"Emma, really?"

"What?"

"You want to crash a funeral?"

"Why not?"

"Because, it's impolite!"

"Christine deserves her kingdom!"

"Emma, why do you care so much?"

"I don't. It's just what right."

"For a young child to rule a kingdom? Really?"

"Mom, I know what I am doing. And anyway, this particular idea happens to be Neal's."

She sighed. "I'll talk to Neal."


Emma walked around until she found her sister. "Nancy!" she called.

The young woman smiled and turned around. "Emma, I think I'm in love," she said.

Emma raised her eyebrows. "Really? With who?"

"Edmund the Third. He's a lord."

"You want to marry a lord?"

"I want to marry Edmund, regardless of what he is!"

"Nancy, you're twenty-three. Head out of the clouds."

"Neal was my age when Allie was born! You had Henry at seventeen!"

"Yes, that's not recommended."

"Anyway, I heard you're helping Christine get back the kingdom that she deserves?"

Emma nodded.


Tommy looked up from the picture he was drawing. "Hey, Em. What do you need?"

"Can you draw a picture of Christine? It might help with my plan to get her back her throne."

"Oh, so you do care."

"It's a job, Tommy."

"Uh-huh, Em. Sure it is."

"Can you please draw a picture?"

"Yes, Emma, I can."

"Thanks, Tommy."


"Emma, are you sure you want to do this?" her father asked.

"Yes! Why is everyone against me?"

"It's just a little rash, is all. A whole kingdom? Taken over by bandits."

"You used to be a prince, and Mom is rightfully queen of Regina's kingdom."

"Is that what this is about?"

"No, Dad, of course not!"


"Mom?"

"Yeah Henry?"

"You're helping that Christine girl, right?"

"Yes, Henry, I am."

"That's cool."

"Thank you, Henry!"

"Why are you helping her take over a kingdom though?"

"Because," Emma explained. "It is rightfully hers."

"But isn't Regina's kingdom rightfully our family's?" Henry asked.

Emma frowned. "Yes, but Regina is too dangerous."

"If you'll help Christine get her birthright, will you help me get mine, too?"