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"Emma" came her mother's voice. "Are you in here?" she added unsurely, as she then saw Regina standing close to the screen and looking rather dazed.
"Yeah mom, I was just changing out of my ball dress, but wait a minute. I want to show you it" she replied casually and Snow smiles at the screen, before looking to Regina. Who now bows her head in politeness.
"I am looking forward, to seeing the dress, you have made Regina" she says softly and Regina just smiles and turns her head to see Emma reappear. The blonde Princess, however is looking at her mother, anxiously.
She was hoping, that her parents would like it that much, that, Regina would end up staying at the castle.
Snow then, went slightly wide eyed. As if she was surprised, that Regina had made this dress. She then stepped forward, inspecting it closely.
Regina meanwhile, swallowed thickly and tried to stay calm. This was the Queen after all, inspecting her work.
"What do you think?" Emma finally says after a long pause. Both her and Regina, were eager to find out if she approves and they didn't have to wait much longer as Snow just smiles, as she runs her hand over the few embellishments across the neckline.
"I have to say Regina. That you have gone above, my expectations" She says seriously and this makes Regina, let out deep breath, she hadn't realized she had been holding.
"Thank you" She then replies.
"What do you think Emma?" Snow then asks her daughter, whilst still looking at the embleshments.
"I think its a dress" she says a little sarcastically and then adds "The best dress, I've ever worn"
Regina, now, ducks her head and she smiles to herself. She feels that warmth, spread through her again.
Snow then steps back.
"You better get changed, before you dirty it"
Emma scoffs.
"I won't mom, but okay" She then says and smirks, before disappearing again behind the screen. Leaving Regina, not sure of what to say or do, so jshe ust stands there, awkwardly, looking at the screen. Not seeing that Snow is watching her intently.
A long moment later.
"I am glad to see, that you and Emma are getting along. I have found that, she doesn't get along with a lot to people, that I introduce to her" she finally says and Regina looks to her and gives a nod in understanding.
Neither of them, see Emma grimace and close her eyes, willing her mom not to embarass her.
"How is your father?" Snow then asks politely.
"He is well, thank you. How do you know about him?" Reigna asks.
Snow smiles.
"I like to know, details about my staff. I can't have absoulute strangers, just walk into my home" she states and then walks to the door.
"I guess not" Regina then says, as she watches Snow reach the door and turn around.
"I shall speak to you later Regina and Emma..." she looks to the scree, of which Emma now appears from.
"Yeah?" Emma says looking to her.
"You will be late for dinner, if you stay here any longer, go and get changed and come down to the hall" she tells her softly and then exits. Leaving Emma and Regina looking to one another with tentitive smiles.
"Sorry about that" Emma then mumbles.
"No need to apologize dear. She is your mother and the queen after all" she smirks and goes to her basket and looks in it. Pretanding to look for something.
Emma can tell her mother, has left Regina feeling a little uncomfortable and she steps closer to Regina and puts her hand on the brunettes arm.
Regina jumps at the touch, as she feels a slight spark radiate through Emma's hand to her shoulder. They lock gazes and Emma's gives a slight apologetic smile.
"I better go" she then says.
"Okay"
"But I will see you later in the library?" Emma asks hopeful.
Regina nods.
"Yes, don't be late" Regina tells her and smirks causing the blonde to roll her eyes.
"I won't" Emma then chuckles and goes to the door and pauses as she opens it, looking back around at Regina.
"I'm glad that, she liked the dress. It really is great and you should be happy" Emma says softly and Regina goes a little doe eyed, because the way Emma is looking at her, is making her feel fuzzy.
"It means, you may be able to stay here perminatly, making stuff...I hope you would like that" she adds a little shyly and Regina finds herself wanting to reach out to the princess but instead says "I think, I would like that Emmah"
Emma, then gives her a goofy smile.
"Good...um, see you later then" she bits her lip.
"Until then" Regina replies softly and as she watches, Emma leave the room, she thinks, I actually think, I would like that very much.
The next morning.
Regina is sat in the sewing room and staring into space.
Emma hadn't turned up at the libary the previous evening and Regina, was concerned that something was wrong.
She spent most of the night wondering if Snow had not liked her dress as much as she thought, or Emma had changed her mind in wanting her company. However, she did not have to wait long for an answer to her thoughts, as the door opened and Emma stepped into the room.
"Emma?" Regina said in slight surprise and she stood up to face the Princess.
"Hey Regina...Um, sorry about last night. My mom was rather insistant I spend time in her and my fathers company. Discussing the ball and stuff" she looked to the floor, hoping Regina would understand but also hoping she wouldn't see that there was also another reason.
"I understand" Regina replied and felt happier knowing it wasn't any of her reasons to Emma not turning up.
"Good. So...what are you up too today?" Emma then asked, stepping forward and pretending to be interested in the fabric upon the table.
"I am gathering up my belongings to head back home. Your mother has requested I see her at eleven in the Grand Hall"
"Oh" Emma swallowed and she then remembered what her mother had said to her the previous evening at dinner.
Flashback.
"Honey..although I am glad, that you are getting along with the seamstress. I don't want you, spending so much time with her"
Emma looked wide eyed at her, from across the table.
"Why?" she asked, confused.
"I just don't want you to form an attachment to someone, who may not be here for a long period of time. She also is not of royalty"
"Does that mean, you will not be asking her to stay perminatly as seamstress?" Emma asked, worriedly and her father chuckled, as he sat down his drink on the table.
"Well, I think it is a good thing, That Emma has made a friend. This Regina, seems like a nice girl, let her be" he then said, as he looked to his daughter lovingly. Whilst Snow pondered his words briefly before saying "Okay, as long as you don't neglect everything else and isn't, a bad influence on you"
"I won't mom" Emma replied quickly, ducking her head back down, to look at her plate and hoped, that her mother would see that Regina, would be a good influence and hopefully, see her, as someone they like, just as much as she does...