Emma did not know what to say. She had not understood the whole story, she did not know how Snow White had discovered about Regina and Daniel's romance, or how a mother could kill her daughter's boyfriend. But at the same time she understood it perfectly, it was the kind of backstory all villains had in the movies. She could hear Regina sniffing, trying to hold the tears. The woman's fingers now played nervously with the ring, eyes set on her lap, apparently waiting for Emma to say something. But Emma didn't. Instead, she scooted closer and wrapped her arms around Regina, pulling her into an awkward hug. The brunette offered no resistance, and despite she was not a fan of hugs she found herself hugging Emma back.

"I'm sorry you went through that, Regina." Emma whispered, pulling back and looking at the woman. She studied her face with attention, her tearful brown eyes, her nose, her red cheeks, the scar on her lip. She stared many seconds at them, she was sure about it. But the same way she was aware she was staring, she noticed how Regina did the same. If the woman hadn't been so sad, if she had not had tears running down her cheeks, she would have kissed her. Without even doubting, she would have kissed her, clashing their lips together and kissing her passionately. "Do you want more chocolate?"

"... What?"

"Chocolate. Hot chocolate. You finished yours. And I— I want more."

"Yeah, yeah." Regina looked down at her cup, then handed it to Emma. Swallowing hard, she looked how the woman left, her eyes darting to her lower back before looking away. Her stomach turned, making her put her hand on her chest and bite her lip. Well, this had not happened since Daniel… At least back then she was not the Savior… Am I really feeling attracted to her? To Emma? THE Emma? she wondered, her fingers going back to play with her ring. Maybe it was just that she had not meet up with Graham for a week, and she just felt alone. Maybe it was just that Emma reminded her of someone, even if she did not know who.

Little did she know that Emma was thinking exactly the same as she washed her face with cold water in the kitchen sink. I really need to calm down. Regina is hot, I'll give you that, Emma. But she is Henry's mother, you cannot start something you will not be able to finish, and you know how this might end. You have too many things to think of, sort your priorities. Fix things with Henry, know what the hell is this town about, then go back to Boston. See? No space for one night stands, or hookups, or Regina. No.

She filled the two cups with chocolate and walked back to the living room, seeing that Regina had wiped away her tears and stopped crying. "Here you have." she spoke with a soft voice, handing the woman her cup and then sitting next to her. "It is not as hot as before, but it is still good." she said after taking a sip. Regina did the same, still looking at Emma. "You don't have to answer, but… how did your mother 'make you save' Snow? And how did Snow know you were with Daniel?"

"Oh, lord. It is a long story."

"We have all night."

"Good point." she laughed, inhaling deeply before starting to speak. "When I was young, I—"

"You're still young."

"You know, I can't tell you anything if you interrupt me."

"Sorry."

"When I was of marriageable age my mother was the one who ruled my life. My father was a prince, and we lived in our home estate, so my mother wanted me to marry a royal to increase our wealth. She could have set for a duke, or a prince. But she couldn't wait for me to become a queen, and when Queen Eva died she immediately started thinking of having me wed the king, she had raised me to be a queen after all. One day I was in a riding lesson with Daniel when I heard Snow screaming. Her horse was so agitated, she could not control him. I saved her— which I still kinda regret— and the next day I had Leopold himself asking me for marriage in our home. For me, it was crazy, and I was too confused to even answer. But my mom did on my behalf, of course."

"That's why you tried to run away?"

"Yes. As soon as I could I found Daniel and asked him to take me far away from her. That's when he gave me the ring." she told her, smiling slightly and taking the ring between her fingers once again. "Then if I am to marry you, we must do this properly, he said. I will never forget those words, you know? They were so pure, so full of love."

"And you said yes."

"Of course. I was so happy, I think I almost cried. But I remember kissing him. He was such a good kisser, it left my teenager me in seventh heaven." she laughed. Emma did the same, she had known pretty good kissers when she was a teenager. "That was when Snow discovered it, though. She screamed and ran away, and I had to run after her. She was a little brat back then, even if she is your mother. I told her I could not marry her father, and she believed me and swore she'd keep the secret."

"But she didn't."

"Your mother sucks at keeping secrets, Emma. She practically ran to my mother to tell her, that stupid little brat. Have you already have accepted that Snow White is your mother anyway?"

"Well, if the insanity that fairy tales are true and that I am speaking to the Evil Queen is true, the insanity of Snow White being my mother is not that unbelievable."

"Good point."

They fell silent, Emma taking a long gulp of chocolate. The thought that Snow White was her mother was still something that made her quite uncomfortable, and she still did not give it much thought. At least not now, although she did every time she met Mary Margaret. Regina drank her chocolate in one gulp, leaving the cup on the coffee table. "You have chocolate on your face." the blonde pointed out. Regina's hand immediately flew to her lips, trying to wipe it away. "No, no, more to your right. On your cheek. No," Emma laughed and raised her hand, brushing the woman's skin with her thumb. "There."

"Thank…" Regina started, unable to think properly as the other's thumb hadn't left her face. Inhaling in deeply, she stared at the green eyes that looked at her with interest and curiosity. Her gaze fell to her lips, just for a second. It was enough to know what she wanted though. Taking the woman's cup of chocolate in her hands, she carefully put it on the coffee table and turned to Emma. "Thank you." she whispered before leaning forward and capturing Emma's lips with hers, her hands now going to the blonde's cheeks. Pulling back quickly, she stood up. "Don't ever ask me why I did this, because I don't even know." she told before turning around and running to the bedroom. She grinned, she was right. It was just like how she felt when she kissed Daniel for the first time.