Emma held the dress to her chest as three guards came into the room. Baelfire pushed Emma behind them and reached for a dagger. Jefferson stood in front of both of them, "Gentlemen…what is the meaning of this?"
"Emma?" Baelfire whispered.
"Hm?"
"Window."
"What about it?"
Baelfire rushed toward the window and tried to jump through it. But the glass was a lot thicker than he expected and he fell back once he slammed into it.
"IDIOT!" Jefferson snapped.
The guards rushed at them. Jefferson pulled out a sword and deflected two of them. Emma grabbed a curtain, ripped it down and twisted it in her hands.
"Princess," the head guard told her, "It's alri-."
Emma wrapped the curtain around the man's wrist, twisted his wrist to an improper angle and punched him in the face.
"HEY!" Baelfire screamed by the now open window.
Jefferson shoved Emma towards the window; Emma ran towards it, grabbed Baelfire's hand through the open window and nearly got yanked through. Jefferson was right at her heels. They all slid down the patio roof. Two guards were stationed at the front. Jefferson and Baelfire quickly dropped on them and knocked them unconscious.
Baelfire reached up, "Emma!"
"Don't look up my dress," she blushed and wrapped it around her ankles.
"Are you seriously worried about that?" Jefferson demanded, but Baelfire was bright red and closed his eyes to give her privacy.
Emma grabbed the edge of the roof and hung off it. She waited for a beat before she fell. Her feet slammed in the mud and she slid. Baelfire caught her, "Easy."
There were two black stallions waiting. Emma rushed over and pulled herself into the saddle. Baelfire stole of the cloaks climbed in behind her. Jefferson took the other horse and they kicked the horses into riding.
Baelfire draped the cloak around her since she was halfway in the dress and halfway out, "You need to stay warm."
"Company!" Jefferson yelled.
They all looked backwards, more were coming after them.
"Emma! Left," Baelfire screamed.
Emma yanked the reins to the left to where Baelfire said. It was always his motto. Never get in somewhere unless you know the way out. It was an obsession of Baelfire's to know every exit from the city.
Emma was curious as to where he came up with that but Jefferson just told her 'Neverland' and said nothing.
No one ever talked about Baelfire's time in Neverland.
There was a gate ahead of them. Emma kicked the horse into going faster. Baelfire gripped her sides in an attempt to hold on.
Both horses were neck and neck as they raced to the outside of the city.
A black horse appeared o Emma's left. She barely had time to react as the horse crashed into hers. She and Baelfire were launched from the horse and slammed into Jefferson.
They all went down. Emma landed on her shoulder awkwardly.
The guard stood above her and yanked his helmet and mask off, "Princess!"
Emma sat up with a start, "Barry?"
Baelfire stood up behind Emma could say anything else and hit the man standing over her with an empty crate.
He crumbled down into the mud.
Baelfire smiled proudly, "I got him!"
Emma pulled herself out of mud, "That's my brother's guard!"