Emma wasn't used to such extravagant looking rooms, but she knew she could get used to it. The guards pushed her into the room and slammed the door. Emma regained her balance and decided to take in her surroundings. A single bed with soft looking sheets and two pillows, a chest at the foot of the bed, a desk, and a washing basin were what decorated the room.
Emma laughed as she imagined Robin and his men camping in the woods having to deal with Mother Nature. She, on the other hand, was safe from all of it. Limping over to the bed, Emma sat so she could access the damage to her ankle.
Removing her boots, Emma laid her injured foot on her knee to have a closer look. She touched the swollen area and bit her lip in order to not yell words that Princess Regina considered "vulgar." She grinned at this thought and wondered where the princess was now. As if on cue, there was a light knock at the door.
"Are you decent in there?" Regina hesitated.
"Yes, your highness," Emma responded.
"I wanted to make sure that you were settling in. This isn't the grandest room here, but servants don't get the best." Princess Regina entered the room; keeping an eye on the new guest.
Emma chuckled, "If servants had what you had, then the kingdom would be in total chaos!"
Regina smiled a little and noticed her servant's ankle. "I'll help wrap that for you. It looks very painful." She walked towards Emma and sat next to her.
"It wouldn't be proper for you to be helping me. I appreciate your concern, but I've had worse happen to me." Emma paused to let the information sink in.
Regina shook her head. "Even so, I wouldn't want my servant to not be able to serve me when need be."
Emma smirked, "I can do a lot of serving without my ankle." Regina rolled her eyes, opened her palm, and a purple cloud of smoke appeared. When it went evaporated, the bandages lay in her palm.
Emma was transfixed by her palm "Y-You used magic!"
Regina sat a little closer, "Does magic frighten you?"
Emma shook her head, "I'm impressed that you have it. Let alone use it to your advantage."
"I can heal your ankle so we don't have to use these." She said while focusing on Emma.
"Don't use your magic on me, your highness. I'm capable of handling this on my own." Emma picked up the bandage and her fingers caressed Regina's palm. It was the softest thing that she had ever touched. Emma wondered if the rest of Regina was just as soft. She noticed Regina blush a little.
Emma began to wrap her ankle. She took her time in order to admire Regina's beauty and briefly look at the necklace. "I know you technically already own me, but I do owe you my life. You risked the Queen's wrath being directed at you instead of me."
Regina sighed, "I only asked for you to be my servant and I don't expect you to serve me. I'll ask you to do a few things to keep up appearances though."
Emma shrugged, "Even so, I'm willing to serve you. It's not every day that I meet a beautiful woman such as yourself."
"I appreciate the compliment Emmet." Although Regina hadn't said her real name, Emma still felt her heart beat a little faster than before.
Regina stood up, "It's time for me to turn in. Rest well, Emmet. You'll start tomorrow."
"Sweet dreams, Princess."