A/N: Hello my dears! Last chapter of The Beauty of The Darkness is here. But don't feel sad yet!

ANNOUNCEMENT: I will technically be continuing this book. What I mean by that, is that I'll be doing a collection of one-shots in the same universe of this book. Best of all...the one-shots will be from you guys. I want you, my dears, to tell me what you want to see in a Beauty of The Darkness one-shot, and I'll write and post it. I hope to hear some things soon!

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CHAPTER 20

"Emma, where are you taking me?"

She smiled, dragging Regina along. The brunette had been blindfolded with a black silk scarf to prevent her from seeing where they were going...but that hadn't stopped her from continuing to ask. "I told you," Emma laughed, "It's a surprise."

Regina huffed, "I have a terrible feeling about this."

Her girlfriend rolled her eyes playfully. "C'mon, quit complaining. Trust me, you're in good hands."

Regina sensed when the younger woman stop suddenly, and felt the makeshift blindfold being removed from her eyes. She blinked her eyes open, and drew a sharp breath of shock at the sight before her, heart fluttering.

A beautiful dining table stood there, a white lace tablecloth lying across it. Red wine and food was set on it, crystal knives and forks beside the plates. Tears of happiness welled in Regina's eyes, "Oh Emma…"

The blonde pulled out a chair for her, smiling. "Have a seat, Your Majesty." The older woman returned her smile, sitting. Emma pushed in her chair, before moving around to sit opposite her. "So...do you like it?"

Regina looked at her, eyes sparkling with joy. "I love it."

Emma reached forward and touched her hand, affectionately squeezing. There was silence for several short moments, both women simply looking at each other lovingly. Then Emma spoke again, but this time it was as if she was struggling to force out the words. "So...um...how was your day?"

Regina raised a brow, giving her a look of disbelief. "Really, dear? That's how you try and start something? What do you really want to say to me?"

Emma laughed nervously, "I thought I was the one who knew when people were lying."

Regina narrowed her eyes, "Swan…"

The blonde sighed, giving in, "Fine." She cleared her throat, nervous. "I...umm...I…h-have to something to ask you…"

Regina patted her girlfriend's hand softly. She admittedly found the blonde stumbling around her words adorable. She listened, curious to hear what the younger woman was suddenly so nervous about asking.

Emma groaned in frustration, finding it difficult to get out the words she wanted. She stood from her chair, offering her hand to Regina. When the brunette took her hand, Emma pulled her up and kissed her passionately.

Regina let out a soft moan. Mmm...what is my Swan up to?

Emma suddenly broke the kiss and lowered herself on one knee, "R-Regina…?"

"Yes dear?"

The blonde took a deep breath to calm herself, reaching into her bag and grabbing a small black box. Her hands shook with her nervousness. "I...I have something to ask…" she trailed off, her nerves overcoming her.

Regina patted her shoulder softly. "Dear," she urged gently, "Please go on."

Emma nodded slowly, before opening the tiny black box. Inside it...was a beautiful diamond ring. "Regina," she paused, still nervous, "I-I want to marry you. I want to be with you forever. Will you marry me?"

Regina gasped in both disbelief and happiness, holding out her hand. "Yes...oh Emma yes I will." Again the joyful tears trickled down her cheeks.

Emma grinned and stood, slipping the ring onto the brunette's slim finger. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss.

OOO

Regina sat near Mary Margaret and David on the couch at their apartment, shifting nervously in her seat. Emma, who sat there beside her, had announced their engagement just seconds ago, sending the room into an awkward, tense silence.

Mary Margaret, sitting on her husband's lap in an armchair, cleared her throat daintily. "We're very happy for you two."

Regina smiled pleasantly, although the discomfort in her expression was clear. "Thank you Snow."

Emma spoke up, desperate to ease the mood or change the topic. "So...who wants to watch a movie?"

Mary Margaret smiled in return, "What movie?"

The blonde sighed, grabbing the TV remote and flicking through the channels. She stopped on…'50 Shades of Grey.' Against her judgement, she placed the remote down and left the movie playing.

Regina instantly objected, "Miss Swan, why on earth would you stop here?"

She shrugged, "The book was shit, but maybe the movie will be better. But even if it's just as bad, I had to do something to stop everything from being so...awkward."

The movie had only been playing for a few moments, when Mary Margret questioned. "Is it me...or does that man look like Graham?"

Her daughter shrugged, "Yeah, I guess."

As the movie went on, it came to the scene with the infamous 'Red Room of Pain.' Regina scoffed in disgust at the scene playing out in front of her. She crossed her arms, "Whoever wrote this piece of shit has no idea what real BDSM is."

Mary Margaret raised her eyebrows in shock. She'd never heard her usually prim and proper stepmother swear. "Um...yes, I suppose they don't."

It was quiet again, until the scenes in the movie became more and more sexual. Mary Margaret instantly covered her eyes, burying her head into David's shoulder. "Oh God!"

Regina smirked wickedly as she watched the short-haired woman's discomfort. She leant closer to Emma, whispering in her ear. "How about we go home and have a little fun, dear? And leave your mother to suffer."

Emma blushed but nodded, taking her girlfriend's hand. She glanced down, and her gaze fell on their engagement rings. She smiled softly. She and Regina had been through so much...and now they would be happy together. Without prejudice from the town, and without having to keep secrets from their loved ones.

She laughed lightly. Maybe I should be thanking Rumple.

Both women disappeared in clouds of white smoke.

OOO

Emma smiled as Regina, dressed in one of her regal Evil Queen dresses, gave her a hard, bruising kiss. She broke the kiss quickly, then grinned darkly. "My pet," she purred.

Emma could only smile with adoration, sinking to her knees and placing her hands behind her back. "Yours."

Regina stroked her submissive's cheek affectionately, "Would you like to play, my sweet pet?"

The blonde's smile grew, knowing that the older woman already knew her answer. The familiar excitement built up inside her. "Yes...Your Majesty."