A/N: Hi guys, I started writing again. I had a beautiful idea to write, so here it is.. I hope you guys like it, it's a quite short chapter, so the next one will be longer, I promise! Do not forget to leave a review so I know what you think of it.

WARNING FOR VIOLENCE


"Let me go!" I yelled while I tried to get out of the grip of the two soldiers.

They started laughing. "Well well, looks like our little thief is a bit of a fighter. Let's see how much you're fighting when you get tortured and executed", and by these words, they dragged me forward. I didn't want to give in that easily so I decided to be a death weighed to them, "Just walk, you stupid girl", the man on my right said.

"And what do we have here?" a cocky voice sounded in my ears. The guards let me fall face forward to the ground and I had just enough time to place my hands so I wouldn't hurt myself too much. I turned around and saw the two guards kneeling beside me with their head bowed. I looked up and saw the most gorgeous woman I ever saw and I couldn't keep my eyes of her.

"Bow your head, you unrespectful thief", one of the guards commanded me and forced my head to the ground.

"What did you plan to do with her?", the woman asked, I felt her eyes burning on my skin, asking myself if it was magic I felt or just her gaze travelling over my body.

"She stole from the royal carriage, so we thought it was the right thing to do to lock her up in the royal dungeon for the night, let her be tortured by tomorrow and be executed at noon, you Majesty", the other guard said. Your majesty? This woman is the Evil Queen?

"You can't do that! I have a family to live for, they need me, they will die if they don't have me!" I started to yell. Well, one thing wasn't lied: I had a family, but they didn't care about me. They hadn't noticed if I was gone, they wouldn't notice if I got executed in front of their eyes. They wouldn't care and that hurt me. I wouldn't mind to die, but if I do so, I want to die as the person I am and not as 'just another soul tortured by the Queen to make a statement'.

"Silent!" a stomp in my stomach made me collapse on the ground again, coughing and gasping for air. A second kick followed, just as a third and a fourth one.

"Stop it, if you continue to kick this girl, I will crunch your heart in front of you eyes in a split second, you understand?" the Queen said, "I have another idea for her." she walked up to me and I tried to make myself as small as possible so she couldn't hurt me. "I won't hurt you, dear", she said as she had read my thoughts, "Can you stand up? It won't be long." I tried to stand up, I felt my rib-cage hurt and I knew I could have broken a rib or two. When I was finally at my feet, she took my hands in hers and in no time, I saw smoke disappearing and we were in her bed chambers.

I couldn't believe my eyes, I didn't know where to look first, but my injuries reminded me I had to sit down again.

"Tell me your name", the voice of the woman commanded me.

"Swan. Emma Swan", I replied, searching for her in the room.

There she was, looking in the mirror. "And how old are you?"

"I'm seventeen, you Majesty, but I'll be eighteen in less than a month." I replied again.

"You're still underage, what were you doing in the forest alone? It's not safe for a girl to be alone there. Aren't your parents worried?" She looked at me through her mirror, and I felt her gaze digging in my soul. There was no reason to lie.

"My parents are dead to me. They don't care, they never did", I said softly. My voice not louder than a whisper.

"Alright, Emma, I want to make a deal with you", the Queen started, "I want you to stay in the castle with me. I want you to entertain me, to make me feel good. As long as you can do that you'll be safe. Can you manage that?" she asked.

"I … I think I can…", I said hesitant.

"Good, there are a few rules tho. If you ever try to get me off my throne, You'll be dead in a second. If you ever disobey me, you will be punished immediately. And if I ever found out you are planning to do one of those things, I guess you can guess what will happen to you."

"I have some ideas, yes", I said, my voice a bit harsher. She looked at me as she is piercing my soul. It made me shiver.

"As you understand the conditions, I have to ask you one last thing: what is your experience in bed?"