Eliza is helping Snow put her dress on in the back room while David is getting his hair cut and his boots polished in the front.
"I need to apologize," Eliza says.
"Whatever for?" Snow asks.
"My Horace informed me that you and David might be on a mission, only pretending to be a couple, and I said so many things to you yesterday, I did not mean to embarrass you," Eliza explains.
"Serves me right for lying to you," Snow replies.
"No, it's not a lie if you are on a special mission, is it? It's a necessary cover story. I know how this works" Eliza says and Snow looks at her and smiles.
"You are too nice Eliza," she replies. "I'm still sorry I lied to you."
"No, don't be sorry, it's just that you guys are so perfect together. You are not together now, but maybe you could be? I mean he is so nice...-"
Snow nods. "He is...-" she replies with a sad smile.
"Well, why don't you go get him then then? If he is shy you can always make the first move...I actually proposed to Horace if you can believe that" Eliza smiles.
"Oh, that I believe," Snow replies, "Listen, he is helping me on my mission while looking for his wife..."
"He is looking for his wife?" Eliza asks. "Oh the poor dear. I didn't realize. Alright. Let me look at you. You look incredible. It would be nice if you had some jewelry to dress it up a bit. Do you have anything?" she asks.
"I don't. Wait a minute, I do have something. I have a ring," Snow remembers. "Hold on," she says and she reaches for their bag. Somewhere on the bottom of their bag, in a cloth where she wrapped it, Snow finds her ring and she puts it on her finger.
"What a beautiful ring, what kind of rock is this?" Eliza asks.
"I don't remember what it's called." Snow replies.
"Listen Mary Margaret," Eliza changes the subject "if you are working against Regina you must be very careful. You have no idea what she is capable of."
"I've seen some of her work," Snow replies.
"We used to live in the Northern kingdom," Eliza explains, "my Horace was out of town when Regina showed up in our village. Someone upset her, I don't remember who, when she snapped her fingers and every person in the village square dropped dead. I was the only one that survived but I felt a sharp pain here," she says and points at her stomach."I miscarried that night and I haven't been able to get pregnant since. And it's such a shame because my Horace would have been such a wonderful father. So you see, if anyone is standing up to the Queen, I am going to do whatever it takes to help them, do you understand?"
Snow nods, her eyes filled with tears then, she hugs Eliza tight.
"I am so sorry to hear about what happened to you," she says.
Eliza wipes her eyes and smiles.
"Well, enough crying now, we have a ball to get to, don't we?"

Horace clears his throat as he helps David put his jacket on. Eliza has no idea that her voice carries and that David can pretty much hear everything that Snow and Eliza are discussing.
"The carriage is waiting for you outside. We have paid the coachman for the whole night so you when you are done with the ball you can get him to drop you off wherever you like. We picked Ben's carriage because he likes to drink. Once he drops you off, he will go straight to the tavern and when he's done drinking he will not remember who you were or where he just took you, so you do not have to worry about him remembering anything. I will put your regular clothes and your bag on the carriage right now. Oh, I almost forgot, here is the invitation for the ball."
"I can't thank you enough ," David replies, and Horace nods.
"We live in perilous times," he says, "we need to help each other. If there is ever anything else I can do for you, you let me know," and then he whispers,"the Queen's army is at your service."

Eliza is putting the final touches on Snow's look. She puts a few small white flowers on her hair.
"Snowbells!" she says. "They say that Snow White herself had snowbells on her hair on her wedding day. She was my favorite of all the royals in all the kingdoms," Eliza explains.
"Really?" Snow asks."Did you ever get to meet her?"
"No, she rose into power years after I escaped the Northern kingdom."
"What was she like?" Snow actually needs to know.
"She was kind and generous, tough and brave, she spent years hiding from Regina in the Enchanted Forest. That's where she met James. They had a complicated love story, then defeated Regina, or the Evil Queen as we used to call her back then, and they got married. That year every bride that walked into my store asked for a wedding dress that would look like Snow White's and they asked for snowbells in their hair. They don't do that any more. People are beginning to forget. There are some women that came in recently and asked me for gowns that looked like Regina's if you can believe that. I said no, not in my store. If you want to dress like the Evil Queen you take your business elsewhere."
"She does have some very impressive gowns," Snow comments.
"Its' not about the dress, Mary Margaret, it'a about what is in your heart, and Regina's heart is filled with darkness. What good is a beautiful gown if you are going to wear it on your killing spree?"
"She doesn't do that anymore, does she?" Snow asks.
"No, she doesn't. Ever since the memory curse she 's changed her tune, she wants everybody to call her Regina the Queen, and she goes around being charitable. She might have her kingdom fooled, but we remember," Eliza says placing her hand on her stomach. "How could we forget?"

Snow is finally ready. She glances at her dress and walks to the front room ready to face David. She looks so beautiful in her simple white gown, her hair pulled up in a loose bun and a single stray curl brushing against her cheek. David is prepared for her this time. He smiles and says "you look..-"
"Yeah," she is quick to interrupt, "you do too." He looks even taller, and more handsome than usual, dressed in his dark blue jacket and leather pants. They glance shyly at each other and she lets out a small laugh while he reaches and touches the flowers in her hair.
"I like the snowbells. Those are snowbells, right?' he asks.
She smiles and nods.
"Are you ready?" he asks and offers his arm.
She puts her hand around his arm and takes a deep breath. "No, not really, but let's go anyway," she replies. He smiles.
Eliza feels like grabbing them, locking them in the back room until they actually admit their feelings to one another. She makes a face at Horace who glares at her. They are on a mission, his eyes say. The mission is more important.
"But Horace," she whispers," can't you see that they belong together?"
He glares at her again and then he coughs.
"Oh, my," Eliza says. "We almost forgot the masks. Shall we put them on now, or would you like to put them on each other in the carriage once you get there?"
Horace rolls his eyes at his wife's obvious ploy.
"Are they hard to put on?" Snow asks. Eliza hands her the masks. "That's fine, we got it." Snow replies and Eliza flashes a triumphant smile.
"Goodbye Mary Margaret," she says and Snow hugs her again.
"Careful, you will wrinkle your dress," Eliza laughs but Snow doesn't care at all. David shakes Horace's hand.
"Thank you again for everything," he says and hands Horace a small pouch with the fifteen coins they agreed on.
"Keep your money," Horace replies. "This one is on the Queen's army."
"We couldn't possibly..." David tries to argue.
Horace, looks at him and says "Would you deny this old man a chance to fight the Evil Queen?"
Snow leans in and kisses Horace on the cheek and says "Thank you so much Horace," and David smiles when he thinks that Horace would probably pass out if he knew that he got kiss from the real actual Snow White.

Snow and David are riding in their carriage. Snow is thinking how she is getting closer to her daughter and she feels her hands shaking.
"How are you feeling?" she asks David.
"A little nervous, how are you?"
"Like I'm going to pass out," she replies.
"Just think, according to Purple you outrank every single royal in that ballroom. They should be honored to have you crash their ball," he smiles.
She shakes her head and smiles. "Let's put on the masks."
His is a simple black mask and hers is made out of beautiful white lace. She turns her back on him so he can tie on her mask. He holds his breath and stands perfectly still because he wants to kiss her neck so badly. She turns around and looks at him. You look breathtaking, he thinks, but out loud he says " I don't believe we've met before..." and she throws her head back and laughs.
She adjust his mask and she has to resist brushing her fingers through his hair so instead she complains "can't you stand still even for a minute?" He smiles, shakes his head no and and Snow giggles.
You look incredibly handsome she thinks, but out loud she says "you sir, look very mysterious."
"That's surprisingly easy to accomplish when you have no memories," he replies and she laughs again.
The carriage stops, and Ben opens the carriage door. David walks out first, then he turns and offers his hand to Snow helping her step out of the carriage. Several servants walk up to the to see if they need any assistance, some of them holding lanterns to light their path. They are standing in front of a large marble staircase lighted by hundreds of lanterns. Masked royals and noblemen are walking up to the palace, while a beautiful waltz can be heard all the way outside.
Snow looks up at Midas' palace and feels so small, so insignificant, she wants to lift up her skirts and run back to the forest. She could be sitting with David by the fire in front of their tree stump instead of attending this ball.
David offers his arm and says "Are you ready?"

They walk up the great marble staircase and Snow feels like this is too much, just too many people, too many lights. She must have been a princess once, totally comfortable in the lights and the glamour of a royal ball, dancing and laughing and enjoying herself, but she is not that person anymore. She doesn't even remember being that person. She glances at David, who seems to be handling this fine. They walk inside the main hall and on their right there is a man who is wearing golden royal robes and a crown sitting on a throne. He looks at them carefully, as they walk in.
"This must be Midas," David says quietly. To their surprise Midas gets off his throne, steps down and walks up to them. He extends his gloved hand to David.
Snow curtsies, David bows but the King touches David's shoulder and says "Welcome to my kingdom son, it's good to see you again. Enjoy yourselves."
As they walk away Snow asks "What just happened?"
David looks at her and he seems just as confused as she is. He looks at King Midas who is back on the throne now approached by a tall blond woman who stares at David's direction and whispers in the King's ear. The King nods and touches the woman reassuringly on her arm.
David and Snow slowly make their way to the dance floor. There is something so elegant about the simplicity of her white gown, and her beautiful masked face compared to everyone else's elaborate colorful costumes that people pause and turn to watch her and her handsome escort as they walk by.
David wonders if anyone actually recognizes her.
Snow's hand finds its way to David's and she is squeezing his fingers really tight.
"Is everything alright?" he asks.
"There are too many people," she whispers. "Too many of them. People are staring at me, maybe my dress is not quite right."
David turns to look at her, astonishment written all over his face. Does she really not know why everybody is staring at her? Then a realization hits him.
"Snow," he says quietly, "when was the last time you looked at yourself in the mirror?"
"I don't like mirrors. The Queen can see right through them, so probably years ago."
David looks at her, a smile she can't quite decipher on his face and then he says "Then I should tell you that you are incredibly beautiful. Everyone is looking at you because you are the most beautiful woman in the room. You are the most beautiful woman in any room. There is nothing wrong with your dress."
She looks at him eyes wide open.
"Should I go get you a drink?" he asks.
"No, no, stay. Don't go anywhere," she says and she squeezes his hand again.
"Alright, I'm not going," he smiles. "Why would I leave when I get to escort the fairest of them all?"
She tries to smile but she still looks tense and uncomfortable. A handsome man in an elaborate costume walks up to them and bows in front of Snow.
"Would you do me the honor of this dance ?" he asks.
Snow looks at him frozen. She knows she has to say something but she can't quite think of the right words.
"I'm sorry," David intervenes, "her first dance is spoken for."
The man bows again and walks away.
"Thank you," she whispers."I keep thinking that any one of these men could be James and it's totally freaking me out."
"Don't think about it," he replies"If he was here he would have come talked to you already."
"I'm wearing a mask."
"It would take more than a little mask to keep him from recognizing you," he replies.
"What if he is the guy that asked me for a dance?"
"Trust me, he wouldn't just ask for a dance."
"What would he say?" Snow wants to know.
David pauses to look at her. "He'd say something like 'Where have you been Snow White? I've been looking everywhere for you. Not a day went by that I didn't think about you.' "
Snow looks at him and for a moment she forgets where they were or what they are here for.
"Is that what you are saying?" she asks quietly. "When you find her?"
David just looks at her and doesn't reply.
"David, will you stay?" she asks. "Will you stay even if he shows up? Just like you did with Philip?"
"Of course," he replies. "Tell you what, I won't go until you give me my leave, your highness," he smiles and takes a bow."Now, may I have this dance?"
She curtsies and lets him lead her to the dance floor.
He pulls her close, positions his hand on her back, she places her hand in his and that's when his eye catches her ring.
"This ring," he says and pauses to look at her, "Where did you get it?"
"Beautiful isn't it?" she smiles."I can't remember. I don't even know what this stone is called.."
"It's a peridot," he states simply.
"That's right," she smiles,"I think I used to know that."

He looks at her hand and the ring and the sight of it is so familiar. Dark hair, green eyes, she talks to birds, calls me Charming, and wears my ring, her name sounds like rain" The coincidences are far too many to ignore. A peridot is a poor man's stone. Why does she have a peridot ring if she's married to a prince? He looks at her, eyes filled with hope again, and he doesn't notice that the music started playing, so he doesn't move.
"Is everything alright?" she asks.
"What?" he asks."Oh, sorry," he says and he takes a step forward and turns her around. They dance beautiful together, a real harmony in the way they follow each other's cues, almost as if they spent hours practicing or if they've been to several balls together in their forgotten past. She was so tense when they started, so many more people than she is used to, but now she is relaxed, smiling back at him, enjoying every time he pulls up her hand and twirls her around. She reaches for his hand and leans even closer and he can feel her hair brushing against his cheek and all this closeness is making him feel all happy, dizzy and lightheaded at the same time. He puts his arm around her waist, he pulls her closer and lifts her while he turns around and for a moment the ballroom is a blur, nothing matters just Snow and David alone in their own magical world. It feels so good to have him near her she puts her arms on his shoulders and closes here eyes.
The music stops. Her feet are back on the ground. Everything is back to normal. David is still married. And Snow is missing Emma more than ever before.
"There are so many people," she says, "how are we even going to figure out who might have Emma?" she asks.
"We'll stay late if we have to. If no one recognizes you, then we'll ask Midas for an audience, he seems really nice" he replies reassuringly.
The next dance is one of those complicated royal affairs where everyone takes a few steps then changes several dance partners. They both seem to know the steps, so Snow finds herself dancing with several well dressed courteous men, and yet every time that it's David's turn to dance with her she can feel her heart skip a beat. Step, step, step, twirl, step, step, step, there he is again. She feels so happy and so relieved every time their hands touch and they take their three steps together. She smiles and looks so radiant that several people stand at the sidelines just to watch them dance briefly together then walk away from each other again and again.

She has no idea what the next dance is called but it's a couples' dance. David looks at her questioningly. She smiles and nods and he is quick to get in position and interlace his fingers with hers.
"Are you ready?" he asks.
She smiles. They are doing quite well, following along with the complicated footwork. Snow misses a step and she bumps in to him and she laughs.
"Let's try this again," he smiles and they start over, doing much better the second time around.
"Ready?" he asks and she wants to say no but she nods instead and he places his hand on her back and he dips her. She closes her eyes and she has this most exhilarating feeling of adrenaline and trust, she knows he's never going to let her fall. He pulls her up and she smiles, she draws him closer, her heart beating so fast. Once again she is forgetting there are other people in the room, it's just Snow and David in a never ending game of adventure and faith, when someone taps Snow on the shoulder and interrupts them.
"May I cut in?"
They turn around to see a beautiful tall blond woman in a blue gown and a very intricate mask, the one who was talking to Midas earlier, looking at David intently. Snow frowns. She doesn't remember much about formal dances and balls but she does remember that it is usually the men that cut in, not the other way around.

"Of course" she replies and takes a step backwards.
The blond woman is quick to take her place in David's arms. His eyes follow Snow as she slowly makes her way off the dance floor alone.
"She is going to be fine," the blond says and shakes her head."Now tell me James what on earth are you doing here?"
David pauses and looks at the blond woman his heart beating wildly.
"What did you just call me?" he asks, his voice barely audible.
"Don't stop dancing," she hisses, "keep dancing, come on."
"What did you call me?" he asks again, this time just a little bit louder.
"I called you James, what am I supposed to call you? You don't seriously expect me to call you Charming do you?" she replies."Because my husband, would frown on that."
David pauses again. He looks around for Snow. She should be part of this conversation.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you," the blond says and then she rolls her eyes."Don't stop dancing. You used to be able to carry a full blown argument and never miss a step when we danced, what is the matter with you James?" she asks.
He shakes his head. The blond grabs his hand and leads him off the dance floor to a corner behind a heavy curtain.
"How badly did Regina scramble your brains?" she asks quietly.
"I...just tell me everything you know. Start at the beginning. Who are you?"
"I am Abigail, King Midas is my father. Your name is James. King George is your father. We were engaged to be married when you met and fell in love with Snow White. You and Snow joined forces and waged a war against Regina and George and won. Does any of this ring a bell?" she asks.
"Yes, sort of, don't stop, what happened next?" he asks.
"Regina vowed revenge and she made good on her promise when she took your memories away along with the memories of pretty much everybody in both your kingdoms. It is not a perfect spell by any means. A lot of people remember, a lot are having dreams with repressed memories, but that's not what is important right now. What is important is that you promised that you would stay away from my castle if I took your daughter in, a promise you have now broken."
"Wait, my daughter? My daughter?" David asks and he feels as though he might pass out. The room around him is spinning. "Emma is my daughter?"
"Why, do you have reasons to suspect otherwise? Whose daughter could she be? Snow White was madly in love with you so yes, Emma is definitely your daughter. Besides, she looks just like you," Abigail frowns.
"Where is she? Where is Emma?" he asks.
It's Abigail's turn to pause.
"Wait, Snow should be here for this. Let me go get her," he adds.
"Absolutely not." Abigail interrupts,"I am not having a conversation with Snow White and James in my father's castle. Regina has eyes and ears everywhere. You cannot do this to me."
"Fine, let us take Emma back and we'll be out of here in no time."
Abigail pauses and looks at David. She places her hand on his arm.
"She is no longer here James."
"What?" he asks."Where is she?"
"Regina was getting very suspicious. She kept appearing in the castle, asking questions. We kept telling her that Emma is my niece but she didn't seem to believe it. Someone must have tipped her off. So we sent her away two months ago, along with Granny and Red."
"Sent her where? Who is Granny and Red?"
"I don't know where. Granny insisted that we let them go without knowing their destination, so if the Queen ever decided to question us or even torture us Emma's location would be safe."
David's heart sinks. They were so close. What is he going to tell Snow?
"Do you remember Granny and Red?" Abigail asks.
David shakes his head.
"They were two of your most trusted friends and confidants, part of your royal council. They will die before they let anything happen to Emma, I can promise you that."
David nods.
"That's all I know. I've told you everything. You have to leave now. You have to assume that the Queen already knows your location. Are you listening to me James? Stay here, I'll be right back."
Abigail disappears and David is left leaning against the wall.
He is James married to Snow White after all. This revelation should have filled him with unspeakable joy but instead he feels pain and dread. Emma is his daughter, yet somehow he managed to completely forget about her existence. Has a father ever failed a child as badly as he failed his? he wonders. Snow is his wife, his beautiful precious wife, and now it is up to him to inform her that Emma is no longer in Midas' castle. In fact there is no way to find out where Emma is. His wife is going to be devastated. His eyes are welling up with tears. He is a father, he thinks. He is Emma's father! He's been looking for his own daughter all along.

"Here you go," Abigail shows up behind the curtain with a drink, "now don't forget your promise," she tells David.
"Wait!" David says. "Don't leave yet."
"What do you need James?" Abigail asks tapping her foot on the ground.
"What is she like? Emma, what is she like? Is she happy?"
Abigail's expression softens, and she places her hand on David's arm. "She is a beautiful, precious little girl. We all love her so much. She is two years old now, she likes songs and stories, she can be quite feisty at times but she is generally sweet and very loving. Her nanny kept telling her stories of Snow White and Prince Charming as a way to keep you guys connected. She doesn't have a lot of words yet, but I do believe she was happy here. And David, her nanny says that she had nightmares sometimes. I heard of people from your kingdom that have nightmares since Regina's memory curse which makes me think that maybe somewhere in the back of her mind she remembers you..."
David is listening to every word, trying to memorize it so he can tell Snow later.
"Well, I'm going to go," Abigail says. "You need to go right away. You should assume that Regina is already on her way."
"Wait, can you get the nanny to talk to Snow?" David asks.
"Maybe. I'll send you a message." Abigail glances at Snow's direction. Snow just turned down two more guys who asked her for a dance.
"She is not herself is she?" she says without really expecting a response. "Take care James."
David grabs her hand as she tries to get away.
"Thank you!" he says and that's when he notices that Abigail's eyes are filed with tears.
"We are even now. You saved my Frederick and I kept your Emma safe for as long as I could," she replies. "We really love her you know," she says, her voice cracked. "The day she left, there wasn't a dry eye in the whole castle! We weren't ready to let her go. When you find her you tell her that Auntie Abby and Uncle Freddie love her so much" and with that she pulls her hand back and walks away because she doesn't want him to be there when she bursts into tears.

Snow has been alone in the Ballroom for nearly twenty minutes. She keeps turning down several dance offers but the masked men are relentless, they keep on coming and she is once again fighting the urge to lift up her skirt and run out of the castle. Where is David, she wonders. He is no longer dancing with the blonde woman. Where did he go? She knows that he wouldn't leave without her but that doesn't stop the little voice inside her head that whispers , you know in the end you are going to end up all alone. She decides that she is going to stay calm and walk around the room slowly. There are so many people in this ballroom maybe he's somewhere in the back. She slowly walks around, turning down a few more dance invitations but he is just not there. She takes a few deep breaths and tries to stay calm. How long before he tires of her need for him and walks away, she wonders. He has a wife out there somewhere. She can't forget that. Her eye catches his sleeve, and she feels so relieved. She is so happy to have finally found him she doesn't give herself a chance to wonder why he seems to be hiding at the corner behind the golden curtain.
She sneaks behind the curtain and asks "Where have you been David? I've been looking everywhere for you!" He looks at her beautiful face, her smile, her eyes filled with hope and love and he thinks '"here she is." He's finally found her. He doesn't know what to say next. He looks at the drink in his hand and he offers it to her. She shakes her head. He drinks up the whole thing.
"David what's wrong?"
He shakes his head. "Do you trust me?" he asks and he looks at her feeling as if everything hinges on what her next reply will be.
"With my life," she replies without any hesitation and then she adds quietly "with my daughter's life..."
He looks at this beautiful woman who only remembers knowing him for a few days, who already trusts him with the life of her missing child and he feels unworthy of the faith she is showing in him. Irregardless of what he is feeling he must act fast. "Let's go then, we are not safe here," he replies.
He reaches for her hand and leads her out of the ballroom, out of the big lighted hallway, down the marble staircase outside of Midas'golden palace. The servants rush to light their path and their carriage arrives. They climb inside and when the carriage drives away David takes off his mask and his shoulders shag. Snow looks at him. He looks so defeated.
"Emma wasn't there was she?" she asks quietly.
He shakes his head and for the first time she looks at his eyes and she sees more than kindness and compassion in them. His pain for failing to find Emma seem to match her own. As broken as she is feeling she can't handle him being this devastated. She has to make him feel better. She reaches for his hand and he doesn't pull back. She leans her head on his shoulder and says quietly "David, whatever she said to you that has you all upset, you are not alone. You don't have to deal with this alone."
He listens to the concern and kindness in her voice and he remembers the night she was feverish and talking to the father of her child, how he wondered who the lucky man was, the man that she talked to so lovingly. And now its him she is talking to, its him she's comforting, its him she's concerned for. And while he's not really sure he deserves this kind of love he is definitely not going to push her away. He puts his arm on her shoulders and he pulls her in closer, his other hand stroking her hair. It is such a relief to be able to hold her without the intense guilt that he might be forgetting his wife.
"Snow," he says and his voice catches, "let's get as far away from here as possible and I'll tell you everything."


Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to review. Your opinions are so helpful. So go ahead review, yell, argue, talk to me!

BooksinMyDreams chapter 6 Oh I loved this chapter. They are so close to kissing I can practically feel it.
I think you are onto something. :)

barattajennifer chapter 6 Great chapter and after the ball
thank you-after the ball coming up next- stick around!

Austenphile chapter 6 I really look forward to these updates. I love this story so much. This chapter had it all romance, intrigue, humor, and angst. Poor Snow and Charming being so jealous of themselves and so clueless. It's all been spelled out for them and they still don't realize.
I know right? It's all there but they don't see it. In their defense David's backstory is complicated so the dots are harder to connect.

Guest chapter 6 My poor heart. The tailor scene with Eliza was so cute. "My wife is very suspicious" "Well you're afraid of birds". I didn't expect the Horace the secret knight plot and his wrong opinion about Snow. It was amazing to see the meeting but I also feel for Snow that pressure of how her people needs her and her unknown husband. The really tragic thing is that they are trying to ignore their love because they love each other so much it's like a never ending circle of pain. I'm intruiged what's about to happen at the dance if we might get some more flirty moments. I'm sure at this point someone can tell David that if he goes right he will find his "Wife" but he can never see Snow again I'm certain that he will stay.
It is a circle of pain, what an excellent point! And poor Snow, so freaked out by this strange James person...Even just the name James sounds so formal and imposing.

Guest chapter 6 This is wonderful. The Snowing realizing they are hopelessly in love but still ignorant of their identities. Love the Queen's army. This is how many resistance movements began. Inspiration may stem from a person but the ideals take hold.
Yes and sometimes when you meet the person that inspired the movement you are underwhelmed because they do not leave up to the myth-Not in our case though, Snow is awesome, no matter what Horace may say. :)

Guest chapter 6 This is such a good complex story. I'm so blown away by every chapter. I'm genuinely excited for every update and the fact that it's so thought out and you write snowing so well. I could actually see their characters acting like this.
Thank you so much. :)

mry23 chapter 6 Such an amazing chapter and so funny. I love the tailor scene and I'm intrigued by the Queen's army I hope we get to see more of that. Poor Snowing so confused and so in love, I'm excited for the ball. I'm here for more flirty angst moments with humor. Them hearing about Snow and James must be tough. Also did King George's memories get wiped too? He has no memory of James/David? Again loved it and I'm so excited for more!
I think that Regina placed David under George without George remembering or knowing David's significance. So George made his life difficult based on gut feeling since intense emotions seem to transcend Regina's memory curse.

SecretLoveCara chapter 1 Oh, I'm excited for this. I have read all your others and loved them. I really love this idea. The thought of a curse that doesn't take them anywhere is genius! Hopfully Emma didn't go to a land without magic! I shall continue to read, just wanted to review real quick!

SecretLoveCara chapter 2 Oh, I love a fist Snow also!

Thank you so much. It's impossible not to love feisty Snow!

SecretLoveCara chapter 6 . Aw, they love eachother thinking they are married to someone else. I can't believe that they didn't get they were together from Blue. I look forward to reading about them at the ball. I hope that will bring g them together. Then when they remember who they are they can know they fell for eachother all over again. So wonderful.
Getting there :)