Zelena's POV
"Limitations?! Well let him look for limitations. If he's capable of putting it together, he'll see that the power of the curse will come from the power of the ingredients that I am using and there is more than enough power in these items to do the deed 10 times over."
"Why hasn't he kissed Emma yet?" I heard the question from the monkey what used to be the Grand Wizard of Oz. I heard it clearly, but I knew that anyone else hearing us heard only the squeaking grunts of the animal I had transformed him into.
"Because unlike you, he is a man with some self control." I angrily spat back. "Can't you see how it tortures him every time he is with her? How he focuses on those pretty pink lips before turning away in a grimace? Thinking about it makes me laugh, it was almost worth letting him live in the delusion that he can ignore the curse. He'll fail. All men always do."
I patted the monkey's confused head and I recalled the instance in the coffee shop. Emma obviously happy and flirty while Hook couldn't even share the joy, too wrapped up in his own little hell. No one could stop me now. I had already won. All I needed now was for the brat to be born. The last ingredient.
"Tell me – what else is that bookworm, Belle, up to?"
