Between pulling Excalibur from the stone and realizing that his name was on the blade, Killian Jones basically had one thought running through his head: bloody hell.
Because this was...basically the last thing he wanted. (Minus being killed in a burst of magic, but even then would have been expected, somewhat).
Killian Jones disliked royalty as a general rule. They were pompous asses, the lot of them, corrupt and completely lacking any honor and sending honorable men to retrieve unthinkable poisons. The royal family of Misthaven was different-they had fought together, bled together, hell he fell in love with the princess (as much as Emma disliked being called that) and thought of her son almost like his own. But it didn't change his general annoyance with those who seemed to get everything on a silver platter because they happened to be born into the right family. Whatever respect and value he had, Killian had earned.
But his name was still on the bloody sword.
Emma's eyes kept flicking from Excalibur to him. Her mouth was open and eyes wide in an almost comical expression, but Killian was feeling the furthest possible thing from amusement. The pirate opened his mouth, searching for the right quip, an irreverent comment to assure her that everything was fine. But none were coming, his mind still reeling with what was happening. His eyes flickered from his love to the two other women with them-Belle and Mim. The librarian and the witch were next to each other as always, and while their reactions weren't quite as exaggerated as Emma's, they were obviously no less surprised by the turn of events.
"How-I mean, the last person who..." the brunette trying and failing to piece together a coherent sentence. "Just...how?" She glanced over to her lady love, Madam Mim, the witch with purple hair and the closest thing they had to an expert on Camelot after Arthur had turned out to live up to every bad expectation Killian ever had of royalty. The shape-shifter was continuing to look at him with a single eyebrow raised, her expression probably not that far off if Killian had suddenly started growing a second head.
She glanced over to Belle, then back to him, and gave a small shrug. "Long live the king?" She commented, tone glib.
Bloody Hell.
I have way too many WIP's, seriously...
But Once Upon a Time is an old favorite of mine, and I remember this fan theory floating around during 5A, when a lot of us theorized that Killian was somehow related to Arthur and was the true king of Camelot. (Only to be stabbed in the chest, repeatedly with the whole Dark Hook storyline)
I recently re-discovered my old love for the show, and decided to throw my hat into the ring.
After doing some searching around, I could only find one other story that pursued that idea, so I decided 'what the heck' and went with it.
So, if you have any thoughts/ideas/questions or concerns, comment bellow and let me know!