Emma looks out through her balcony of her room, taking everything to heart as she looks towards the horizon, where the ocean meets land. She sighs lovingly as she puts her hand on her stomach, knowing the change in her body. A happy change to her life that she needs to be kept secret. Why does she have to keep the baby a secret?
Well it all started just a few such years ago, whereas her fiancé will call it a few ages ago. She still can't believe it though. Falling in love with someone who doesn't want to let go. Falling in love to someone who understands so much of her life, even though he didn't come from a man of wealth or noble he was the opposite of that. He made her whole, he became such a part of her, that the living proof of love is the exact love that will grow from her abdomen. A child and yet it must be kept a secret because she's in love with the man named Killian Jones also mostly known by his pirate name, Captain Hook.
As she takes a breath of the sea breeze, she can feel him as if he's here next to her, beside her caressing her stomach. She keeps looking toward the ocean from the balcony ever since she first met him, when she first felt her attraction to him, but she knew it wasn't attraction, it was desire, lust, love; all the things she wanted and somehow, she knew it then that there was something more than of him being a pirate. Even though, it only has been only three years knowing each other, they fell in love, and he proposed just only three months ago. She feels content with her life and the promise of to live in a place where they are no royal duties to be discussed or to be doing out of duty. She and him both wanted a simple life, where they don't have to worry about anything but of their family that will grow, away from her parents. It's a dream, a fantastical dream.
Then she goes back to reality, by hearing the footsteps that was coming to her room. She takes her ring off from her left hand and let the person in the room. It was her parents the infamous couple that has a strong true love for one another throughout the lands is her mom and dad, Snow White and Prince Charming. They came in and talked the usual things which was to her will always be the same answer she answers to them. (Her parents would come in her room at certain times in the week at night, in her room to tell when she will be married, to take the steps to become queen, to find someone who will be beside her to keep the kingdom stable and it irritates her every time.) She is tired of it. Then she'll tell them she will try however Emma knows of the lie that she keeps telling. Then they leave and grunts to her bed and sleep.
When she wakes to the light of the morning, she walks back to the balcony and searches toward the horizon, trying to find the Jolly Roger as she does every morning ever since she left a message to him by bird telling him she's pregnant. The next message after that states he is ecstatic by the news and promises to a plan so that they could live in their dream forever, where there are no worries and no duties to think about. He says it will take time and knowing that Emma knew what he really meant, it would take some months. So, after another couple of weeks, she gets another letter, saying everything of their plan kept going into place, says he'll be there soon. So, a few weeks ever since that letter, she looks out of her balcony in the morning in search of his ship. Today she smiles as she sees a ship in the distance, knowing the feeling that it is the Jolly Roger.
The day goes fast for Emma, waiting for the night where the plan gets easy yet complicated at the same time. The plan is simple, wait until everyone is asleep and that should be at midnight, where Emma gets her plow of simple commoner clothing and other simple things that in a bag that she'll be carrying over her shoulder. Then walk discreetly to the dungeons where she knows the secret passage is where she'll be meeting Killian there as they use the same passage to get out to the docks. The only problem is if you can call it a problem are the guards, sure the guards will be hard but the ones that are at night are mostly young and in training, and sleep, not really caring what happens at night because nothing happens at night. Such a simple plan, nothing can go wrong was the last thought Emma kept chanting in her head when the night has finally come. All she has do now is to wait.
When midnight has come hours later, Emma glances one time towards the desk where the letter lies for her parents to see. She is ready as she turns away from the room and into the halls of the castle to meet Killian at the secret passage in the dungeons and then she'll be with him and the ship to their happiness. Nothing can go wrong as she gets close and closer to the dungeons with the secret passage. Then she stops, moves fast, and hide from the figure that is walking. She recognizes the figure instantly knowing that when he turned around it was her father.
She curses herself silently, thinking about what to do. If he comes closer if he saw her not in her room or bed and is lurking around the castle, is suspicious enough especially when you've your own bag around your shoulder! She needs to do this calmly, not freaking out at which of what is already happening. She has two options she decides, one she can go another room and hide that is near here and nothing is no where that close to hide or two walks quietly very fast to the dungeons. Fear of the first choice, she does the latter. As she looks to the scene around her and seeing her father going to the room she moves quietly making her way to the dungeon as fast as possible before he spots her again.
Once she finally arrives to the secret passageway, more steps later she gets stopped when she arrived with familiar lips on hers and hand and arm around her waist, feeling all the sensations going through her feeling the familiar spark that never fades. As much as she would love to feel the sensations for a little more, she knows she can't. She looks to his dazzling deep ocean eyes and everything vanishes as she gets pulled back to the reality, to the situation that they're in. "Killian as much I want this right now, we have to go," he stops looking at her his smile now gone as she keeps on talking," I saw my dad and I'm pretty sure he saw me."
With that they left, now moving their legs as their feet keeps them going until they stop. As they go for the run of the wild through the passageway, they'd figured out they've make new plans, as they do. They get out of the passageway, not arriving to their destination to the docks. Instead they got off somewhere close to the docks, in a secret hidden stairwell that Emma didn't know. Since they are pretty sure the soldiers are coming after them, they need time and fate to be in their hands.
As they keep on walking fast, they finally reach the docks and go toward the Jolly Roger. It was there they realized that they were both hunted down and are getting close and closer. Then Killian goes toward the wheel and starting the ship to move. Emma could only stare between her fiancé and the soldiers still moving, eyeing both with worried eyes. She hopes they get to leave free and unscathed. The ship moves, and Emma takes a breath.
They're moving and for a moment they are all free. For a moment their dream will fulfilled. For a moment there was nothing to worry about. For a moment, for only a second everything was there and then it went gone all in a blink of an eye.
They got caught. Somehow, the soldiers of the kingdom caught them.
The night ended as the moment has ended. Back at the castle she got caught of the people's sleepy stares of wonder and awe. When Emma walks back to her room she caught her mom's eye wavering towards her body up and down before she says in a slumber state, "tomorrow. We will discuss this tomorrow." Hearing the stern, serious voice of her mother, she knew a lot of things will change tomorrow about tonight's events.
She goes back to her room, grunting towards her bed, she laid down for a moment, thinking of what had gone wrong. Then she automatically places her ring back on her left finger and places her right hand to caress her stomach. She then stares around her room seeing if anything was different, and obviously nothing was different. Nothing moved. Not an inch, not a sweep of anything, there was nothing there, nobody went into her room. Her eyes then go back to the desk where her letter was still there, left untouched as she gets out of her bed and throws it away, ripping it up discarding it grandly as if it was never there. As if she wasn't here, she tumbles back to the bed, getting the feeling that she's going turn and tumble through the night.
When morning comes she yawned at the sight of where she was. She was right at the night she had, she tumbled and turned practically the whole night, getting little sleep. She kept going back to wonder of how close they've been to their dream, they were so freaking close, she thought practically through the night and morning, until she caught sight of her parents as she goes down to breakfast. They didn't look good, she thought. She knew what was going to happen after breakfast, as her parents kept looking towards her in disappoint or rage, even both perhaps.
After breakfast, the king and queen of Misthaven along with their daughter are in a private room, used on rare occasions where no one of the castle hears nothing from their soundproof room. Emma knows now it's time to face the music of her parent's pent up fight of rage and disappointment. For the next long minutes, she hears everything that her parents poured out to her. She heard everything of what her parents said, they didn't understand her, they don't understand why or what made her to act in this way. Neglecting duties, she doesn't care anymore, doesn't care anything that ends in royal duties. She heard it all before, but this time she had enough, of neglecting everything of what was supposed to be her future since birth. She wants to shout, but she is too tired, too numb but to look calm and stoic showing no emotions that she had build up. If and only she wishes, she thought that everything from last night went to plan, it was too close, so close to everything she wanted goes directly to everything she now fears.
Silence then felt so benign, so foreign now that it created a wall between them. Emma could feel it and see it of what was blocking one another. The wall was created between the three of them of where Emma's future lies are very different paths. One that is trapped of royalty duties that no longer wants to be a part of Emma, and the one of her fantastical dream that was planted out of happiness. Those two paths will never cross to one another, where it could be doable, stable together doesn't fall out to one another, it crosses over and over them reaching out from a long distance between them, there was no clarity.
Of what feels like a lifetime, Emma talks to them. With nothing planned, there isn't much to explain. "I know that you don't know me. You think that since I was born princess, I was meant to be a queen, a leader to Misthaven, but have you ever thought that perhaps I wasn't meant to live this life? Have you?" She pauses thinking that's enough, that she was done, for a moment, that's all she had to say however she thinks they still don't get it but then another thought came to her. "Father why were you lurking in the castle at night? I mean you never peruse through the castle grounds at night, so why of all nights were you lurking?"
"Emma this isn't about me, this is about you! Besides your mother had a feeling last night, so I thought I'll try and prove her wrong. However, when I saw you walking down with a satchel, Emma that is suspicious enough. What were you trying to do, Emma, run away?!" her father said, feeling disappointment and anger coursing through him.
"Emma why, why were you trying to run away, is it because of us? Emma, we love you so much and I know that you know that, but Emma running away doesn't solve all our problems, did we do anything wrong to make you act, whatever you're acting like? Emma me and your father are so confused, can't you tell us why?" her mother says.
Emma then just stares at her optimistic mother, who is trying to see reason. She doesn't know what to say. She can't tell them about Hook, because they will never approve of him. Should she just tell the truth about what she's feeling at least and then what happens next. All that she wants to do now is to relax and get her sleep and take everything away. She looks at her parents when she breathes again, thinking she knows what she'll do now. "No, you guys have done nothing wrong." She starts to say plainly as words then comes out of her mouth, "it's just I think that maybe I wasn't born to live this way, you don't understand what I'm feeling but the one thing that I know as of now is this: I don't want to be a princess or a queen, all that I ever wanted is to be happy and I know that staying here, I won't be. Now would you excuse me, I'm going down to my quarters."
When Emma left, and the door has closed, leaving her parents, the rulers of Misthaven of shock and silence. They got only a few answers, however they have more questions more than ever. At least they knew one thing though, that Emma, their beautiful loving daughter doesn't want to be a princess or queen, so with heavy hearts as they gather themselves up, they left a few moments later. Then they went to the next thing that they had to do with the fate of one Captain Hook.
When Emma went back to her quarters, she immediately went to the bed and cried herself to sleep. After an hour or two taking her nap, she feels refreshed. Then her stomach grumbles and went down from her quarters to eat lunch. When she got there, she noticed her parents there as well. When her meal was finished and felt stuffed, ready to go back to her room, her parents rose up and went towards their daughter.
"Emma, me and your father had come a decision with the fate of one Captain Hook." Snow said quietly, then Emma left a small breath of air, feeling stilled to what her parents are saying.
"As many crimes as he has committed in the past, and that including the kidnappings of you, your mother and I have chosen execution for the best course of action." Her father said.