the island. All she wanted was for me to be a good little princess, and to someday be a good wife to whatever prince will save me."

"Be a good wife?" Snow White was shocked. "When did she start telling you about that?"

"When I was really little. If I wasn't living to please her, I was living to learn how to please my future husband. I learned how to cook, clean, sew, and way more about child care than I should have as a kid myself."

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that kind of expectation." Snow White nodded. "Maybe she was trying to raise you to be what she knew she never was."

Evie already had guessed as much. "She wasn't a good wife to your father?" Evie asked.

"Actually I remember she and my father were very happy until he passed. He was a little turned off by how ruthless she was, but it did help the kingdom." Snow White read Evie's face. "Was she to your father?"

Evie shook her head. "I wouldn't know. He was gone before I could ever remember."

Snow White asked "Who was your father?"

Evie sighed. "Nobody but Mom knows."

This statement was a shock to Snow White. "Certainly she'd tell you who your own father is? Someone else on the isle had to know?" She asked with something close to righteous indignation. "I'm sorry I just don't understand how that information can disappear from a girl."

"Isle culture considers relationships to be weaknesses that can be exploited." Evie explained. This was a lesson she'd had to give other students a couple times already. "Most women don't tell anyone who their kid's father's are unless he's someone powerful or very respected. A lot of mothers who give bigger villains offspring tend to disappear themselves if the father claims the kid. Most relationships and even marriages and pregnancies are secret because nobody wants to admit they care about anyone else." She explained. The more Evie thought about it the weirder the Isle of the Lost seemed. "It's basically the Isle of the single parents. Mom says she'll tell me when the knowledge will be useful instead of dangerous, So my dad may have been someone kind of important. " Evie leaned forward to whisper to Snow White "Personally I suspect my Dad may be Hades."

Snow white hissed, "Hades?"

"Think about it." Evie smiled a little bit and twirled her blue hair.

"Oh." Snow White answered. "I guess that might make you princess of the underworld as well?"

Evie shook her head. "I'm not a princess of anywhere. I'm not really noble at all."

"Of course you are sweetie." Snow White replied. "Wouldn't you the the rightful heir to your mother's titles?"

With a shake of her Head evie continued. "Nope. I'm just Evie. No matter what my mother claims. I checked. Mom's reign is not recognized as legitimate; instead she was acting as Regent in your stead. So technically she was never really ruler, and thus her line has no weight making me a princess. And there's nothing about House Igthorn in the social register at all other than a footnote about Mom. So Ive got nothing to claim and don't know what I'd even be in line for." Gaining this unfortunate knowledge was the first thing Evie did after discovering the Auradon prep library and it's deep wells of paper and digital resources. The Auradon Social Register was a list of all the families prominent or ancient enough to be considered noble or notable, and it's accompanying website was the de facto resource to find out who was who in Auradon. It was the digital resource you used to find out who was part of what families and what titles they held. And there was nothing about Evie's family there, just dead links saying the name of Evil Queen's house. Evie had gone to library and checked that website because she wanted to prove Audrey wrong. Sadly the snooty princess of Auroria was absolutely right when she'd crushed Evie's ego on their first day. Evie was just Evie.

"tsk. tsk. That simply will not do." Snow White put down her drink and calmly got a got out a notepad from her purse. "I'll have to check on that. The social register is a poorly run mess of lazily researched information compiled completely at the convenience of active wealthy families. And the website is one of the worst organized public databases ever to blight the internet." She sighed this information at Evie while making notes in shorthand Evie couldn't read upside down. "I'm so Sorry Evie. When my husband and I had Mother's reign expunged, we didn't know that she'd come back from the dead, much less have any children. And since House Igthorn was no longer a political force without the Queen, I guess we didn't bother keeping proper records for it as we modernized things. We didn't consider you."

"It's alright." Evie said. Truthfully she was actually upset and annoyed knowing any birthrights she had were lost due to actively negligent clerical error. But Snow was so sweet and calm and polite about it. It was hard to see her as the 'royal brat' The Evil Queen had griped about for Evie's whole childhood.

"Evie, If you'll let me I'm willing to do the research on what titles your owed. I can't make any promises. But if I can I want to make sure you're recognized as a rightful princess of the Summerlands. You already would be if legal paperwork matched the fact we're family."

She's already claimed me as family? Evie asked herself. "Snow White I'm flattered, but what really can we do. The titles of my family are basically nullified."

"It doesn't matter. You deserve your birthrights. There's probably not much associated with them, but you do deserve them."

Evie tried to stay calm as possible, making a fuss was the last thing she meant for this meeting to mean. "How can I be a princess of the Summerlands? Like we just said Mom was never really queen there."

"Doesn't matter, you're my sister." Snow White said calmly and cool as Evie absorbed the lack of the word 'step'. "I can't easily just declare you that rank but I'll try to find a way to bring you into it. That title probably wouldn't technically come through your mother. But you're my step-sister. And despite what Cinderella may say, I think step-siblings are part of a family. Especially because Grimhilde is the only mother I can ever remember having, and for all her faults a part of me still loves her. You're her daughter and now part my family." Snow White sounding wise and strong was a bit jarring with her high pitched cutesy voice. "Therefore you are Royal."

Evie wasn't going to say anything to jeopardize this offer; A place in a real family in Auradon, Her Mother's lost titles, a chance at being a real princess. What poor girl would say no to this? "Thank you!" Evie exclaimed. "Thank you So much." Evie accepted this olive branch without thinking. Evie knew that if the VKs went through with their plan to get their parents off the Isle of the Lost, this would be moot. The kindness of this gesture, and the immediate acceptance as family by someone who was essentially a stranger was too much for Evie to resist. Once she realized the futility of this, she quickly rationalized it as hedging her bets. Evie's perfectly painted face tried to hide a tornado of conflicting emotion.

Snow White leaned in close. "Don't say anything about it until you hear back from me. You know that the Summerlands has a state parliament for all these major decisions right?"

"Composed of Every township sending an elected representative and a designated member of every officially recognized old family. All bills you put forward must be acknowledged, by the parliament and put to majority vote if there were any objections." Evie said proudly. While chemistry was her favorite class, political history of Auradon was a close second.

Snow what was visible impressed. "Frankie couldn't have put it better and he'll have to deal with them" she joked. "I can't promise they'll allow you the titles. And even if they do you'll have almost no real claim to my son's throne. " Evie didn't particularly care about that, She'd just be happy to be be in the register and start rebuilding her family name. "Still. Know that your sister is looking out for you." Snow White reached in for a hug.

Evie glomped onto Snow White. "Thank you So much!" Evie shed a few tears.

Mal's voice rang "Hey Evie. Ben's family is starting a croquett game. Come on." Evie unhitched from Snow White. "I got to go. But it was nice meeting you."

"Take care of yourself Evie. I'll be leaving shortly myself." Snow White said as Evie began to walk away. "Oh and Evie…"

"Yeah?" The blue haired girl replied.

"Next time you see your mother. Tell her I forgive her." the words filled with an amazing amount of sincerity.

Evie smiled. "I promise I will. Good by Snow." Evie waved her fingers.

"Goodbye. Sis." Snow White said.