The week went by in a rush and life happened, but here is chapter ten, finally! I'm very sorry for the delay, but I hope you still enjoy the chapter. There's some crack and weird humor in here, so be aware.

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They'd questioned him for hours. Interrogated and closely watched him while he answered - it didn't work out. Robin didn't crack a single second, he was used to lying due to his thieving ways. His motivations had always been enough for him, and this time was certainly no exception. Robin didn't exactly admire the way the prince and his court carried themselves. After mocking him for several moments, they'd tried to plead with him, time and time again.

"Regina has been a terrible queen, how could you possibly stand by and watch everything happen?"

Robin felt empty. He didn't feel anything at that moment, he gathered it was because of all the horrid questions. They made his "wife" look like a monster. He couldn't deny it to himself that maybe one day she'd been portraying herself like a monster, but she wasn't. Regina was misunderstood. They had a connection from the first second they'd laid eyes on each other. It definitely hadn't been love at first sight, though.

Regina had been an annoying, bold and audacious queen. He, himself, had been quite cocky and judgmental. After just a few hours, however, he'd finally seen her. Regina Mills, the woman behind the queen. Behind the monster, behind her mask. He had witnessed her saving his own flesh and blood. He'd witnessed her going into that castle and nearly ending herself. She had a heart, maybe not the purest in the land, but she was still only human.

As Phillip had tried to tell him that he was out of his mind for even trying to convince the entire realm about their story, once more, he exhaled deeply and looked the bastard right in the eye. "My apologizes, prince Phillip. I can't help but wonder about something."

"Yes?" Phillip stopped and bit his tongue. Robin shrugged and sat up straight in his chair - it was quite comfortable actually. The room they had placed him in looked like a small dining room of some sorts. He nearly admired the castle, to be truthful.

"Have you ever been in love, your highness?" Robin found himself asking whilst the prince cleared his throat and eyed him closely, just like he'd done at times before.

"I am married, I think it would be inappropriate to make other assumptions," the royal replied and his face changed completely. Robin's mockery didn't seem to amuse him, but the thief didn't feel like bowing down. He wasn't afraid of some snobby prince.

"And so am I," Robin chimed in and put on a charming smile, folding his arms on the table, "My family comes first. My wife comes first, and not out of honor. She comes first because I love her. I would do about anything for her, and you're certainly not mistaken when you presume I'd lie for her."

"Is this your testimony?" Phillip choked back a laugh, Robin's smile didn't fade at the prince's comment. He couldn't force himself to care.

"Yes. The thing about love - I won't let her make the same mistakes twice. She gained hardly anything good, only sadness. You and I both know she did terrible things and what-not, back then. I will not let her become the person she once was, because I love her."

He meant that. Regina had become important to him, and there was no denying he'd seen regret in her eyes. She wasn't alone anymore, and he wanted to help her through it all. She was a woman in pain, it was that simple.

"I have watched her change. Everyone have watched her redeem herself over the past decades. She is no monster. She's a woman, she is human. Right now, looking at a couple of morons who cannot see the actual problem, it makes me question who the real monster is," he finished and Phillip pressed his lips together in anger.

"We are officially done here," he announced and stood up from the chair, pushing it back. It made a terrible sound linger in Robin's ears. The stare that was targeted at Phillip didn't falter, he didn't blink. He kept himself from smirking over the inner victory. Finally.

...

They had come back to talk to her multiple times after the first, it didn't scare her on the outside. It did scare her on the inside, though. Her tough expressions and remarks didn't decrease. Quite the opposite. As time went by with the same, old questions, she felt bored and unsure of what their intentions really were.

Had Robin - or someone else broken and told the truth? Luckily the men, and somewhat Phillip, seemed to believe her after hours and hours of telling the same story hundreds of times. They didn't want to believe her or her story, but they did. She saw the hatred and fear in their eyes. They had pushed her past the limit and interrogated her for longer than necessary, but they looked as if they were on the edge to giving up at this point.

"I'm going to ask very simple questions from now on, things a married couple would be able to answer," one of the snobs said from the back, and Phillip smirked. Regina almost gulped, damn. The cold feeling crept up her back, she was just going to have to go with all of this.

The young man who was just announced it was his turn, walked slowly to the table and leaned on it. His features looked well treated and young. He seemed to be in his mid-thirties, unlike most of the other men on the council. The man had a playful expression on his face, which made Regina want to vomit.

"Before he starts, might I mention the fact that half of the royal council were under your curse in Storybrooke?" the prince uttered and smiled and once again she felt the fear shadow her. "None of them can remember seeing you with a child nor with Robin."

"Oh," she simply breathed and then regained control. "It was a small town, but I kept my affairs more than private."

"Well then," Phillip replied and she witnessed his shoulders almost drop, but alas, it looked as if his suspicion didn't disappear completely. The prince made a gesture to the young council man to proceed.

"Don't be sensitive, my queen. These questions may be uncomfortable, but we need to know all of this if you want to prove your innocence," the man chuckled and sent Phillip a grin so disgusting she swore she wanted to rip her own eyes out. The look and attitude he held reminded her of something she did not wish to see ever again. It took her to the past, before her time as the evil queen, before she'd killed her own husband, before he'd stopped requesting her in his chambers - the time she was just a vulnerable young queen trapped in a marriage she regretted.

What the hell did this man want? She didn't like the road they seemed to be heading down.

"What is your favorite part of Robin?" he started and cracked the silence in the room. She felt herself raise an eyebrow, surprised by his cautious beginning. Then, she thought for a moment. This was a question to really pour her heart out for, because if she was to answer coldly like earlier there was no way she wouldn't destroy half of their belief. They needed to see that she was in love, despite their idiocy.

Regina took a deep sigh and looked into the man's eyes. "Many things... The way he parents, how he puts faith in me and his continued belief. His deep blue eyes that never tend to lose color or love," she heard herself trail off and stop. It was becoming way too cheesy for her own good. She almost sounded like the Charmings. Yuck.

The men in the room suddenly adjusted their expressions wildly. Showing emotion - the evil queen? Yes, that's exactly what they had just been witnesses to. As much as she felt exposed and stupid for speaking those words out loud, the men in the room believed her. Shockingly.

"Oh..." the man before her stated, but his ugly grin didn't fall from his face, "How often does intercourse occur?"

Regina nearly squirmed in her seat. What the hell kind of question was that?! It was completely private, either way, plus not to mention extremely inappropriate. She stared at the man and then Phillip, her mouth opened in shock, but no words came out. Excuse him!

"You must have been together more than once, you have a child together, after all," the council man said and her gaze flickered around the room. He was most likely not going to stop this insanity before he got an answer.

"Occasionally," Regina answered and cleared her throat still uncomfortable with the intrusion into her sex life. Her posture straightened up and she dared not look into the eyes of the council men around the room. This was getting so unnecessary. Too awkward. Even if the prince hadn't interrupted their round the day before, what they did in their private time still wasn't any of his business. There is a reason why it's called private time. She wanted to scream that in his face; it hasn't happened yet, because of you!

"Who's on top?" the council man asked seriously and her jaw dropped once again. This- this was unbelievable, he was unbelievable. Insane. Was he mad thinking she really was going to answer those types of questions? That was assuredly not happening. That was as likely as her starting to use phrases like "you found me".

"Your majesty, I believe Samuel asked you a question," Phillip brought her from her absolute denial in her head and her eyes widened in shock. Was he serious?!

"This is not appropriate. At all," Regina told them. She tried to sound determined and clear on the area, but she was too shocked. Her voice sounded weak. It was almost like she couldn't function properly. Out of all the things she had expected and prepared for this was not what she had in mind. Not even close.

"I know you are uncomfortable, but we only have a few more questions left. If you answer quickly, we'll be done before you know it," the little council shit, or Samuel, answered.

"Apparently, you have skipped the part in your life where you mature," Regina spat with an angry tone under her breath. None of the men flinched or moved.

"Careful, you don't want your son to miss that part, as well," Phillip warned and she swore she saw red in front of her eyes.

"How dare you threaten my son?!" she yelled in his face and for a moment it seemed like Phillip was about to get up to leave, but he didn't.

"I shall continue to hold you here until you answer Samuel's questions, and the longer you wait, the more you infuriate me. Trust me, you don't want to see me on fire," the prince spoke calmly, still with a warning tone. But, he was wrong. Yes, she did want to see him on fire. She wanted to be the one to set him on fire. He was dangerously close to pushing her over the edge, and when he did, he too would go off the edge with her. She swore she would push him off a cliff along with every single person on that royal council.

"Fine, fine. Since time is at essence," she growled and thought for another few seconds. It wasn't difficult to imagine their sex life, not really. Maybe she would've even known if Phillip hadn't been such an interrupting bastard. "We switch - do both."

The answer was simple, but truthful. She liked being in control sometimes, but Robin had certainly been the one in control the day before.

Some of the men in the room seemed surprised by her answer, holding back laughter, but others, not so much. Samuel chuckled, "Ah, I see."

"Do you still orgasm?" he then proceeded to ask and she tilted her head, and put on a glare. What did he mean still? Besides, why did he even wonder about their sex life?

"Yes."

"Good for you," Samuel smiled and she rolled her eyes. "As much as I enjoy you practically squirming in your seat, I think we can see ourselves done here."

Regina eyed him angrily and held her breath. She didn't want to be questioned by these sick pigs for a second longer. She wanted it to be done and over with. All these questions had gotten under her skin and made her more than uncomfortable. They were darn inappropriate.

The men nodded and made their way out of the room. The minute the door closed she let out a relieved breath. Finally, they were finished.

...

Darkness had fallen by the time Robin had finally got let out of the room he'd been questioned in. Again, he felt completely and utterly empty. There was really no way of knowing how things had gone, but he had belief.

The first thing he wanted the moment he got let out of that room, was to see Regina. He walked down the halls, passing court members whispering in low voices multiple times. It didn't matter, however. Regina was his focus, he needed to find her. As he came closer to her chambers, he grew worried. He felt it somewhere deep in his heart, she wasn't doing well. Steps turned into running and he sped up down the hall. Robin paid no attention to the people around him, his hand twisted the door knob and threw the door open.

She wasn't there. Her absence was clear, the room looked just like it had when they left it hours ago. Suddenly it hit him, he knew where she had hid. His feet took him back down the halls and headed towards her usual hiding spot.

He spotted her in the middle of the huge apple garden. She was pacing from side to side, and he could tell by her attitude that something was seriously wrong. Robin didn't wait another second to make his presence clear to her. He cleared his throat and Regina immediately threw her head up and looked over to him. Her features softened a bit, and she let her arms wrap around herself. She stood dead in her tracks, just staring at him.

"That bad, huh?" he whispered, just loud enough for her to hear and then he stepped closer. His steps dragged her from her thoughts, and she started pacing across the garden again. She mumbled something, not understandable to his ears and huffed in her frustration.

"Want to talk about it?" Robin asked not hiding the hint, but wanting nothing but to comfort her. She looked up at him and her lips pressed into a thin line.

"They asked about our sex life!" Regina barked suddenly and his eyes turned into plates. What had she just said? This sounded so insane that he had to choke back a laugh.

"What?" he asked, needing reassurance that his ears still worked right. Regina stopped pacing and threw her arms up in the air, annoyed.

"And when I told them how wildly inappropriate that was, they threatened Roland!" she explained and Robin exhaled deeply. That prince had some serious problems if he thought that was okay. He closed the distance between them and stroked Regina's cheek.

"I'm sorry, he's an idiot," he admitted and she agreed silently.

"Wait, they didn't ask you anything like that?" Regina voiced confused and he shook his head slowly. Regina sucked on her teeth and rolled her eyes.

"Those bastards," she growled under her breath. Yes, there was no doubt about that.

Robin leaned in and kissed her eyebrow. She relaxed against his touch immediately. He had his ways to calm her down. Regina took a few deep breaths and wrapped her arms around him. He did the same not long after. She leaned her head into his chest and closed her eyes.

She didn't know what would happened next or what Phillip would do. Deep inside she hoped that their answers had been enough - they had better been, she thought. That was some hellish torture she had gone through in there. Never again was she ever going to answer any questions like that out loud; that much she knew.

Robin suddenly captured her lips in his. The kiss released some of her frustration, she could only imagine how much being intimate with Robin could release. That lit a fire under her skin, and there wasn't much resistance. The kiss deepened and his arms stroked her back playfully. The way he kissed her made her moan into his mouth. Robin moved his hands to her hips and held her closer.

She responded by pushing him harder into her. Hips met and she caught a playfully chuckle from Robin. Regina realized how much she wanted to let him take her right there, but then -

"Regina?" she heard a voice call innocently and the kiss broke much to her disappointment. Regina let out a low huff and turned to see Snow standing before her.

The princess grinned from ear to ear, which made Regina's face flush. How much had she seen, exactly? Snow didn't say anything, so Regina was the first to break the silence.

"What?!" she groaned, sounding a bit more angry than she had first intended to. When she thought about it, however, maybe that was such a bad thing, she wanted the princess to vanish out of her sight as fast as possible. Snow almost jumped at her tone, but her expression was gentle.

"Phillip said he was going to make the announcement now," she told the couple and they looked at each other nervously, whilst panting because of the steamy kiss Snow had just interrupted.

"I'm sure you two can finish whatever you were doing later," Snow said and winked playfully. Regina's faced glared back at the princess, and then she left them alone.

"Why does this always happen?" Regina whined, irritated by all the interruptions over the last few days.

"I don't know," Robin murmured just as fuming as her. They were both so tired of everyone walking in or interrupting their moments. As of right then, it looked like they would never ever get to have sex.

Damn, and now when I'd just bumped the rating up to M?! Could you not Snow? ;)