Chapter 2
They pulled up to the castle and Regina got out first. Britt got out and simply stared at it in awe. Regina turned around and cracked a smile. This woman was certainly puzzling. "Don't tell me this Port Charles doesn't have a castle? All Kings and Queens do." Britt snapped out of her gaze. "Port Charles has a castle of sorts. It is huge and white. It is called the White House. Our king lives there," she said trying not to fumble through her answer.
"I must meet this king," Regina replied. "Good luck with that," Britt thought amusingly. Regina said, "Follow me." They walked in and Britt couldn't help but gaze. This castle looked so much better than on television. "You have a lovely home Regina."
"It's not a home dear," she said. "Then what is it?" Britt questioned. Regina didn't answer as they continued walking the halls. They stopped in front of a room. "This will be your bedchamber. I do hope you find it suitable during your stay," Regina stated. "I'm sure I will," she replied. Regina opened the door and Britt gasped. This room was so much bigger than that cramped apartment she was in.
Regina watched as Britt's eyes danced with excitement. She smiled despite herself. "I take it the room is to your liking." "It's better than anything I could imagine," Britt replied. "That's nice dear. Make yourself comfortable. One of my guards will come and retrieve you once dinner is ready."
Regina walked toward the door. Britt yelled out, "Thank you. Thank you for allowing me to stay." Regina blinked back tears as she turned around. "You're welcome dear," she said before closing the door behind her.
Britt relaxed and sat on the bed. "Okay. You are in the Enchanted Forest. You are in the Evil Queen's castle. Now, all you have to do is wake up." She closed her eyes and slapped herself twice. She opened one eye but she was still in the same room. She plopped on the bed. "Why am I here?" she muttered. "Britt, you are a intelligent woman. There has to be a logical explanation for this madness you got involved in. Maybe Regina did something."
Britt shook her head. "Come on. How did a fairytale character come to know of me? That's stupid," she said to herself. Britt was suddenly growing tired. "I think I'll take a nap," she thought. She laid her head on the pillow and fell asleep.
She didn't know how long she'd been sleep until she felt a hand on her arm. She jerked up startling the guard. "The Queen has announced that dinner is nearly ready. Your clothes have been laid out. The restroom is in the adjoining room," he said. "I will be outside waiting to escort you."
She got out of bed and went to the room. She had a tough time getting in and out of her dresses. "How complicated is this garment?" she said annoyed. She eventually dressed and prepared herself. She walked out into the hallway and the guard escorted her to the dining hall.
She walked in to see Regina sitting down. She simply stared at Regina's casual clothing. "What is it Britt?" she asked. "You look normal," she said instantly regretting it. "I mean compared to what you wore earlier today." Regina chuckled. "I like to wear more comfortable clothes at dinner. Have a seat," she said. Britt sat down hesitantly. "She's going to kill me and I'm never going to get home," she thought.
Regina picked a grape off her plate. "Tell me Britt. What's your story?" Regina asked. "Story?"
"Yes. I invited you into my home. I have every right to ask about your background. I can't have you trying to rob me or something." "I wouldn't do that. My story...not much to tell. I was born so my mother could keep a man who didn't love her. My father never did care about me. He wanted a son and I'm not that. He never showed interests in me. My mother never really showed an interest unless it had to...to do with her. My parents aren't exactly kind and loving," she said.
Regina looked at her and it was like looking into a mirror of sorts. "Where is your mother now?" Britt shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. My father is locked away for good reason."
They ate in silence for a while. "What about a true love? Surely someone misses you," Regina said. Britt snorted. "True love doesn't exist for me. I was in love but I lost him to that stupid girl," she said nearly growling the last part. "How?" Regina wondered. "I'm not great with children and I got on the wrong foot with his daughter. Besides, I never stood a chance. He'd never love me the way I loved him. It's better left in the past."
"I understand what it is like to play second fiddle to everyone else," Regina said. "Of course you do," Britt thought. "It sucks," Britt replied. "Yes, it wouldn't be the word I'd choose but it fits the circumstance," Regina said. Britt cracked a smile. "I'm sure one day, you will find another person who will love you."
Before Regina could respond, a guard barged in. "I have a guest," she said sternly. "It's about Snow White."
