I was really hoping to get this out before Christmas as a thank you to everyone who has been reading this story. So, Merry Christmas and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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"This is a little small isn't it?" Regina says about the private jet they are walking towards on the asphalt of the airfield.

"I'm sorry, is the private jet not good enough for you, your majesty?" Emma teases as she comes to a standstill, pulling Regina towards her by their connected hands until the smaller woman is in her arms. Kathryn and Ruby continue towards the jet and board it, leaving Emma to reveal Regina's surprise for her in private.

"I didn't mean it like that," Regina blushes and buries her head into Emma's chest. She didn't mean to sound ungrateful and she definitely didn't want Emma to think she was. "I just meant that it's smaller that the one we came on, how can all the team and their guests fit on it?" She says as she looks up into Emma's loving eyes.

"Well, it only needs to be big enough for the four of us," she smiles widely at the look of confusion on Regina's face.

"We aren't going back with the team?" She looks around realising that she hadn't actually seen anyone from the team since she arrived at the airport and no one else had followed them out onto the asphalt.

"Nope. They are all going back home." She can see the cogs turning in the brunettes mind and she is trying desperately to tamper down her own excitement at Regina soon learning that she was about to live her lifelong dream.

"Where are we going?" She wasn't sure whether she should be excited or nervous, not knowing what was happening tended to put her on edge.

"London. Kathryn told me all about how it was somewhere you always dreamed of going. How you wanted to see Buckingham Palace and the Tower of London with the crown jewels and everything else you want to see there. You are my Queen so it does seem quite fitting. We can see it all together. I hope you don't mind but I have arranged with Pierre for you to start in the restaurant a week later than you were meant to. I know that it isn't my decision to make for you so if I have overstepped then we can just go home. It's all up to you." That was the only concern she's had when she had planned this all out. Regina was meant to be starting her new job with Pierre a couple of days after the date she had thought they would be returning and Emma had had to speak to Pierre to rearrange it. He had been more than accommodating but Emma was worried that she was controlling the things that were meant to be within her lovers control. Regina had never been able to make her own decisions so Emma was hypersensitive about taking any choices away from her.

"London? Really?" Her voice wavers and she buries her voice into Emma's neck.

Emma holds her a little tighter. "Only if you want to of course." She feels the icy hand of panic grip her heart when the small body in her arms starts shaking and she feels a wetness on her neck. "W…we don't have to…" She stammers. She reprimanded herself for not thinking this through. Going to London was a fantasy from Regina's days as a prisoner of Gold's, this had probably sent her mind back to that dark time in her life.

"I want to go. I want to go!" Regina excitedly squeals between her tears as she looks back up at Emma.

"Oh thank god," Emma exhales deeply, her relief palpable, "I thought I had messed up."

"This is a dream come true!" She wipes the happy tears from her face. "When my father was alive we used to read his British history books together. There are so many places I want to see in London!" She jumps up and Emma has to act quickly to grab her, she had been lost in the gigantic smile on the brunettes face.

"You have to stop doing that, one time I might not catch you," Emma jokes as Regina's denim clad legs wrap around her waist.

"You will always catch me," Regina whispers as her hands cup Emma's strong jawline.

"Yes, I will," Emma promises. Neither of them actually referring to her literally catching of Regina but to her always being there for her.

Regina smashes their lips together, there was nothing delicate or soft about it. Emma has stood by her throughout everything, never once shying away from what her association with her could do to her career and life. She had proved time and time again just how much she loved her, she had even saved her life. Regina didn't have the words to thank her so she tried to show her.

"Woah," Kathryn giggles as she and Ruby watch them from one of the oval windows of the aircraft.

"Emma's about to get ass on the asphalt," Ruby laughs until Kathryn gives her a withering stare. "Sorry," she mumbles.

Kathryn wasn't bothered about what she said, she was just annoyed that Ruby had gotten to the joke before she had.

"We have to stop," Emma blurts out when she manages to pull back from Regina's demanding lips and hold on her face. "I'm getting hard," she blushes as she puts Regina back on the ground.

"If Kathryn and Ruby weren't coming with us I would take you onboard and fuck you into next week," Regina states with complete conviction. Emma closes her eyes as the words that were almost growled out make her twitch painfully in her tight denim. "As soon as we are in the hotel… the things I am going to do to you…" she trails off as she bites her bottom lip and looks down at Emma's crotch and the bulge forming there.

Heels clacking on the asphalt do nothing to pull them out of the sexually charged bubble that is engulfing them. "Excuse me… excuse me," the stewardess repeats more loudly when her first attempt fails to get their attention. "We need you onboard, please, or we will miss out slot for take-off," she politely requests when she finally has their attention.

"We'll be right there," Emma acknowledges but waits for the stewardess to walk back to the aircraft. "I just need a second to calm down," she whispers to Regina in reference to her bulge.

"I love you, Emma, so much," Regina says sincerely, ignoring the blondes fidgeting, "I love you in a way I never thought it was possible to love someone."

"I feel it too," Emma smiles before picking her up bridal style and walking to the jet.

"You are using me to hide your… urm… excitement, aren't you?" She asks with a laugh, knowing Emma's tricks.

"Well, it is your fault," she winks at her as she carries her carefully up the aircraft steps.

"Oh come on… you're making me look bad, Swan," Ruby bemoans the blonde and her seemingly romantic gesture.

"Don't worry about it," her girlfriend says with a serious shake of her head, "if you tried to pull that kind of crap with me I would kick your ass," Kathryn solemnly promises her lover who is just as unromantic as she is.

Emma gently puts Regina down in one of the deep leather seats that is on the opposite side of the aisle to the seats the other two women were sitting in. She then pulls Regina's purse from her shoulder and takes off her own backpack, placing them on the table in front of their seats. She keeps her back turned to the other women, making sure to conceal the evidence of her desire.

The front of the private jet, as you immediately step in, has the cockpit and a toilet to the left and to the right it has two large, leather chairs on either side of the aisle, each with a small table in front of them. Behind those there is a large built-in couch on one side and a giant TV on the opposite side, Just beyond that there was a small kitchen area.

After the final checks are made and a brief safety instruction is given, the aircraft leaves the ground and heads towards the clouds. Regina keeps a hand on Emma's thigh, her thumb stroking the denim beneath, not giving Emma's dick a chance to deflate. Once the jet has reached its cruising altitude Regina looks over to the other woman, who are both slumped in their seats, eyes closed but not asleep. She could tell by the way Ruby's hand, that was slung over Kathryn's shoulder, was gently rubbing her bicep, keeping a smile on the blondes face.

"Can I get you anything?" The stewardess quietly asks as she approaches them from behind the curtain of the cockpit, making sure to not disturb the other women who were trying to rest.

"No, thank you," Regina quickly answers for both of them.

"Okay, but I will just be in the cockpit if you do need anything." They both thank her before she disappears behind the curtain once again.

Regina leans in and whispers to Emma, "come lay with me on the couch?"

"These seats go all the way back, they fold out into beds." The unknowing blonde reaches over Regina to find the lever that would lower the back of the chair down but Regina quickly grabs her hand.

"I would much prefer to go lay on the couch," she winks as she moves her hand up even higher until she's cupping Emma's crotch.

"Okay, the couch sounds good," she easily and happily agrees. They quietly get up and move over to the couch. Emma sits on the near side and Regina grabs the folded blanket that lays on it. She unfolds it and places is over herself as she lays down with her head in Emma's lap. She winks up at the blonde who is nervously watching her. Emma was acutely aware that they weren't exactly hidden and could quite easily be seen if one of their friends was to turn around, but when she has a boner and Regina is around she can't be held accountable for her actions, her brain just won't function the way it should.

Regina slowly and quietly undoes Emma's belt and pops the button on her jeans before slowly pulling the zip down, Thankfully, the noise of the aircraft helped to shroud any noise they were making. She reaches into Emma's boxers and pulls her dick and balls out over the top of the waistband. The semi that she had been concealing for the last half an hour was now a full, throbbing shaft with an engorged head and leaking tip.

"We don't have long," Regina whispers before quickly directing the bulging head to her lips, which spread to accept the pulsing tip. She closes her lips behind the head and runs the tip of her tongue up the dripping slit to gather the blondes essence so she can appreciate the taste before swallowing it. She holds her hand up to Emma's mouth, the blonde looks around, just to make sure that there are no eyes on them. When she's sure no one is looking she does as her lover requests and licks her hand. The brunette pulls it away so she can start jacking her off, Emma's own saliva allowing the hand to glide with ease up and down the thick shaft.

Regina keeps one hand on the edge of the blanket covering her so that if she needed to she could quickly pull it up and keep Emma's decency, even if it would be obvious to anyone what they had been doing. Being in charge of when, how, and who she had sex with was still relatively new to her and sometimes she wanted to test her own boundaries and limits, which is what she was doing now. Besides, if they got caught she would just blame it on the pregnancy hormones, even if it did mean revealing her pregnancy to Ruby. She had figured out over the last couple of weeks that Ruby could be trusted.

Emma is gripping onto the edge of the couch with one hand and onto a cushion with the other. She wants to close her eyes and let her head fall back as the mouth and hand on her cock take her to incredible heights that she has never been able to reach with anyone else, but she is conscious of the fact they are not alone.

She can feel the tingling deep in her gut building more quickly than it usually as she watches plump lips devour her. The combined sensation of being sucked and jacked off at the same time has her on the edge in minutes. It's only the worry about being caught that stops her from falling over it.

Regina can sense her hesitation but she can tell by the amount of pre-cum pouring from the cockhead that Emma is seriously close, she just needs a little nudge. She uses her hand that had been clinging onto the blanket to slip below her own jeans and into the flood of wetness between her lips. She coats her fingers in her essence and pulls her hand back out, Emma watching her every movement. She puts her fingers to Emma's lips, which immediately open up and grant her entry.

The heady essence of her lover was the nudge that she needs. All her senses are overloaded with Regina, sight, touch, taste, smell, sound. It's all Regina and it's all too much. She sucks the fingers in her mouth as her balls tighten before succumbing to the bliss she has been trying to resist. Finally she allows her eyes to close and lets herself drown in the intimate moment with her love. It feels like every squirt of her cum is actually getting sucked out of her as Regina's lips form a tighter seal around her pulsing shaft to make sure nothing escapes her mouth. Emma lets go of the cushion she has been squeezing so she can lay a gentle hand on Regina's throat and feel her swallowing her seed with each gulp she takes. She knows that even if she did somehow manage to open her eyes all she would see would be hot white starbursts. The bobbing of Regina's throat under her fingertips immediately after every squirt from her tip is pure ecstasy in itself.

She slumps backwards once Regina has literally milked her for every drop she had in her balls, trying quietly to control her ragged breathing. She's not really aware that Regina has put her dick and balls back into her boxers and done up her pants and belt until she feels soft lips on her own. She opens her eyes and once the dots in her vision have subsided she can see that Regina has taken care of fixing her clothes.

"Welcome back," Regina jovially whispers against her lips as she sits in her lap and strokes her cheeks, nuzzling their noses together.

Not for the first time since meeting Regina does Emma wonder what she could have ever done to deserve such a wonderful partner. "I love you," she whispers back.

"I love you too," the brunette murmurs through a smile.

"Ladies, this is your captain speaking. Please make sure that you are in your seats, with your seatbelts fastened, your armrests down and your seatbacks uprights. We will shortly begin our descent into London," the pilot announces over the tannoy.

"We are going to London!" Regina shouts. It would have woken her two previously slumbering friends if the pilots announcement hadn't done so already.

"Yep, and we are going to do everything you every dreamed of," Emma promises with a big smile that enhances her dimples.

"LONDON! WOOHOO!" Kathryn shouts from her seat.

"I am so excited about this," Regina states the obvious as she and Emma follow the pilot's orders and make their way back to their seats.

A little over two hours later they have checked into the hotel that will be their home for the next five nights and Emma and Regina have scurried into their room.

"I have had your taste in my mouth for the last couple of hours and I need more," Emma pleads as she falls to her knees as soon as the door shuts behind them. In a few short seconds she has Regina stripped from the waist down and her tongue inside her molten core, finally getting her turn. She has a few more turns at making Regina cum in various positions, using her fingers and mouth until she once again gets her turn again.

"Have I told you how much I love you today," Emma jokes as she pulls her softening dick out of Regina, the smaller woman's sweat covered back is stuck to Emma's front as her forehead rests against the wall she was just fucked against.

"Only several dozen times or so as you came inside me," she pants, but Emma can hear the smile in her voice. "Let's go shower," she says when she feels their combined fluids leak down her inner thigh.

After a relaxing shower that involved nothing more than kissing as they washed each other they got ready to join Kat and Ruby for some drinks at the hotel's bar, Regina had long since made an excuse to Ruby about being bored with alcohol, before heading out to the one of the finest restaurants in the entire city for dinner. The original plan had been to take a hop-on hop-off bus tour of the city but because of how long Emma and Regina had spent in their room they had missed most of the day.

For the next two days they made sure to do the hop-on hop-off bus tour of the city to try and orientate themselves and see all the main sights. Kathryn and Regina had done it in the three cities they has just visited and found it was a great way to get an idea of what a city had to offer. They got off at the main attractions they wanted to visit but Emma had told Regina that they would do Buckingham Palace and the London Eye on a different day because they didn't want to rush those things. Regina agreed without question, she didn't care what order they visited the many attractions in, she was just over the moon to be in London and seeing the things she had only ever read and dreamed about.

From everything they had done over the last couple of days Regina's favourite things had been seeing the crown jewels in the Tower of London. She kept talking about them and relaying the history to their small group. Kathryn teased her with disinterest by yawning every time she informed them of some random fact pertaining to the crown jewels. Emma hung on every word she said and shared her excitement. She had never seen her lover come alive and be so animated as she had the last two days. She wished everyday could be like this.

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Emma was nervous when she woke up before her alarm on their third morning in the city. Even if everything goes the way she has planned, this was still going to be the biggest and most important day in her life. Regina was fast asleep, cradled into her side, her even breath washing over Emma's bare skin. She couldn't take her eyes off her, she could get lot in her captivating beauty for hours on end, but she couldn't allow herself to do that this morning. She had an important delivery to pick up in a private room of the hotel in a little under an hour. She slowly starts to disentangle her limbs from those of her lovers to slip out of the bed, freezing in place when Regina's breathing changes and she thinks she may have woken her. After waiting a few moments and seeing no signs of consciousness from her she creeps to the bathroom and quickly gets ready before writing a short note for Regina, which she leaves on her pillow, and then slips out of the room.

She goes to the breakfast lounge to get herself a coffee and go over her plan in her head to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. She had gone over it a hundred times in the past few weeks, she knew she had thought of everything, Ruby and Kathryn had convinced of that over and over since she had let them in on it, but her nerves were starting to get the better of her. More time has passed than she realises when her phone starts ringing, her coffee long gone cold.

"Hello. Yes… wonderful, I'll be there right away. Thank you." For the first time since leaving their room that morning she has a smile on her face.

When she approaches the meeting room, a hotel employee greets her outside and opens the door for. "Miss Swan, I presume?" The middle aged man that was waiting inside greets as he walks towards her with a hand held out.

"Yes. Hello, Mr Prince. Thank you for coming all the way out here," she says as she gives him a firm handshake.

"That's not a problem at all. I wanted to personally make sure you were happy with what we have made for you." Emma follows his lead and takes the seat opposite him, eyeing up the briefcase on the table that separates them. He puts in a code that opens the briefcase and then reaches inside for the small black box, which he hands to Emma.

She looks at the box in her hand, hers and Regina's initials are printed on the lid in looping calligraphy and it makes her smile. She takes a deep breath before opening it. She had been sent sketches via email of the plans they had for the ring after she had told them what she had wanted but this was the first time she would be actually seeing the ring she was going to give to Regina and if it wasn't perfect it would break her heart. This had to happen today and the ring had to be perfect.

She slowly opens the lid and what she sees takes her breath away. "It's beautiful… absolutely beautiful," she murmurs. It was even better than she imagined. Sat in the velvet cushion was an eight carat, purple pear shaped diamond that was nestled on a spilt shank platinum band, surrounded by a double halo of smaller diamonds. It was the perfect ring for the perfect woman.

She closes the lid and holds the box tightly in her fist. "It's incredible. Thank you."

"We are more than happy to have helped you at such a special time in your life. I just need you to sign a couple of papers to confirm you are happy with what we have produced for you," he says as he pulls a few sheets of paper from the briefcase. She signs where he tells her to, uninterested in reading any of the boring fine print. She has what she wants and that's all she needs to know.

"It has been a pleasure doing business with you, Miss Swan. Don't forget, we can also make your wedding ring and eternity ring when you are ready," he touts for more of her business as he slips the signed papers back into the briefcase before snapping it shut. He stands up and once again Emma follows suit, she pockets the box in her jacket and with a final handshake she leaves the room and heads for the reception.

"Hi, Emma Swan, suite 108." She introduces herself to the old man at the reception desk.

"Ah, yes, Miss Swan. We have had the delivery of flowers and we can send your breakfast order through to the kitchen staff whenever you are ready."

"Fantastic," so far this day was going well, "if you could have it all sent up to my suite in about half an hour, please."

"Of course. Has there been any change to your breakfast order?" He asks just to make sure she hasn't changed her mind since she had given them her order the day before.

"No, it's great just as it is. Thanks."

"You are very welcome. Please let us know if there is anything else you need during your stay with us," he says with a smile.

She takes the elevator up to the suite, her hand still holding tightly around the box in her jacket pocket. She slowly opens the door and sneaks inside, happy to find the brunette still slumbering. She looks around for a hiding spot for the ring. She panics when she hears Regina stirring in the bed and quickly places the box inside one of her sneakers that are laying on the floor.

"Emma," the brunette sleepily calls out when she doesn't feel her lovers warm body besides her.

"Good morning, beautiful," Emma greets as she shrugs off her jacket and lays on the bed next to her, placing a loving kiss on her lips and slipping her hand under the cover that was pulled up over Regina's breasts so that she could stroke her stomach, "good morning, to you too, little one."

Regina places her hand over Emma's. "Where did you go?" She asks before rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"I went to order us breakfast in bed," she reaches for the note she had left on her pillow and holds it in front of the brunette as if to show her the evidence.

"Why didn't you just phone for it?" She yawns when she says the last word and Emma loves how adorable it is.

"I didn't want to risk waking you and I needed a coffee anyway, the coffee machines in the room are never as good as the ones they serve in the restaurant," she grimaces at the thoughts of the in-room coffee. "Breakfast will be here in about thirty minutes," she kisses Regina's bare shoulder, "why don't you go for a shower and I'll go check on the miscreants next door to make sure that they get ready on time for our trip to Buckingham Palace."

"Buckingham Palace!" She repeats in excitement, "I can't wait to see it with my own eyes." She gives Emma a quick kiss and jumps out of the bed, rushing to the bathroom to get ready.

As soon as she hears the shower running Emma heads to Kat and Ruby's room, grabbing the ring on her way out. She has to wait over a minute before her banging on the door is finally answered by Kathryn wearing a bathrobe. "Do you have it?"

"It's right here," Emma smiles brightly and she holds out her hand with the box in it.

"Ooooh… let me see… let me see," Kathryn enthuses as she takes the small box and opens it. "Oh my god," she gasps, a hand immediately going to cover her mouth. "Emma… it's beautiful," she gets a little teary eyed, "Regina is going to love this."

"Yeah? Do you think she will still say yes? She hasn't said anything to you about changing her mind, has she?"

"Don't be so stupid. It's silly questions like that that gives us blondes a bad reputation. She has already agreed to marry you. She wants it more than anything. And fuck it, if she does refuse then I'll marry you if I get this ring."

"No, you won't," Ruby shouts from the bed.

Emma smiles. "Do you still think today is a good idea?"

"Yes. I mean you don't really need to ask her again but I know she will love everything you have planned."

Emma exhales deeply as her nerves calm somewhat. "I was thinking that maybe I should wear a suit though. I've been thinking and casual clothes don't really fit into the plan."

"A suit? In the middle of Summer… in the height of the tourist season… in one of the main attractions in London? Yeah… you won't stand out at all."

"I know… I know." She rubs her forehead in thought. "I just want it to be perfect."

"Emma," Kathryn almost pleads as she takes one of the other blondes hands, "Regina isn't into fuss and pomp. What you have planned today is perfect because of what it means to Regina, not because of what you'll be wearing and not even because of the ring. Trust in your relationship with her."

"You're right. You'll look after this until later, yeah?"

"Of course," Kathryn promises. "Now piss off, you knocked at a very inopportune moment."

"Yeah, Swan, very inopportune moment," Ruby grumbles loud enough from the bed to be heard by both the blondes.

"The car is picking us up at nine thirty. Don't be late," she warns as she leaves them to it and goes back to her own room.

By the time Regina has finished in the shower and is styling her hair for the day, there is a knock at the door.

"That will be breakfast, I'll get it," Emma announces as she makes her way to the door. She takes the trolley from the bellboy and gives him a tip. She rolls it into the room and places all the elements on the dining table in the lounge area.

"Sorry, I was just getting dressed," Regina says as she comes out of the bathroom in a red sundress that has a white flower print on it, "I'll do my makeup after breakfast."

"You look beautiful," she says in earnest.

"Thank you, my love." Regina coyly smiles and gives her a chaste kiss when she approaches Emma and the table. "Bluebells," she gasps when her eyes finally fall on the table, "I haven't seen bluebells since we left home. I've missed seeing them when we eat."

"You can see them as we eat breakfast," she proudly beams, happy that the day was starting off the way she wanted. She pulls a chair out for Regina to take a seat next to her. They dig in to the medley of breakfast foods the blonde had ordered, along with freshly squeezed orange juice and decaf coffee. Regina smiles a little wider every time she glances at the vase of bluebells in the middle of the table.

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"It's even bigger than I imagined," Regina says in shock and awe as they look towards the front of the sprawling palace. "I can't wait to get inside and immerse myself in all that history."

Kathryn sputters out "dork" between bouts of faking coughing, earning her a gentle shove and a eyeroll from an unoffended Regina as Ruby laughs.

Emma wraps an arms around her lovers waist and walks her over towards the entrance as she whispers to her, "you're not a dork, you're just really smart." Regina smiles widely at her doting fiancée.

Emma deals with getting the tickets from the fast track queue, taking a bit longer than most other guests because of her need to discuss something important with one of the supervisors.

They are just over an hour into their tour of the palace, Regina leading the way into each room, visitor map in hand as she guides them all. Emma has been at her side throughout, hanging on her every word, as Kathryn and Ruby hang back to make fun of the pompous portraits adorning each room.

Emma gets more and more jittery as each minute ticks by and the time for her to make things official between them draws nearer.

"Do you need to be somewhere?" Regina questions.

"Huh?"

"You keep looking at your watch."

"Sorry, I'm just looking forward to lunch," she lies. Her stomach was way too turbulent to eat any time soon.

"Do you want to go and get something to eat now?"

"Nah, it's still a bit early. Let's keep going with the tour," she convincingly smiles.

Forty minutes later Emma knows she has to get them all to the throne room in the next ten minutes if she was to execute her plan. She has booked the room so that only they could be allowed in there, no other visitors allowed, for a ten minute slot. She had to get the timings just right or her weeks of planning would be for nothing.

"Hey, can we go check out the throne room?" She asks, seemingly out of the blue.

"It's on the route, we'll get around to it," Regina cheerfully answers.

"Yeah, but," she wracks her brain for an excuse as to why she has to go to that particular room right now, "all these rooms are kind of similar and I would like to see something a bit more special."

"Oh… of course," Regina agrees, trying not to show her disappointment at Emma's lack of enjoyment.

Their group of four navigate the corridors until they reach the throne room. "Oh, no… it looks like the room is closed for a private function for just over the next ten minutes," Kathryn mocks when she reads the sign on the door.

Regina was the only one to not understand that Kathryn was taking the piss. "We can come back in a bit," she tries to appease Emma.

"Hang on just a second, baby," Emma requests as she walks over to the employee guarding the door. "Hi, I'm Emma Swan. I've booked this room." She pulls the ticket out of her pocket that she had gotten from one of the supervisors earlier, the ticket that confirmed her long standing booking for the room. Emma calls the other three over as the lady opens the door for them and then closes it behind them, remaining on guard so no one else can enter.

"How did you manage that?" Regina queries when they are inside.

"I just used my charm," she winks, to her lovers amusement.

Regina starts walking around the room, taking it all in and reading the different plaques that are strategically placed throughout the room. The main attraction of the room was the two carved and gilded beechwood thrones that sat atop the dais.

Emma quickly gets Kathryn's attention and takes the small black box from her, pocketing it before Regina notices.

"Hey, Regina, why don't you and Emma sit on the thrones and we'll get some pictures of you," Ruby offers.

Regina agrees and is about to take a seat in one of the thrones. "Nope, this one," Emma says as she directs her to sit in the other throne, "this one is for the Queen," she directs her to the crimson silk throne that is embroidered with 'EIIR.'

Regina smiles and playfully shakes her head. Emma takes the throne next to her and they pose for a couple of photos.

"Let me get a video of you two," Ruby uses the sentence that was their agreed upon code to get things started.

Emma reaches into her pocket, steeling her nerves, and quickly but smoothly slips from the chair and drops onto one knee in front of Regina. Regina notices the movement from the side of her eyes as she smiles at the camera. She turns her head to see Emma staring up at her, holding out a small black box. Her eyes go big when she realises what's going on.

"Regina, I have already asked you to marry me once but I wasn't prepared. I didn't ask you like the Queen you are so now I want to do it again. My love, will you grant me my biggest dream, my one true wish," she opens the lid on the box, "will you be my wife for now and always?"

Regina gasps when she sees the ring, it is absolutely spectacular. Her answer is the same as the very first time Emma had asked her. "Yes! Yes" Of course I will marry you." Tears begin to roll down her cheeks as Emma places the ring onto her finger.

The blonde then surges up to kiss her, pulling her into a standing hug. "I'm so happy you hadn't changed your mind," she whispers as tears roll down her own cheeks. Kathryn and Ruby cheer and clap in the background as they continue to record this special moment.

When they had all managed to collect themselves they left the room. Regina was far too ecstatic to continue on with the tour but they did go for a stroll through the gardens as they wiled away the rest of the afternoon, hand in hand and looking forward to their future.

After a celebratory dinner in a private room at the Ritz they all head to the London Eye to get the best views of the city in a capsule just for them. Emma stands behind her lover as they look down at the sprawling city below, her arms wrapped around her, hands resting on her stomach, and her chin resting on her shoulder as the sun sets on one of the greatest days of their lives.

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I have never been to Buckingham Palace or London so if there are any mistakes in relation to that, they are mine but I did the best I could.

Next chapter… I would appreciate suggestions for any cravings Regina might have :)