Author's Note: This chapter is centered around Prince Phillip, and will feature several Christian motifs and references. The reason for this is because I am a Christian, and the marriage between Phillip and Aurora reflects and glorifies the beauty and harmony of the marriage between the Lord Jesus Christ and His Bride.

Phillip bent down and knelt, picking up a huge square shield from the ground. The Shield of Virtue had been knocked out of his hand when Maleficent, in her draconic form, had spewed a scorching jet-stream of flames at him, the force of the blow knocking the Shield out of his hand. Phillip didn't want to lose such a handy defensive weapon though. As he walked on, he came before a sword impaled upon a tattered black cape, its blade of steel still glinting brightly in the sunlight. The tattered black cape was the only reminder of the wicked fairy, and the Sword of Truth had been the weapon used to finish her. Well, only because the three good fairies helped. In a very King Arthur-like fashion, Phillip pulled the Sword of Truth from the ground, his eyes remaining fixed to the ground, wary in case Maleficent rose again. However, she didn't. A strong gust of wind blew, and the remains of her cape broke apart and disintegrated into dust, before scattering in all directions.

Phillip swung the Sword of Truth in his hands, feeling its weight and its maneuverability. The Sword was just right for him, and it brought out his sword fighting skills to its fullest potential. But Phillip was still worried, though admittedly not as much as before. Evil would always rise again, and he wanted to protect those dearest to him – especially his beautiful wife, Princess Aurora. Phillip smiled at the thought. He could spend all day staring at his lovely wife brushing her golden hair at her mirror, utterly smitten with her. He would never fail to be amazed as how kind, how considerate and tender she could be. He loved his wife with all his heart, and would want to protect her always. He had often prayed to his Lord & God, Jesus Christ to empower him to be a better husband, a faithful & more loving & patient husband (because sometimes the animal friends she had visiting them from the forest were annoying) and for strength & power to help his wife. He knew that his God, unlike the other gods that neighboring countries worshipped, was infinitely holy & loving, and was infinitely powerful & absolutely invincible. If anyone could see to it that evil was vanquished utterly, it was his Almighty Omnipotent God.

As Phillip walked towards the castle, he whispered a prayer to the Lord of Heaven & Earth, before he arrived within the castle walls and approached the trio of good fairies.

"Phillip, dear," Flora curtsied, and Fauna and Merryweather followed suit. "To what do we owe the pleasure?"

"I have a request, Mistress Flora." He held out the Sword of Truth, and the three Fairies gasped as they realized what it was.

"Could you please imbue this Sword with magic once more? I want to use it to protect Aurora from evil." Phillip asked earnestly.

A smile spread across the three Fairies' faces. "Certainly, Phillip. We will be glad to."

They took out their wands and pointed it at the Sword. Jets of light shot out and covered the weapon, filling it with good magic. "Be filled with power, Sword of Truth. Be a weapon that will cut through anything, will never rust and will always completely obliterate any evil power or force." Their Fairies chanted, their incantations themselves containing the very divine power of the Word of God itself. It is said that their kind were created by God to be channels of His goodwill, His kindness and His power over miracles to mankind.

As the Sword of Truth was infused with magical power, it made Phillip think of Hebrews 4:12 "The word of God is living and active. Sharper than any two-edged sword, it penetrates even to diving soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart."

Phillip graciously took back the Sword from the Fairies, and as he did so, he felt a certain warmth in his hand coming from the weapon's hilt. He smiled, thanking God mentally.

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"Here you go." Phillip said, hand-carrying bags of money in each hand and giving it to the cooks, the gardener, and all the other staff at the castle.

"Oh, thank you, your Highness!" They cried as they happily accepted their monthly pay.

"My, my," said King Hubert, walking over to Phillip. "You managed all those state documents and the castle staff's pay in less than two hours! Well done, my son."

"Thank you, father." Phillip said, smiling at his father who had clapped him on the back.

"You'll be a very fine King indeed."

"Uh, I'm not sure..."

"Oh, of course, you'll be. Look how competent you've gotten with managing state affairs." King Hubert sighed, before ruffling his son's hair fondly. "Your mother would be smiling down at you from Heaven right now."

"Yes." Phillip said softly, reminiscing his mother, who had died when he was only three years old. But he still remembered her love, her kindness and her gentleness as a mother to him so well.

"Phillip?" A soft, feminine voice called. Phillip and Hubert turned to see Aurora coming into the hall with a tray of pastries from the kitchen.

"Ah! Pastries & refreshments!" King Hubert exclaimed jovially, always the food enthusiast.

"Dearest, you didn't need to." Phillip said to his wife. Aurora smiled at her husband.

"No, I don't need to. But I WANT to." She said, as she put the tray down on Phillip's table.

"Ah! Doughnuts! My favorite." King Hubert said as he grabbed a doughnut covered in hardened milk chocolate. Aurora giggled at her father-in-law's antics.

Phillip went over as well and took a pair of chocolate eclairs, handing one to Aurora. Her smiled widened as she kissed his cheek. The trio spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing and dining on the snacks Aurora brought from the kitchen.

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Aurora snuggled into the king-sized bed that she and Phillip shared, clad in her loose purple nightgown and a headband on her hair. Her husband was already sitting on the bed. Aurora noticed that he was frowning slightly, lost in thought.

"Phillip?" She asked. "Is something wrong, dear?"

Phillip gave a start. "What?! Oh, dearest, it's just..."

He looked down in shame. Aurora tenderly took her husband's hands in hers and squeezed it. "Sweetheart, please tell me."

Phillip gazed at his wife, his beloved wife. "Aurora..." He paused, trying to collect his thoughts. "You know I love you with all my heart, and I want to protect you for the rest of my life..." He swallowed. Aurora nodded, smiling warmly at him. Even if he didn't tell her, she instinctively knew he did love her with all his heart and he would protect her at all costs.

"But?"

"I'm worried... I'm worried I'll lose you. After you fell under Maleficent's curse, and I knew about it, I wanted nothing more than to destroy her and break the spell permanently. But evil never dies... not in this broken world, not until the Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. I know I shouldn't worry, that I should trust God, but I just..." His voice broke. Aurora's heart melted at his sincere confession, and squeezed his hands even more tightly.

"Then trust God, Phillip. I know it's hard, and I know you're worried about me. I'm worried about myself too, whether or not Maleficent will come back or there will be a new evil. But let's have confidence, my darling, that God will always be with us, and have strength and courage, knowing that God will never leave us nor forsake us."

Aurora caressed her beloved's cheek. "If you want, Phillip you can always teach me to fight with a sword and defend myself, but ultimately it is God who decides when I live & die, right?"

Phillip nodded, regaining new confidence and assurance in his spirit. "You're right, Aurora. I was a fool to worry. God is sovereign, and He is always completely in control." He smiled, and Aurora returned it. "You've always been so brave, my husband. Not just for facing off against a dragon, but for sharing all your vulnerabilities with me. I love you, my Lionheart."

He leaned down and his lips crashed with Aurora's as they met in a searing kiss, and they spent the night in passionate lovemaking.