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"Let me get this straight, and forgive me for using that word, but if we were in the Enchanted Forest, I would be considered your consort?" Emma asked in disbelief.
"Yes."
"Consort. Who even uses words like that?"
"I admit it's an out-dated word in this word, but back home it wasn't unusual for a monarch such as queen to have a consort," Regina said.
They were lying on the couch together watching some History channel nonsense that Emma found completely boring about the royal family in England. When they mentioned someone was a consort to a king, Emma had made fun of the word until Regina pointed out that Emma herself would be considered a consort.
"So you all didn't just say lover in the forest?"
"No. We try not to be crude."
"Well I don't want to be a consort."
"You do realize that we aren't actually in the Enchanted Forest?"
"I know but I don't want people here getting the wrong idea."
"Everyone in this town already knows we are sleeping together, I don't think putting a label on it changes much. Besides back home, consorts were known for having great power. If you really wanted to influence royal policy it wasn't unheard of for people to approach the consort."
"I don't see how that would work."
Regina looked her in the eyes, "you know how you asked if the city had an additional funds for new police radios?"
"I remember you saying no."
"Well, back in the Enchanted Forest let's say a consort had a request of a similar, non-technology nature, they would usually only have to withhold sex and wait for the monarch to give in."
"So you are saying if I say no sex, I get the radios?"
Regina laughed, "If you withhold sex, I will withhold sex and we both know who will win that game."
"I hate being a consort," Emma pouted.
"But you are so damn good at it my dear," Regina said kissing her.