THE OTHER MOTHERS
Ch.1
"Sophia! Come down stairs! You're going to miss the bus!" Regina called from the bottom of the stairs. A pink lunchbox in her hand as she waited for her daughter to finish getting ready for school. Ever since she started at Storybrooke Middle School, her ten year old had been obsessed with "looking cool", which apparently means styling her long, dark, brown hair into pigtails.
"I'M COMING!" Sophia yelled from her bedroom.
Just then Emma walked into the foyer with a piece of toast in her mouth as she put on her red, leather jacket. "Is she still not down yet?" Emma asked annoyed.
"Apparently pigtails are extremely complicated. Clearly she gets her time management skills from your side of the family." Regina said with smirk.
Emma cocked her eyebrow at her. "Oh please! This is all you babe. She's a perfectionist just like you!" Emma said and took another bite of toast before kissing Regina on the cheek. "I gotta run, I'm meeting my Dad at the station to talk about fence regulations in town." She said as she rolled her eyes.
"Bye Darling! Don't forget to pick up some carrots for dinner tonight!" Regina called after her wife. Emma held up a thumbs-up to let Regina know she heard her as she walked out the door.
At that moment the school bus pulled up to their house and beeped.
"SOPHIA MILLS, GET DOWN HERE THIS MOMENT!" Regina yelled.
A few seconds later Regina heard her daughter's bedroom door open, and soon she was walking down the stairs. Regina handed her lunch to her and looked into her eyes. They were green, just like Emma's, only now they were filed with tears.
"What's the matter?" Regina asked as she scoped the young girls chin in her hand.
"I'm a freak!" Sophia cried out.
"What do you mean?"
"All the kids hate me. I have no friends!"
"How could that be? Your mothers are The Queen and The Savior. The Mayor and The Sherriff. You have magic powers so strong, no one even knows what you are capable of! Kids should be knocking down our door to be friends with someone like you!" Regina said.
"That's exactly why! You just listed all the reasons they hate me! All week the kids have been teasing me about you and Mom! They say I'm a spoiled princess, and a magical freak. They said you and Mom had me by a magical accident." Sophia cried, tears running down her olive cheeks. "Then to top it off I can't control my powers yet because you and Mom NEVER let me use them! Yesterday I accidently set my eraser on fire, and then I caused all the books in math class to hover in the air. The teacher had to stand on her desk to get them down. Everyone laughed at me and called me 'Dennis the Magical Menace'!"
"Why didn't you tell us that happened last night at dinner when I asked how your day was?" Regina asked. Her heart broke for her child, but she wanted to know why she didn't come to her sooner.
"Because Henry and Mom would have laughed at me. Remember last month when I turned everything in my room bright pink after Henry put that fake spider in my sock drawer? They both fell over laughing." Sophia said.
Regina frowned. "Yeah, we still haven't figured out how to fix that problem."
Sophia shrugged. "I'm getting used to it. At least my only clothes effected were the socks. Everything in my closest and other drawers were safe."
"I'm glad you are trying to see the positive side. Don't worry, you will figure out your powers someday." Regina said reassuringly.
"How will I? You and Mom never let me practice!"
"You practice with your mother every week!" Regina said.
"Yeah, once a week for an hour, with Mom, who isn't as good at magic as you are." Sophia said.
"I would help you but you know how your mother and your grandparents are when it comes to magic. They don't trust it. They worry that if you or I use our magic too much we could get addicted to it. I was once far too reliant on magic and it turned me evil. I agree with their views on it because I don't want you to fall down that dark path." Regina said sympathetically. "As far as the friends go, you have only been at this school for a week, give it time."
Sophia nodded and looked down sadly before she took her lunch box from Regina. As she turned to go Regina placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry. You know that right?" Regina said sadly. "It's my fault. It's from my blood that the addiction comes from. My mother had it too. I am so sorry."
"Yeah, whatever." Sophia said as she pulled out of her mothers grasp and ran out to catch her bus.
"Hey look! It's The Crappy Harry Potter!" A boy in the back of the bus shouted as Sophia entered the bus. The whole bus erupted in laughter.
"Great. We aren't even at school yet and it's already starting." Sophia mumbled to herself as she quickly found a seat near the front. The rest of the day was filled with the same torment that the previous week offered. First, someone tripped her in the hallway, then yelled "Watch your step, Princess!". Then in math class the teacher had resorted to super gluing all the books to the desks to keep them from floating around the room. This was super annoying to everyone as it took up a large amount of the desk surface. Everyone kept looking over at her, mumbling "Thanks a lot." under their breath. Then in the cafeteria, Sophia sneezed and accidently turned all tacos into ham sandwiches. This caused an uproar with the students who had been looking forward to Taco Tuesday. Sophia tried to apologize and turn them back into tacos but every time she tried she just managed to make the bread staler and staler.
"Quit trying, loser!" an older boy said as he pushed her out of the line and took her place.
"Yeah, quit making school worse!" sneered a girl in her grade.
Tears filled Sophia's eyes as she ran out of the lunchroom and into the bathroom. As she ran she scrapped her elbow on the door hinge, ripping her uniform sleeve. This did not help her crying at all. She quickly went into a stall, sat down on the toilet, and examined her cut. It was a long and nasty gash that would take a few weeks to heal properly. She quickly grabbed a handful of toilet paper and did her best to stop the blood flow.
A moment later, she heard the bathroom door open and someone walked in and knocked on her stall door.
"Go Away!" Sophia yelled as she tried to desperately sound like she had not been crying.
"It's me." Her grandmother, Snow White said quietly.
Sophia gulped. She had used magic, which is something her grandmother hated.
She opened the stall door slowly and looked up at her grandmother who was looking sternly down at her.
"One of the lunch ladies ran to my office and told me that you had used magic on all the food today." Snow said disappointed.
"I didn't mean too! I swear!" Sophia said.
"I also heard how you made all the math books float, and how you turned your art teacher's hair green."
Sophia's eyes widened. She had forgotten about that last one. "I'm sorry! It just happens when I'm scared, or mad, or feeling weird."
"This all started after Emma started to teach you magic. I told Regina it was a bad idea to give you lessons. I am going to talk to your mothers about ending your lessons right away!" Snow said as she turned on her heals and left the bathroom.
Sophia didn't even try to explain how the lessons have been helping her. They were the only things she had to look forward to each week. However, she wasn't surprised. Everyone in her life seemed determined to make her life miserable. She had no friends, and school was a nightmare. Her family at home didn't understand her, and to make matters worse they were all extremely famous. They had all helped save the town on multiple occasions. None of them understood what it was like for her to live in their shadows. So, when all these feelings started to bubble up, magic mixes in and they explode out. The lessons at least were a hope that one day it would end and she could master her magical outbursts.
After the bell rang, she decided to leave the bathroom and go to her next class. History. It was her least favorite subject but the teacher was her favorite. Mr. Gold had decided to become a teacher a few years before as a way to branch out. His pawn shop grew boring as almost no one in town bought anything there. So his wife, Belle, suggested he pick a new career. As one of the oldest members of the town, and having magical powers, he was quick to study up on every realm's history and teach the basics to the children of Storybrooke.
"Good afternoon class!" Mr. Gold said brightly as he stood behind his desk. His laptop was open and set up so the overhead projector was showing a slideshow. "Today we are going to continue our lesson on other realms."
A boy in the back of the class raised his hand. "How many other realms are there?"
"Good question! There are actually an infinite number!" Mr. Gold answered.
"But like, how many is that? A lot?" The boy asked.
Mr. Gold laughed. "Yes Jeromy, infinite is a lot. In fact, it is such a large number that literally any world you could think might exists, does in fact exist! Try it! Think of a world that is like our world but a little different. Go on! All of you think of something and we will go around and see what you have thought of!"
Everyone looked around at each other and giggled, then looked off and thought hard.
"Okay, let's start with Samantha! What world have you dreamed up?"
"Umm…how about a world where dogs can talk?" Samantha asked.
Mr. Gold beamed. "Excellent! Well, because the number of realms doesn't end, that very well could be a real realm!"
They went around the room and most had a silly answer. One kid said a world where everyone spoke backwards and another kid said a world where people could fly. A few however, had deeper thought processes. One girl said she thought of a world where there were no hungry or homeless people. Another boy said he thought of a world where evil didn't exist. That gave Sophia an idea.
When Mr. Gold came to her he smile. "Alright Sophia, your turn."
"I thought of a world where my parents are normal and not the Queen and Savior!"
"If your parents didn't have powers then they couldn't have you. That would be a world here you didn't exist." Mr. Gold answered.
"GOOD!" Sophia shouted.
Mr. Gold's expression changed. He suddenly looked at her sadly. "Why on earth would you not want to exist?"
"Because, she's a freak!" a kid to her left said.
"Ben! Go to the principal's office, NOW!" Mr. Gold yelled. He then turned his attention back to Sophia and he softened. "How about you come by my shop after school?"
On her way home from work Emma stopped by the grocery store and picked up some fresh carrots for dinner as Regina had requested. As she walked to her car that was parked in the street she saw her daughter exiting Mr. Gold's Pawn Shop, which was just down the block.
Emma quickly put the carrots inside her car and drove down the street to beat her daughter home.
"Regina!" Emma yelled as she ran inside. She found her wife in the kitchen preparing dinner.
"Hello Dear." Regina said as she put her vegetarian meat loaf into the oven.
"Here are the carrots, and I just saw our daughter leaving Gold's pawn shop." Emma said casually as she handed Regina the bag of large carrots.
It took a moment for Regina to process what Emma just said. Suddenly her eyes widened. "What? Did you talk to her? What was she doing there?" Regina asked.
"I don't know! I wanted to beat her here and talk to you about the best way to ask her about it." Emma explained.
"Maybe he just wanted to help her with some homework or a test or something?" Regina suggested. "He is her teacher after all. We can't just go jumping to the conclusion that it involves magic."
"It's Rumple, Regina! Everything about him revolves around magic! That shop if filled to the brim with highly dangerous, magical objects!" Emma said franticly.
"Sophia knows better. I'm glad you didn't approach her about it. Now we can see if she will willingly tell us about going to Gold, or if we have to pry it out of her." Regina said.
"Great idea!" Emma said. "Damn, you are so sneaky!"
"You forget, I was once The Evil Queen." Regina said with a smirk.
"Oh, I could never forget." Emma said seductively as she walked into Regina's space and looked her in the eyes.
Regina stared at her and then closed the distance, giving Emma a deep and passionate kiss.
Emma pulled back. "Oh and my mother called. She said she thinks it would be best if Sophia stopped her magic lessons."
"Why?" Regina asked.
"You know my mother. She hates magic. But she mentioned something about Sophia using magic at school." Emma said.
"I'll let our daughter tell you her school mishaps herself. She told me a bit this morning." Regina said.
"Going to Gold's shop and doing magic at school…Something is up with that girl. At least she talks to you." Emma said sadly.
"She talks to you!" Regina said.
"Not like she talks to you." Emma said.
"She barely talks to me."
"Still…it's more than I ever get. We don't have anything in common."
"Well you're not that girly. She likes makeup and dresses. You like video games and sports." Regina explained.
"Hey, I can be totally girly!" Emma defended.
Regina laughed. "Dear, you are currently in work boots, with no makeup on and I am guessing no bra?" Regina asked.
"So what?" Emma asked offended.
"Emma, I'm cooking in HEELS! If we were being judged in a girly contest you would lose, my dear." Regina said as she kissed Emma lightly on the lips.
Emma laughed. "Oh yeah? Then I will just have to kiss some of your lipstick off and on to me to level the playing field." Emma said as she kissed Regina hard on the lips.
Regina laughed into the kiss and threw her arms around Emma's neck.
Emma picked her up, and spun her around. They both laughed and kissed some more.
"Gross." Came a voice in the kitchen doorway.
They broke their kiss and looked at their daughter.
"Hi sweety." Regina said as she playfully pushed Emma off her.
"Hey kiddo!" Emma said as she playfully padded Regina on the ass.
"How was school today?" Regina asked. She and Emma made eye contact, silently communicating that they were going to find out if their child was going to tell them the truth.
"Not great." Sophia said as she took a seat at the counter. She didn't want her moms to know she ripped her uniform so she had changed into her red sweatshirt before she came inside. She planned to sew it up tonight.
"What does that mean?" Emma asked.
"You didn't tell her?" Sophia asked Regina.
"It's not my story to tell." Regina said simply.
Sophia sighed. "I don't have any friends at school. Everyone thinks I'm a freak because of my magic. I've had some magical accidents. Today I accidently turned all the tacos into gross ham sandwiches. Did grandma tell you not to teach me magic anymore?" Sophia asked.
"Yeah she called. I gotta say kiddo, I think I agree with her. You never had any magical accidents before we started lessons. We should have never started. It's my fault for agreeing to it, maybe if we never did it then you wouldn't be having such a hard time at school." Emma said.
"What? So you're just going to stop teaching me? What if I'm broken forever now? I will be a freak for life!"
"What if teaching you more does more damage and your accidents get bigger?" Emma asked.
Regina stayed silent and went back to cooking. Magic has always been a touchy subject between them, but they had agreed on how they were going to raise their daughter. Due to Regina having a history of losing control, Emma was in charge of magical decisions.
Tears started to roll down Sophia's cheeks. She looked down at the counter. "You never listen to me." She said quietly before she got down off the stool and went upstairs to her room.
Emma was about to follow her when Regina spoke.
"Let her be alone for a while. She's upset and needs to calm down." Regina said reassuringly.
"I just want her to understand where I am coming from." Emma said.
"She will. In time. I was a lot like her when I was young." Regina said.
"Stubborn?" Emma asked with a laugh.
"No." Regina said with a smile. "I never felt like I belonged."
"Yeah, me either. I was always bouncing around from foster home to foster home. I never felt wanted or like I belonged anywhere." Emma said.
"And I had an abusive and controlling mother who practically locked me away before marrying me off." Regina said.
"I know. So, what the heck does our kid have to complain about? She has this great house, a steady family that loves her, and a town full of people who call her 'Princess'" Emma said exasperatedly.
"I have no idea what she wants, but I can tell that she is in search of something." Regina said.
"Do you think she will turn evil from all her powers? She is stronger than both of us. If she ever learns to access her full powers she could take us out easily." Emma said nervously.
"EMMA! How could you even think that? Evil isn't born. It's made. I should know. My mother and Rumple made me into a fine villain."
Emma's eyes widened. "We never talked to her about Rumple!" Emma said as she ran towards the stairs, then bounded up them two at a time. Regina shook her head and followed her.
Emma burst through Sophia's bedroom door.
"What's wrong?" Sophia asked as she set the book that she was reading down.
"Where did you go after school?" Emma demanded.
"To Mr. Gold's shop." Sophia said. When she said it her eyes darted to her backpack. Emma quickly dived for it and opened it up. "HEY that's mine!" Sophia shouted as she grabbed on to her bag, trying to tug it away from Emma.
Regina walked in and watched Emma and Sophia wrestling with the backpack. "Emma. Stop."
"She got something from Gold. I can tell. What did he give you, Sophia?" Emma asked in a warning tone, finally freeing the bag from Sophia's grasp.
"Nothing!" Sophia said as she tried to grab the bag again.
Emma held it out of her reach and unzipped the main zipper. She stuck her hand inside and rummaged through it.
"See. Nothing!" Sophia said.
Then Emma took out Sophia's pencil pouch and unzipped it. There right on top of her markers and pencils was a large, pale, bean. Emma held it up for Regina to see.
"SOPHIA! Did Mr. Gold give this to you?" Regina demanded.
Sophia looked down at her feet.
"Sophia! Answer your mother!" Emma warned.
"yes." Sophia said quietly.
"Why on earth would Mr. Gold give you something like this?" Emma asked.
"I don't know why he gave it to me! He told me to come by his shop. When I got there, he wasn't even there! All that was there was a note with my name on it. And the bean on top." Sophia said.
"What did the note say?" Regina asked.
Sophia reached into her backpack and pulled out a green piece of paper. Regina took it so she and Emma could read it together.
Sophia,
Just in case.
Mr. Gold
"In case what?" Emma asked.
"I don't know!" Sophia said.
"Well, what were you and Mr. Gold talking about in school today?" Regina asked.
"Nothing really. It was just a normal History class. He asked me to come by the shop after our lesson about realms. I don't even know what that thing is!" Sophia said.
"This is a dangerous object that could get you killed!" Emma said as she waved the magic bean around before quickly putting it in the pocket of her jeans.
"I didn't know! I thought it was a pretty rock or something." Sophia said.
"Emma, she didn't know what it was. The person we should be yelling at is Gold." Regina said.
Emma nodded. "You're right! I'm going to go and tell him off right now!"
"No! Please! He is the only person at school who doesn't think I'm a freak!" Sophia begged.
"Sophia, we are your parents. If we think someone is a threat to your safety, we have every right to confront them." Regina explained.
"I won't have anyone at school if you yell at him!" Sophia begged.
"You have your grandmother. She teaches right there too!" Emma said.
Sophia rolled her eyes. "Ha, right."
"What does that mean?" Emma asked.
"She doesn't like me." Sophia said sadly.
"What do you mean she doesn't like you? She loves you! She is your grandmother!" Emma said.
"Sure." Sophia said as she rolled her eyes.
"Alright, enough. It's dinner time." Regina said trying to change the subject. "Henry, Dinner!" Regina yelled so Henry could hear her from his room.
As they sat around the dining room table Regina started to pass the plates of food around.
"What is this?" Sophia asked.
"I'm trying something new. It's meatloaf but without any meat! It's made with spinach, beans, and broccoli!" Regina said excitedly.
"Ew." Sophia said as she pushed the plate away. "I'll just have some mashed potatoes."
"Actually, they aren't mashed potatoes. It's mashed cauliflower! You won't be able to tell the difference!" Regina said.
"What's wrong with potatoes?" Sophia asked.
"This is healthier."
"It's grosser." Sophia said as she pushed her plate away.
"It's this or bed, my little spud." Emma said with a smile.
Sophia rolled her eyes and left the table. When she reached her room, she felt empty. Empty, not just in her stomach, but also in her heart. She walked over to her bay window and sat on the seat. She looked up into the dark sky and saw a mass of stars above. Then an idea came to her. She could make a wish on a star! She quickly closed her eyes and wished with all her might. Sophia wished for the thing that she wanted most of all. She wanted to feel like she belonged.
When she opened her eyes, she looked up at the brightest star she could find in the sky. "Please make my wish come true. Please, please, please! I just want to belong somewhere. I just want someone to understand me!"
Enchanted Forest (Alternate Universe):
The Evil Queen looked away from her mirror to talk to her wife. "Emma, darling. Would you mind helping me with this neckless?" Regina asked as she watched her wife complete one more chin-up.
"Of course, my love." The Dark One said as she jumped down from the door frame and walked over to her wife seated at the vanity.
"Does this match my dress?" Regina asked.
Emma looked in the mirror at the gaudy, red neckless. It sat perched over The Queen's ample bosom, which was accented by the tight corset she was wearing under her elegant dress. The dress was dark red and black, which matched the neckless perfectly. Emma smiled wickedly at her wife through the mirror, she knew Regina only asked so she could get her to look at her chest.
"You look magnificent, your Majesty." Emma said as she moved to the side of Regina and kneeled in front of her dramatically. She then grabbed Regina's hand and kissed it gently, mimicking one of Regina's many groveling subjects.
Regina simply raised her eyebrow at Emma. "Do not mock your Queen."
"Never." Emma said as she stood, only to lean forward into Regina's face and kiss her hard on the mouth.
Regina pulled back and looked annoyed at Emma. She had wanted Emma to pay attention to her, not smear her recently applied lipstick.
Emma grinned again and rubbed her lips on her sleeve to get Regina's lipstick off her pale lips. She then stood and checked her own appearance in the mirror. Her white hair was still perfectly slicked back into a tight bun, but now her arm muscles bulged in her black tank top from her recent workout.
Regina went back to straightening her lipstick when suddenly her mirror began to fill with smoke.
"That's odd. It hasn't done this on it's own since I removed the genie from it years ago." Regina said as she looked closer at it. "Are you doing this?" She asked Emma.
"No." Emma said as he bent down to look closer at it too.
The smoke in the mirror faded and suddenly they were both staring into a bedroom that was covered from walls to floor in the color pink.
"Who's room is this?" Emma asked.
"I'm not sure, but there seems to be a child sitting in the window." Regina pointed out.
"Did she…was she the one who contacted us?" Emma asked, her mouth agape.
"That's impossible. It appears she is from another realm. It would take someone very powerful to do that. Someone on our level of magic. She is just a child."
"Who's child is she?" Emma asked.
"Let's look around her house." Regina suggested as she waved her hand over the mirror. Suddenly they were looking into a dark room.
"I think this is a bathroom." Emma said.
Regina waved her hand again.
"This looks like a dining room." Emma said. "Listen, I hear voices."
"Are those…our voices? Regina asked.
"It sounds like it." Emma said.
Regina and Emma gasped, as they looked into the mirror and saw themselves walking into the dining room.
"It is us!" Emma exclaimed.
"It seems as though we exist in this realm too." Regina said.
"Time must work differently in their realm. They seem much older than us. Look, you have a streak of silver in your hair!" Emma exclaimed. "I like it!"
Regina gave her a sideways glance and roller her eyes. "Look at your pants. Seems like in any realm you like your clothes to be practically painted on!" Regina said with a laugh as she looked down at her Emma's tight, black, leather pants.
Emma wagged her eyebrows at her.
"Alright, enough of that. Let's get back to listening to them, please." Regina said.
They both leaned in closer to the mirror and listened carefully.
"I'm telling you, Sophia just needs some space. We need to stop pressuring her to open up. You can't force a flower to bloom." Regina said as she picked up a plate to bring into the kitchen.
"Well you can't expect a flower to bloom if it's locked away in a room either!" Emma exclaimed.
"Emma, our daughter is just going through a phase. This is a rough age. I remember going through the same thing when Henry was this age!" Regina said.
"They have two kids?" Emma whispered.
"SHHHhhhhh!" Regina hissed.
"That was different! You cursed the entire Enchanted Forest to this world and erased everyone's memory's. Henry found out and reacted as anyone in that situation would." Emma said. "Besides, once you became a hero that all changed. Henry forgave you. What more can I do? I am already a hero!"
"I don't know, Emma." Regina said. "I honestly don't know what she wants."
"I think I am just giving up." Emma said defeated.
"That's not like you." Regina said.
"This child isn't like me, Regina. Henry was so much easier for me to connect with. It just came naturally." Emma said. "Sometimes I wonder what went wrong with Sophia. I'm afraid she is going to turn evil. She is magically stronger than us both together. No one will be safe if she goes dark. I don't think I could live with myself she ever went that way."
Regina waved her hand over the mirror so that they could watch the young girl again.
"Please, please, please. I just want to belong somewhere, I just want someone to understand me." Sophia whispered. "I want parents who love me…for me. My parents want a kid who is less magical, and popular."
"The poor dear." Regina said sympathetically as she watched Sophia cry as she looked up at the starry night sky.
"They have a highly magical daughter and they are just letting her suffer through life without magical guidance?" Emma asked outraged.
"It seems like there are many problems in this family. You know how I have always wanted a child." Regina said with a mischievous grin. "Here we have a highly magical child literally calling out for new mothers."
Emma nodded. "It shouldn't be too hard to get her to stay."
"Then let's open up a portal for her!" Regina said excitedly. She rang a bell and one of their servants hurried into their bedroom.
"Yes, your majesty?" The servant girl asked.
"Go and pick some magic beans from the garden." Regina ordered.
The servant nodded and bowed before she left.
"Let's prepare for our guest!" Regina said enthusiastically.
Mills House:
Sophia's rumbling stomach kept her up for an hour before she finally fell into a restless sleep. She tossed and turned until suddenly her eyes shot open. In her dream she had heard a loud noise that woke her. She closed her eyes again when suddenly she heard a 'BOOM' from down stairs.
"What was that?" Sophia whispered to herself. Slowly she got out of bed and crept into the hall, grabbing her favorite red sweater as she left and zipped it up over her pajamas. No one else in the house seemed to have heard the noise. When she was sure Henry and her mothers were not awake she slowly crept down the stairs. When she reached the foyer, she looked around and saw that the closet door was glowing bright green in the space between the floor and the door. Slowly she opened the door. The light was coming from behind the coats. She quickly pushed them aside and saw a large swirling green vortex that took up the entire closet wall.
"Wow!" Sophia said. She was half-tempted to yell for her mothers and her brother, but a part of her told her this was for her and only her. "This must be a dream!" She whispered to herself as she reached out and tried to touch the green swirls. However, when she reached out the portal began to pull her in. In an instant she was being lifted off her feet and spiraling into the portal. Her lungs compressed, and breathing was almost impossible. She tumbled for what felt like an eternity, but, must have only been a few seconds.
Then as sudden as it had happened, it was over. Sophia found herself thrown from the portal and into a large room. Everything in the room looked like it belonged in a medieval movie, Sophia thought as she slowly got up. The room looked like a library or a study, as the walls were completely covered in bookshelves and a large wooden table sat before a large stone fireplace. Big comfy chairs were placed around the room as well.
Suddenly a familiar voice called from behind her.
"Hello Dear, welcome home!"