Everyone fooled
A guest asked for a oneshot of the Sands of Avalon being used on everyone bar Snowing, who are locked up in a dungeon by Arthur when they figure out he's done something to everyone else.
They couldn't belive they had fallen for his act. He had seemed so charming at first. So willing to help them in their greatest hour of need. Looking back, it must have been so obvious to the King of Camelot that Snow and Charming were vulnerable to be taken in by him. They were so focused on getting their Emma back that they would believe anyone who said they could help. Unfortunately for Arthur, they eventually stumbled upon his plan to hurt their daughter. However he had been quick enough to act. He had some of his loyal guards throw the royals in the dungeon so they couldn't alert their friends. Or, more importantly, their daughter. They had tried everything they could to escape, but to no avail.
Charming spent most of his time pacing back and forth, trying to think of a way out to save their daughter. Snow spent most of her time trying to soothe Neal, but he would not stop fussing. How could he? He was in a strange and uncomfortable environment and his mother wasn't exactly calm. He could easily sense her tension over his big sister. They were beginning to wonder why nobody from Storybrooke seemed to have tried to rescue them yet when Charming worked out what Arthur's next move had been. At least partially. He didn't know about the Sands of Avalon.
"He's managed to pull the wool over their eyes, somehow." He muttered quietly to Snow, for fear of being overheard by one of the guards. "There's no way they wouldn't have found us by now. Especially with a locator potion. No, he's done something to keep them on his side."
"I think you might be right." Snow whispered, frowning. "So what could he be doing to Emma?" She added. Charming's jaw clenched. Neither of them could be certain of the answer to that, but they did know one thing. If that bastard had harmed one hair on her head, there would be Hell to pay.
