Prince Caspian was waiting outside the banqueting suite and once the pair had finished chatting, they went to meet him to finish their tour.

"Ladies, may I show you the rest of the grounds? Regina, walk with me please?" He extended an arm expectantly. Regina shot Emma a dirty look for setting the whole thing up but obliged the Prince and linked her arm through his. He led them through various suites, pointing out relics from the past and explaining his own story of how he acquired the castle. Emma followed along side the linked pair, trying to concentrate on the conversation and not on the knot that was forming in her stomach. She was beginning to feel a little left out and it only worsened when Caspian whispered something in Regina's ear causing her to laugh heartily.

After about 30 minutes of inspecting the castle and all its rooms, they were taken to a smaller dining lounge in what looked to be Caspian's private quarters. "May I ask you both to accompany me to a luncheon?"

Regina looked back at Emma for an answer and was met with the blonde's stomach growling loudly. She grinned, "I think Emma's stomach would love that, as would I."

In the smaller room, Caspian gallantly pulled out a chair for Regina to sit beside him and motioned for Emma to take the seat next to her. He sat himself and within a few moments they were served with an array of platters that were not long before seen in the banqueting halls. It was delicious and soon enough, Emma's ferocious appetite was sated. She hadn't failed to notice Regina's smaller portions were only nibbled at and how her friend and the Prince had been exchanging meaningful glances throughout.

This is good, right? I mean, that's partly why I brought her here in the first place, to meet him. So why do I feel so crappy about it? I don't get it. She said she liked someone special earlier and now she's flirting all over him. She said he wasn't her type but he is wooing the hell out of her and she's letting him! What is her deal? She hasn't touched the food and I know she must be starving because she's only had a cup of coffee this morning. What is going on with my stomach today?

Emma stood from the table stating, "Thank you for the lunch Cas and for agreeing to loan us your castle. We need to get back to town though, my fiance will be wondering where I am." She looked pointedly at Regina with their secret look that said this is important.

Regina saw something was wrong and added, "Emma is right, thanks so much for everything but we really must be getting back."

"Of course ladies. Let me show you to the door." He took Regina's hand for her to get up from the table and made no move to remove it as they walked to the corridor. Emma saw and felt her hand begin to shake slightly. She grabbed her wrist and made it stop before anyone could see and walked out to the front of the castle. Cas turned Regina's hand over in his own and said, "Regina, it was such a pleasure to make your aquaintance. I do hope to see you again soon." He placed a kiss on the back of her fingers.

Emma turned and began walking almost furiously back to the car. Her hand was shaking uncontrollably and she couldn't understand why. She didn't want Cas to see it and especially not her friend.

Regina rushed after Emma sensing that something was off with her. She found her inside the car looking flustered and breathing rapidly. "Emma what's wrong? Did you have another one of your visions? Is it the tremors?" She placed a concerned hand on the blonde's arm and soothed her.

"It's fine. It's nothing. I'm fine, really."

"Emma.." Regina pleaded.

The blonde sighed loudly and lowered her defenses. "I'm scared Regina. I can't control when they come and go and I don't think I'm going to be strong enough for the battle. What if all this is for nothing?"

"You can't think like that. It isn't all for nothing. You will get your happy ending Emma. I promise you that." Regina rubbed her friend's hands in her own.

"You can't promise me that, Regina." Tears welled in her eyes. "I've seen how it ends. I'm going to die."

Regina wiped a single tear from the blonde's face and tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "Oh, honey. Dreams and visions can change. They don't always have a literal meaning. It could just be a metaphorical vision, you know, the end of your time protecting other people and the beginning of your new life looking after yourself."

Emma smiled through the tears at her friend's words. It was a comfort to her and something she hadn't allowed herself to think. "I hope you are right, Regina. I thought I was getting better. It's been ages since the last tremor."

"Can I ask, what it is you feel before they happen? Is there something, maybe you are feeling just before they come on?"

Emma thought about it. "I don't know. I guess, I feel helpless. They used to only happen when I was in a life or death situation. Like when I needed my magic to work to save someone, but now, they seem to happen whenever I feel sad or angry. It's stupid." She added mentally,they only ever happen when I'm with you.

Regina looked at Emma with concern. There were so many things that could be causing her to feel sad and angry and Regina understood what it was like to feel helpless, like things were spinning out of control. "It's not stupid and you aren't helpless. If you need me to take on some of the wedding planning and have some time for yourself, I can do that. It's not a problem."

Emma sighed. "Right now, it's the only thing that's keeping my mind occupied, but thank you. And thanks for calming me down. You are such a good friend." She leaned across the shift stick and pulled the brunette into a hug.

"Are you ok to drive?" Regina asked reluctantly breaking apart.

"Yeah, I'm good. Thanks. Let's get back to town. I promised Hook we'd go cake tasting this afternoon and you know if I leave him to do it himself, he'll probably pick out something doused in rum!"

Regina rolled her eyes. "Who would have guessed that the pirate was such a stereotype."