Taming the Queen
Chapter Five
Emma woke up.
A deep purple pillow. A black silk bed cover and quilt threaded with a swirling purple detail. A sweet, fresh smell kept coming in waves from the covers. A hollow, stony floor. The sun was rising, in a beautiful amalgamation of purple, red, orange and pale blue. The fire was crackling, but it didn't lessen the harsh cold coming from outside.
Emma was pretty sure she had slept in a small room adjacent to Regina last night, the first night since the Evil Queen found out they are friends in the future.
She sat up, and reflected on the events of the night before. Regina couldn't crush her heart - why?
And after Emma said that they were friends, Regina asked how, and Emma told her that events in future lead to it. The next thing she knew, she'd been transported to the very room she was in now.
She could hear Regina pacing up and down all night. "Does she believe me?" Emma asked herself, not knowing the answer. "She must believe me, or suspect I'm telling the truth, otherwise, why would she have gave up so early? Why not send me to sleep on a cold, hard floor? I'm sure this is her second room..."
After this final thought, Emma noticed an interesting dark oak wardrobe in the corner. She made her way over to it. The first dress she saw slipping out of it was even more beautiful in person than in Henry's book. It was dark blue, with a lighter blue decoration on the front and the arms. There was gold threaded into the centre of it, and golden beads with a hint of silver on the sleeves. The second dress was striking, it was black with red swirls threaded in, came in tight at the waist, and had a silver décor all up the front.
Emma was unsure why she found this clothing so interesting, she figured it was probably just because it made her think about what life may have been like if her parents hadn't sent her away. She couldn't repel the urge to try it on, so took the dress out of the wardrobe, making her way to the mirror. In it she saw herself, and Regina's dress, but the two just didn't seem to go. Truthfully, she found all the Queen's clothing strikingly beautiful, and she had often wondered what Regina looked like in it.
On moving the dress to put it back in the wardrobe, she was hit by the same sweet smell from before, on Regina's covers, coming in waves from the wardrobe. She found the smell intoxicating. But she resisted it, fearing she would think the thoughts she often thought back in Storybrooke. Before she could turn away and go back to the bed, a bellowing voice made her jump out of her skin. "Get away from my wardrobe!"
Emma turned to see Regina standing in black silk pyjamas. She looked gorgeous. But it shocked her so much, it almost made her laugh. But she was too scared to even dare.
"Sorry. I...I just thought there might be some clothes I could borrow," she declared, gesturing to her crumpled red dress she had reluctantly slept in the night before. Regina smirked, "I suppose there might be something for you, but it's the only thing you'll be getting."
It shouldn't have, but it did, it blew Emma away. All she could think about following this was when Regina said something similar to this back in Storybrooke, "enjoy my shirt, it's all you're getting," this memory rang in her ears, as Emma knew, or maybe just hoped, this was more of a flirtation than a warning.
"Thanks, your Majesty," Emma said 'Majesty' perhaps too visibly irritated, and Regina arched her left eyebrow, scoffed and said, "maybe Regina is easier. For now, anyway. But it's about time you told me who you were, properly. If you're from the future, and you know me then, I want to know if I get my revenge. Secondly, if I do, how do you become my friend?"
She barely spoke the last word, as if the idea was completely incomprehensible. Emma had no choice. She had to tell her everything, no matter what the consequence.
Regina left the room. She took this as a sign that she was going to get ready, and become the Evil Queen once again.