The guilt of giving him The Book, had long since passed as the breaking of the curse had become a reality and the happiness at the reunion of her family had taken its place. Though often confused about her relationship with her new-found daughter, and frustrated that it never seemed to be going according to plan, Snow was able to shower her grandson with love and attention, almost making her forget that she had missed so much of her own child's life. Henry was her second chance.
Henry both loved and hated the idea that there was another motherly figure in his life, but when he really thought about it, he wouldn't have it any other way. He happily accepted the love and affection Snow White showered upon him, especially if he could convince her to regale him with tales from her life in the Enchanted Forrest.
"Tell me more, Grandma" Henry said, yawning as he lay, half asleep, listening to another tale of adventure and heroics. The words slipped so easily from his mouth, that Snow was momentarily upset that it couldn't be this way with Emma. With a furrowed brow, she launched into another tale.
"Once upon at timeā¦..."
