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Some people might be a little confused so I'm going to clarify. This story is an AU. That means Snow is not a princess and Regina is one and Rumbelle was never a thing. Basically the only things that are the same is names of people, (with similar or the same personalities) locations (They are in the Enchanted Forest) and certain consepts (like a child born of true love being special).
CHAPTER FOUR
David immediately went into protective father mode and marched over to his wife and baby. "She was only just born! how can you take such a young child away from her parents?" he pleaded.
But Rumplestilsken just looked at them giggled. "Oh of course I won't take her now." he said. "When the child is seven you will take her to me. And I will do with her as I see fit." He looked straight at Snow and continued "And if you think of defying any of my comands you should remember that I was the one who saved your life and it's pretty simple to hurt you AND your precious daughter from afar."
Snow nodded terrifed and reached over to hold David's hand for strength.
"Tell me," asked Rumplestilsken "What is your daughter's name?"
"Emma." Snow whispered looking down at her baby.
"Emma" Rumplestilsken repeated with a mainacal grin on his face as he turned to go back to his house.
"One more thing." he said as he walked. He then stopped short right in front of the door. "Remember to never cut Emma's hair. And if you refuse..." he left that open ended as he walked outside and poofed himself back to his house.
Ah he thought it's good to have the power to do that again. And it's because of the little thing born of true love.
Rumplestilsken was very excited. He had seven years to plan for the greatest influx of magic he was able to have in a hundred years. Finally! he thought I'll be able to have more magic than simple potions and artifacts.
He also had a smart plan to keep her from running. He would build a tall tower and use her hair as a pulley to get up and down so he wouldn't have to keep a rope in there which would allow her to escape.
He had never thought of himself as a builder. But he simply did not have enough magic to build it magically. So he spent the next few years building the greatest tower the Enchanted Forest has ever had.