O Mistress Mine
Prologue
A/N: Yes a new fic! It is inspired by my recent graphic of Dark!Hook so I hope you like the darkness...
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low; Trip no further, pretty sweeting, Journeys end in lovers' meeting— Every wise man's son doth know.
Many years ago when the ocean still sparkled with its seductive blues and greens, when the sky roared pink and orange in the morning sun, when the land was bright and people happy; when King Gordon II and Queen Elizabeth Jones ruled with their adventurous sons, Liam and Killian. The sun shined back then under the loving rule of the Royal Jones family and the kingdom prospered.
Many travelers came to the kingdom seeking a new life as the whole realm knew of the kindness of the Jones family and knew a life under their rule was a happy life indeed. There was flowers flourishing along the cobbled streets, red, blue, purple, yellow, pink flowers twisting up buildings and skimming the edges of balconies and terraces. Harvest was plentiful with food for all, old or young, man or woman. No one wanted for anything and everyone loved their fair, blue eyed rulers.
Then when Prince Killian turned eighteen, the kingdom, with handkerchiefs and tears, bid him farewell as he set off to travel the world and the seven sees with a crew made of his closest friends. He learned a lot in his travels away, he learned responsibility, many languages and gained skills he never knew he needed, for when he lived at home in his palace, everything was given to him. He learnt struggle and he learnt victory, he learnt to fend for himself without money or a title. He even fell in love with a barmaid called Milah and they married on a hot beach by the beautiful ocean (another new love of his) with his friends standing around him.
He wrote and wrote to his family, retelling his adventures and describing to them the beauty of Milah and how she was always born to be a royal and how they would love her just as he loved her. They wrote back too, explaining their pride of him and excitement to meet his new love. His maybe True Love (he hoped).
That was until one day he received a letter which was not addressed to 'My Son' or 'My Brother' but to 'Prince Killian Jones'. It was not from family but it was from his kingdom.
That was the day the light fell away and fires burned his beautiful kingdom and his family.
They raced back to his home, a heavily pregnant Milah on board. They managed to stamp out the invaders, the troops sent by Queen Regina but even then himself and his people found themselves with a huge hole, which no one could fill. Shortly after, when things were still dark shades of grey and the rain never seemed to stop, Milah fell into labour.
As Killian always knew they would, the people had quickly come to love (the new) Queen Milah as her kind heart and fiery spirit made her easy to adore. And easy to lose.
She did not survive childbirth and nor did the child.
Prince Killian, now King Killian Jones I, had suddenly found himself very alone and very empty. The clouds rolled in and his his soul behind a veil of darkness and his heart shut off permanently. The flowers in the streets withered and died as did his hope for ever finding a happy ending. He grew dark and jaded and his people started to fear him because he became ruthless and unkind, selfish and unforgiving.
It has been twelve years since the sun has shone in his kingdom. But one day, on one single spot in the whole kingdom, a flare of sunlight burst through the clouds. Its hazy, golden glare came to lie on the one most important thing to ever happen to this land, and that was Emma Swan as she stepped across the border from the Enchanted Forest and into a new land, his land.
