OQPromptParty Prompt #135 and #189: Any and all OQ wedding scenarios. Robin proposing to Regina in the forest.

This is just a little Drabble to end OQPromptParty with!


Today she's dressed in white; a colour she has never donned by itself before. Not even when she had first married the king. But today, she wears this colour with confidence, with a smile and with utter joy. For today she is marrying her soulmate.

It's been six months since Robin had gotten down onto one knee in the forest and declared his love for her. Six months since he asked her to spend the rest of her life with him. Six months since she had whispered her answer with a nod and buried herself into his open arms. Six months since they had made love on the dirt of the forest carpet.

Six months.

She isn't nervous, she thought she would be (she was the first time) but she isn't. Because she knows the decision to marry Robin Hood was the right one. She is sure of it, hasn't been more sure of anything in her life.

Robin has taught her how to love again, how to be loved and how to believe in herself. He has loved her in her darkest moments and adored her during her best. He's her constant.

All he has to do is touch the small of her back, whisper a gentle word in her ear or kiss the line where her jaw meets her neck, and everything just feels better. He has a magic touch, a calming lilt to his voice that would soothe even the darkest of souls. Has soothed even the darkest of souls.

And today is the day that they promise to spend the rest of their life together. Until death do they part.

The sky is clear, the air is warm and welcoming. Spring has blessed the nearby trees with blossom pink and yellow in colour, and the air with the buzz of bees and the hum of winged insects. Everything feels so right. So perfect. How a happy ending should feel.

But as the birds sing over the hushed whispers of excited guests and stringed instruments outside of the gazebo, her skin starts to prickle. Butterflies swarm in her stomach and she can't hide the elated grin that curves her lips.

Today is the day.

Regina closes her eyes and breathes in the fresh forest air. It smells of him. Oh, how it smells of him. But as she opens her eyes again, the gazebo has disappeared, her gown too.

And her smile.

She is not dressed in white.

Today, she is dressed in black. Today, her eyelashes are heavy with unshed tears. Today, there is no aisle to walk down, only a pathway made by a crowd of her and Robin's loved ones that leads to her soulmate.

But he isn't wearing a tux. Not even a smile. In fact, he isn't even visible behind the thick wood of Gapetto's handmade casket.

Today was meant to be the day, but it isn't.

And now she says her goodbye instead of her I do, as she places the arrow onto her loved one's coffin. A silent tear falls from the corner of her eye, rolls down her cheek and splashes on the black varnish beneath. She wishes that this is just a dream. A horrible nightmare that she will wake from and be comforted about with the strong arms of her husband wrapped tightly around her. His voice against her hair, lulling her back to sleep.

However, as Roland steps to her side and places a similar arrow to hers just beside where her hand rests, she knows that a wish won't bring Robin back.