Hands stretching out to her sides while holding her breath, Emma began to slowly walk with a book sat upon her head and tried her best to not crack a joke about her current position. "So…how long will we do this for?" She asked while keeping her eyes forward, chin level, and back straight as she had learned that any other posture would cause the book to fall.
The tutor that was much older than her gazed at her with a look so sharp it could potentially cut her in half. "Until you can walk across the room with your hands at your side without stumbling or dropping the book."
Emma sighed slightly while continuing to walk to the chambermaid who had requested her new garbs, learning that her name was Elise."You're doing well." Her light voice came as Emma walked to her before carefully turning."Your peoples customs are interesting." Emma cracked a small smile while slowly bringing her arms down to her sides and slowly walked to the tutor whose name she didn't bother to remember."Less talking and more walking. If you want to move on to a different subject and look well in front of the queen, you will do your best ." She chided and caused Emma's smile to drop back to her lips normal frown.
'This is going to be a long day.' She thought tiredly to herself. She didn't get it, what was the relationship between Maleficent and Regina? What had changed between the two that caused the brunette to go from a relationship like this to trapping her mentor below Storybrooke? Emma's thoughts rampaged about her current predicament, but would then settle on the queen. Regina, the queen, the evil queen, madam mayor all were the same person yet were all very different. Emma worked out that nearly all were an extension of the façade that Regina put on, her armor so to speak so that nothing would hurt her, but what hurt her was the question. She seemed so much more broken and a much like a loose cannon here, her actions slightly unpredictable so far."Now that is walking correctly." A voice pulled her out of her thoughts as the tutor praised with a snarled grin before she then walked across the study room and towards a table. "Come , sit." She requested.
Emma knew to continue walking as she was taught, causing a slight ache to form in her mid back but pursued on. 'Just going to have to get used to it for now.' She reasoned within her mind before walking to the chair that the tutor pulled out."Now, when you sit, you grab your dress and pull forward or it will bunch up in an unflattering manner." The woman instructed, her eyes glancing at the new dress that had been given to the blonde. The silken powder blue fabric hugged the woman's abdomen tastefully, pushing her chest upwards as the bodice shaped her figure while the dress flowed lightly down from her hips.
"You slowly descend and bow your head once at the table; keeping your eyes to your plate. You must acknowledge your place at the table and being a subject of The Queen, you only let your eyes fall to her when she speaks to you out of respect. Especially when others are around." The woman stated carefully before demonstrating the tutor wasn't half bad, she was older and probably in her mid to late fifties; but her attitude put you in mind of Grannie with her no nonsense nodded before taking a breath and tried to replicate the displayed action. Her hands softly gripping the fabric as if it would tear under a simple wrong tug. Her eyes cast down, her long blonde lashes pointed downwards while keeping her tilted at a slight angle.
"Mmn, not bad at all. You're getting the hang of this." The woman stated in slight pride."Um..if I may ask, does this happen often with Re-The Queen?" Emma bit her tongue as she almost let the name slip."If by sparing you and educating you, then no." The woman stated with a look of thoughtfulness. "But then again I do feel it was her Mentor that may have spared you, as she gives small council to The Queen." The woman spoke before reaching out to the table that rested between the two.
Emma's hands laid heavily in her lap as she watched the woman begin to pour out her tea, giving notes of the angles as well as the correct way to hold each dishware that was laid out in front of them. Elise stood in at the door while watching quietly; Emma wondered what her role was besides to just watch on, but decided that would be a question for another time, given that there is another time.
"So Maleficent is The Queens mentor?" Emma asked carefully as she carefully picked up the tea cup in front of her, her fingers ever so lightly gripping the handle as she brought the cup to her lips and softly sup the warm herbal liquid that filled a satisfying warmth within her."Indeed, a close companion and has been..God…for nearly as long as I've served her. She has had her in the courts or had met with her since she was a young seventeen year old girl." The old woman thoughtfully pondered before then snapping her attention to the girl. "But you are to not repeat anything or I'll take your tongue." She stated with a warning.
Emma nodded in understanding and didn't intend to blab off information like this, but it was definite news to her. She didn't know that the two women were so close and from Regina's younger years. "Now um- ma'am…is there anything else I should learn?" She asked and slowly raised her eyes from the china before her and to the older woman who gazed at her so intensely, it caused her insides to squirm.
"I want you to repeat all the actions I taught you until I feel you've had it right. The queen will summon you for a dinner in two day's time to test and see how you have done and I don't want to reflect bad upon my Queen or have a girl like you killed for such stupid things. You have a fire Emma, a fire behind those eyes of feign ignorance and I hope to see that in future lessons. So please work hard and don't take my Queens kindness with such light hearted work." The woman stated firmly before sitting back in her chair comfortably."Elise!" Her voice carried and caused the poor young girl to jump."Yes Ma'am?" The girl scurried to the woman's side."I want you to take Emma out the door and down the hall before making both your ways up, keep the book on her head and see to it that it doesn't fall. If she can complete it by walking down the hall, through the door, to me, and serve us tea while carrying on correctly without fail. We will be done early and I'll have you fetch some tea cakes from the baker." She stated with ease before keeping her cool hazel eyes on emerald."I got this." Emma bit back with the fire that the older woman knew she possessed."I know." She stated and watched the two young figures retreat out the door. "I hope you keep it up." She whispered to no one before sipping the last of the tea in her cup.
Regina held the reigns firm in her hands as she urged the steed beneath her to run faster. The wind hitting her face so freely, the simple motion set the woman's dark heart on fire. Burning with the freedom she so craved and desired, even now she wasn't free and she knew that. "Whoa, whoa Rocinante, whoa." She called out softly before pulling up at the reigns and caused the powerful beast beneath to huff and bellow in whatever apparently spooked it. Her gloved hand reached out and patted the creatures neck lovingly, her deep brown eyes gazing down at it heavily. 'Daniel….' She thought as she trotted the creature just a tad further before a large willow tree came in sight by some stables that had been forgotten. A sad headstone with a cross came into sight and the brunette slowly climbed off her horse and walked towards the memorial.
Her tan riding pants clung to her shapely legs and with each stride it felt tighter, in a way almost to stop her from further breaking apart the mask, the shell of a queen she hid behind."Daniel." She this time said allowed in a cracked voice before falling to her knees, her hand reaching to the stone memorial and traced it lovingly, longingly."I still haven't avenged you…not fully….mother is….mother's in another realm and Snow, she - I….why does everyone love her?!" She yelled out in frustration, tears beckoning her eyes to fall."I've kept the people safe for the most part, there's no village that's suffering, no town left to ruins, and there's been peace in this Kingdom since that wretched man has died! Yet I'm evil because some spoiled brat ran off and always get's what she wants?! She ruined everything, she caused everything and I could have been happy…I woul- I wouldn't have had to go through that all alone…" She whispered and rested her head on the cold gravestone. Tears freefalling as her body shook. "You would have been a good husband….you-I….I needed you to live…" She whispered before gripping the thick stone firmly and slowly pushed herself up from the earth, her hands brushing off the dirt that soiled the knees of her pants as she gazed then up to the sky. Her heart heavy as old scars tore open with such unsettling vigor. "I'll see you again….I don't know when I'll be back here….it's too painful….but I will be back." She whispered before walking down to the deep brown steed that awaited her.
The ride back to the Castle was short, the view of the large structure stuck out in such a prominent way you'd have to be blind to not see it. It's points cast upwards as it stared intensely down upon the kingdom surrounding it. Regina gazed up to it and felt how she did the first time she was brought here.
-flashback-
'Mother, please….let me just go.' A young Regina begged her mother, her hands wringing her dress as she stared pleadingly at her mother."None of that whining Regina. The King is a good man and you are lucky he saw past that little childsplay you had earlier." Her mother chastised her, reminding her of what had transpired with her deceased lover.
The carriage went from rugged dirt to smooth stone as they pulled up closer to their destination. "I've raised you to be a queen, now act like it." Her mother snapped before Regina could say another kept her mouth shut and looked up at the Castle that was to be her home, her stomach sank and she could feel her heart want to jump out of her chest. She knew she would hate it here, she knew it would be a hell and it would never be a home."Mother...please…I just want to be happy." She begged one last time before a strong force went to her throat, invisible, but none the less present as the air was sucked from her lungs; causing her to gasp and hold her neck. Trying so desperately to free herself."Happy?" Her mother sneered lowly. "Happy?!" Her voice then rose. "Do you think I was happy all those years when I was young? Do you think I was happy with that cowardly man you take after?! You're weak and if you keep this up, you will be broken, weak, and forgotten. That's how you will end up, do you want that? I want what's best for you and I KNOW what's best for you. So behave and be a good wife." She released her hand from the choking stance she held up and watched as her daughter fell to the floor of the carriage, gasping for air as the vein in her forehead protruded along with one on the side of her neck as she took in the much needed air.
The horses stopped and Regina quickly got to her feet, sitting back down while trying to regain her composure under her mothers scrutinizing gaze. Her eyes stared vacantly as the door opened and she was escorted out by the Kings servants, stepping out after her mother, she stood beside her while gazing up at the older man that looked older than her own father. Her stomach swirled with nausea as she went from looking at his unreadable eyes to the beaming face of a green eyes child beside him."Welcome home Regina" Came Snow's happy voice and with that welcome, she knew it was one that had no departure.
-End of flashback-
She shook her head of the thoughts that plagued her mind, not wanting to revisit such a detrimental time. Regina sighed heavily as she dismounted her steed and let the stable-woman take Rocinante from her and to his stable. Boots thudding lightly on the stone pathway from the stables to the castle, she pondered on those green eyes. Were they perhaps related? She wondered about her prisoner before shaking her head. It was impossible, Snow has no more known family and had been far too young to have an older child such as she knew it, her hands placed on either large door that led to her bedchambers and saw an alluring sight before her. blond hair fell in long crimped yet curled strands down her face fully, her icy blue eyes went from the fire to her own brown eyes and caused Regina to swallow thickly."Come." Her husky voice crawled out thickly in an almost moan as the woman who was so scantily clothed in a black silk robe that contrasted so well against her porcelain white skin had lazily draped across her shoulders and dipped down barely covering the woman's erected buds beneath. Her head laid back lazily against the large red cushion of the chairs backrest, husky moans leaving her pursed lips as her one hand laid beneath the robe and between the apex of her legs; motions could be seen and audible moist sounds echoed painfully within Regina's burning ears. "I need you." She whispered before Regina disappeared within the room with a loud shutting of the door.
There I leave you with a little bit of Regina's past, Emma's training, and a potential cliffhanger of DragonQueen smut? If you want the actual written smut I can write it, otherwise I'll leave it to your imagination. ;) Anyway, there will be more chapters coming your way soon. Please leave comments and let me know what you all think! Also thank you to gamilton! Thank you so much for your reviews it means a lot :) R.M