Regina tucked Olivia into bed and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Good night, sweetheart," she said before turning out the light. Olivia's nightlight cast a warm glow over the room, and the little girl snuggled beneath her blankets, hugging a teddy bear. She smiled at her mom as she lingered just a moment longer.

"Sweet dreams," Regina finally said as she stood to leave the room.

Shutting the door quietly behind her, she walked past Henry's room, where he was typing away at the computer, the way that he did almost every night. Roland's door hung open, revealing an empty bedroom; he had gone over at a friend's house for his very first sleepover, with a big excited grin on his face. Making her way downstairs, Regina joined Robin in the living room. As she sat down beside him, he caught her lips in a kiss, and she let herself melt in his embrace. She inhaled deeply as they came up to breathe. He still smelled like forest, but the forest had never smelled better to her. She smiled and let her head rest against his shoulder.

"You seem happy," he commented, smiling at her.

She shrugged, but her smile deepened. "It's been a good day."

She didn't need to say that just being here, with her soul mate and three beautiful children who she loved with all her heart, in this town, in this flawed yet wonderful life she had made for herself, gave her more than enough to smile about. She knew that he knew.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you, too."

He kissed her again, passionate but gentle at the same time. They stayed that way for a long time, savoring every moment of it, neither one of them wanting to let go. They had to breathe eventually, but they didn't let go of each other for one second. What they had wasn't new anymore, but Regina still sometimes woke up completely unable to believe he was there beside her, and still craved his touch like it was water and she was dying of thirst. She still had those moments of thinking that she didn't deserve this. But those moments were fewer and farther between now.

"Shall I pour us something to drink?" Robin asked. "Wine?"

Regina nodded in agreement, with a nostalgic smile on her face. Wine. Just like they had drank that day by the fireplace, on one of their very first dates. They clinked their glasses together and she took a sip, savoring the taste, not to mention the memories it brought back. After a few minutes of contented silence, he opened his mouth to speak again.

"There's something I've been meaning to ask you," he said.

Regina raised an eyebrow and waited for him to continue.

"I know you might say no. But how would you feel about getting married?"

Regina tilted her head and considered his question.

"Hypothetically?"

He shrugged.

"After my marriage to the king, I never thought I'd even consider it again."

"I understand," said Robin, looking a bit disappointed but clearly trying to hide it. "That's completely fine."

"But that was before I met you," she continued. "These past seven years have been some of the happiest of my life, and I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

His eyes lit up. "So does that mean …?"

She nodded. "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you."

He didn't have a ring. He must have thought she would say no, or at least wanted to give her the chance to, without using an expensive diamond to pressure her. But that was okay. They could pick one out together, later. For now, she was here with him, and that was all that mattered.