A/N: I honestly have been wanting to complete this fic for a while, but I was pretty devastated when I was stuck. I will do everything I can to complete this fic! I'm not sure how long it will be, so thank you for all of your patience!
Trigger Warning: There are a few violent scenes that involve a hand being broken/burned and choking.
The Evil Queen was expecting Emma to be following her as she made her way through the castle, so she didn't bother looking behind her. Emma was taking note as to where she was and tried to make a map in her mind. Although she could have just asked Regina what the layout was, she felt safer knowing it herself. What if Regina was unable to communicate with her and Emma had to get them out on her own?
Emma was watching how the servants had avoided them like they had the black plague. One of the servants had dropped a large plate full of fruit and Emma almost bumped into the Evil Queen, who stopped immediately. She turned around so quickly that Emma thought she would knock her over.
A fireball appeared in her hand, "You dropped food that I was going to eat in a few hours!" The servant tried to pick up the fruit and put it on the plate. One of the fruits rolled all the way to the Evil Queen, who watched as the servant crawled over to grab it.
They weren't fast enough and she placed her heel on their hand. The terrified expression that the servant wore was visibly clear to Emma. The blonde wanted to do anything to stop her, but she could risk everything by doing so. Instead, she had to sadly watch what would happen to the servant.
The crushing of bone caused by the Evil Queen's heel seemed to echo throughout the kitchen. The scream pierced everyone's ears that were in the kitchen, but nobody tried to cover their ears. Any movement might cause the Evil Queen's rage to be directed at them.
To add to injury, the fireball had surrounded the hand and burnt it to the point where it turned to ash. The servant cradled what was left, which was just a stump that was cauterized. The Evil Queen bent down, "I hope you learned your lesson, peasant. All that fruit is ruined and will have to be thrown out! Since I am in a good mood, I won't have the guards throw you out with the trash."
A good mood? Emma cringed at the thought of what she was like in a bad mood. She watched in silence as the two black guards watched as the servant picked up the rest of the fruit and brought it out a back door. They made sure that the job was done the right way.
The Evil Queen turned to Emma, "That was quite a delay." She continued down the hall passed the kitchen. She yelled at the servants walking around the kitchen, "Get out of my way, vermin!" Each one of them focused their attention on the ground and mumbled a "Your Majesty" as she walked by.
Finally, The Evil Queen stopped when she was in front of two large wooden doors with golden trim on them. The doors opened at a flick of her wrist and Emma saw the large King sized bed with a canopy. Everything around her would have been shrouded in darkness if not for the balcony, that looked out over a part of the castle, let sunlight in. There was a fire place on the opposite side of the bed that remained unlit.
Emma knew of Regina's liaisons and had no desire to be one of them. She could make her own decisions and she'd be damned if she let the Evil Queen make that type of choice for her.
The Evil Queen sat on the edge of her bed that had silky dark purple sheets on it. She watched Emma closely. "You are probably the first to come directly to my bedchamber. Not many are given the privilege of ending up even close to where you are at this very moment. I see why Raena keeps you around."
She paused for a moment before making a motion with her finger which was telling Emma to turn around. Emma reluctantly did as she was told and turned around so that the Evil Queen could see her in her white tank top and jeans. She saw the look in the other woman's eyes as she took in the sight of the blonde.
"Something must be done about whatever monstrosity you are wearing. This is not suitable for you."
The Evil Queen waved her hand again and Emma was naked before her.
"Hey!" Emma was trying to cover herself as much as possible. She kept repeatedly telling herself not to blush from embarrassment. It would be something that the Evil Queen could use against her.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of. I bet your 'queen' hasn't had the pleasure of seeing you like this. I have seen many naked women in my day, but you are stunning." She purred.
The blonde wasn't a fan of the way the brunette was treating her. Regina had told her to prepare herself, but how was she to know she'd end up in a position like this? So vulnerable. She was trying to prepare herself for anything else that the other woman could do to her.
"Your hands belong at your sides, not covering yourself up."
The Evil Queen stood up and began approaching Emma as the blonde put her hands down at her side like she was told to do. When she was right in front of Emma, she gripped her jaw and didn't see the fear that she expected to see in her blue eyes.
"You're even more stunning up close. I have slightly underestimated you, Emma. Usually by now, I could hear some begging, but you haven't made any protest. Do you like this?"
"I'm not used to being naked in front of someone."
"If you queen truly valued you, then she would take advantage of your beauty."
Emma held her breath as the Evil Queen released her and had her fingers tracing her jaw. The Evil Queen had her gaze follow her fingers as they made their way to Emma's throat. Those fingers were closing around Emma's neck and she could feel the oxygen being cut off. With her magic, Emma was raised above the ground slightly.
"I have the power to end your life if I wanted to, but this Blood Oath is stopping me from doing so. Even though I cannot end your life, I can make it so that you are left begging for me to do it. There are so many things that I can do to you and Raena wouldn't be able to stop me."
Emma was struggling to keep herself composed. She had to prove to the Evil Queen that she was as strong, if not stronger than anyone she has faced. The Evil Queen waited a few seconds before she released Emma, who fell straight to the cold floor.
The younger woman was trying to catch her breathe as she inhaled as much oxygen as possible. She was on her hands and knees coughing. What the hell was this woman playing at? Emma hadn't been this infuriated in a long time and every part of her was telling her to clock the other woman in the face. She felt a sharp heel dig into her back.
"This position is my favorite, it is very fitting for you." She removed her heel from Emma's back. Emma wouldn't be surprised if she had a nasty bruise on her back in a few hours, if not sooner.
"From now on, I will choose what clothes you will wear. Stand up."
Emma stood up and glared at the Evil Queen. She didn't care at this point if she got a fireball to the head. She wanted to show her that she could be defiant.
"That glare of yours should never grace your face unless you want me to cut up that pretty face of yours. I don't think Raena would appreciate it if I brought her back damaged goods."
She tapped her finger against her lips, "A little warning to her wouldn't do much harm."
Emma wanted to run out of the bedroom as she saw the Evil Queen's hand glow purple. It was a relief to see it wasn't a fireball for once, but she knew how dangerous her magic was. The Evil Queen slammed the doors shut and all that was heard was Emma screaming.