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"She isn't mine." It was a simple statement that tore down Cora's happiness. She did not want to have the Prince's child; she wanted Rumplestiltskin's. The excitement of her child was beginning to fade into disgust. The man had only been with her once in comparison to all of the times she had been with her Master in the past months. It was not fair. And the child would not have the advantage of two magical parents. From the vague details she had managed to get out of him about what he would do once he had taken her child, she could tell it would take a lot of power. He did not want her for this task, so why should her daughter be any different if she were not his as well?

"I am sorry." She looked down at her now quite-round stomach. She was now 5 months pregnant, and had it not been for the useful spells that Rumplestiltskin had taught her, someone surely would have discovered her. As it was, she had to conceal her shock at the kicks that came from the child on occasion. She kicked for Sophia frequently, and kicked once or twice around Henry. She refused to kick for Rumplestiltskin. He was not pleased by this.

"Sorry for what, dearie? The wrong man impregnating you? I want the child, not her father." Cora was surprised by his utter lack of regard as to the background of her daughter. His daughter, as he probably had begun to think of her. It was worrying, the thought. Giving away her firstborn was of no consequence to her, but after she was gone… Cora had to wonder what her use to him would be. He had, perhaps, only remained with her for the sake of hurrying the process of her producing a child. It was insulting, but realistic. After the girl's birth, she would become useless in his mind. She couldn't allow that to happen.

"I suppose that is a good thing, then." She was laid out on her own bed in the castle, the door firmly sealed, and Kryssi instructed to let no one enter. It had been disturbing timing for her. She had just climaxed when he got the vision. Regardless, she knew it was best to allow him to continue. Rolling off of him, she propped herself up with arm, gazing up at him. "Tell me about her."

"She will be beautiful and very powerful. Spitting image of you. Her eyes will be slightly lighter, though. She will be obedient and easily trained. And she will love you with all of her heart." Cora perked up at these comments, but was slightly baffled. If he were to take the child, how would she become close to her? How would she grow to love her if she was not in her life?

"She will know me?" Rumplestiltskin nodded.

"Of course. I wouldn't dream of keeping such a fragile girl from her mother." He was not prepared for the attack of the woman who had been lying so calmly beside him moments before. She kissed him roughly, muttering a thousand little "thank you"s across his lips. It was then, with her body pressed so closely to his, that her child decided to kick. He jumped slightly at the feeling, smiling at it, and turned her around to lay on his chest, her back now pressed against it. He took her hands in his, placing both sets on her bare stomach.

"Regina, kick for your mother." The little girl growing in his stomach obeyed him as swiftly as she did.

"Regina?" He nodded, kissing her neck gently.

"You always did believe that there was power in a name. She grows to be just like you in every single way." It was strange, but there was an undertone of sadness in his voice as he said it.

"Is there something wrong with that?" He was silent for quite a long time, tapping his fingers against her bare skin softly for a few minutes. It seemed as though he was not going to respond when he startled her with his strange answer.

"If she grows up to be anything like you are now, I will be the happiest man alive." She wasn't sure how to respond to that, so she didn't. The silence that followed was mostly contented, but there was an underlying suspicion. What wasn't he telling her? Just as she was working up the courage to ask him, the door was swung open, Sophia racing past Kryssi.

"I'm so sorry, Ma'am, she- "Kryssi froze, staring at Cora's stomach. Cora's heart sank. She could not allow her dream to come true.

"Hello Sophia. Would you mind wiping her memory?" She said it calmly, trying to pretend that she hadn't just been found naked and pregnant with her lover by a young child and a servant who worked for a man who wanted her dead. Sophia nodded, sending flickering green sparks at Kryssi, who dropped to the floor unconscious. Rumple, quite unceremoniously, sent her flying out of the room across the floor, slamming the door behind her.

"Sorry, Cora! I just really had to talk to you about your baby!" The girl really was quite adorable. Rumple nodded, moving the pair of them to the side of the bed, leaving a space open for the young girl. He too had grown fond of her. As Sophia drew closer to them, she began to glow slightly.

"What is it?" It was only after Sophia sat down that Cora noticed she was panting from running across the castle. She stroked the girl's hair gently.

"Henry picked a date for the wedding... and he- he... He wants to have it at Lake Galdur. Says he's scared that the spinning is making you too uncontrollable." By now the little girl was crying. Cora was very confused by the girl's tears and the strong look of concern that covered her master's face.

"What is Lake Galdur? Rumple?" He sighed, creating an image of a muddy lake in the air in front of them. There were small lilies decorating the edges of the small lake. What was odd was that there were little blue sparks covering the surface of the lake. Magic.

"Lake Galdur takes the powers of any magic creature and adds it to the water. The individual's prior spells will remain intact barring from those that are on the person at that instant. He intends to take your magic away, Cora. And in doing so, you will lose the enchantment that conceals her from him. "

It was shocking news. Though she knew that Henry had never liked her magic, she had never thought he would go to such lengths. Hopefully, with the right time given to it, she could convince him to change his mind. He did care for her, after all. And that was something she could- and frequently did- use to her advantage.

"I will just have to convince him otherwise. When has he set it?" The girl looked down apologetically.

"In two weeks' time." Cora laughed humourlessly, standing up abruptly. As she stood, her pregnant appearance vanished.

"And here I was under the impression that royal weddings took time. Well then!" She dressed herself quickly a snap of her fingers "I'd best go speak with him."

With that, she left the room, leaving Sophia and Rumple alone.

"I'm going to go back to my room to let you, um... leave." Sophia climbed off of the bed, trying not to look at the bare-chested man sitting in her future sister's bed. At least they had been covered somewhat under the sheets. She was so young-what would people think if they knew she'd seem so much of a man, much less one so much older than her?

"Before you go..." He reached under the covers, pulling a china doll out from under the sheets that looked exactly like the little girl in a red velvet dress. "Thank you for taking care of Cora."

She took the doll, a small little smile forming across her lips.

"She's family."

Cora entered the dining hall with a flourish, the doors slamming as they were thrown open. She smirked at the look of irritation that Xavier sent her.

"Hello, darling." She said with an innocent little pout as she draped herself over Henry's shoulders. "I've just heard the most wonderful news."

"Cora, we are discussing matters of the utmost importance." Xavier said sternly, signaling towards the door.

"Oh, but so do I! A little bird told me that the wedding date had been set. I just wanted to know when it is. There's so much that needs to be done. The flowers, the location, the dress- will I have to make my own, or will you have someone make one for me?" She was babbling. She had found that the best way to get information in this family was to act as stupid as they thought she was. If they thought she was the foolish miller's girl, they did not think much of her. She preferred it that way.

"One has been made that you will be fitted for in the next hour. The wedding will be in a few weeks. That is all you must know." Xavier had always been quite dismissive with her in the past, but this was insulting.

"But Henry!" she whined. "I want to plan my wedding with my fiancé! NOW!"

Both men groaned audibly.

"Henry, pacify your woman. She has grown too vocal." Xavier finally conceded, ordering a servant to fetch Henry's older brothers instead. Henry practically dragged Cora from the room.

"What was that about?" He hissed, glaring at her. It was interesting to see such a look on her easily manipulated fiancé.

"I've... always dreamed about my wedding. And getting married to a prince, I just want everything to be perfect." She put as much innocence and weakness into her expression and voice as she could.

"Alright." He sighed, wrapping an arm around her. "What do you want to plan?"

"I've always wanted my wedding in a small church, but now that we'll have so many guests, I suppose it'll have to be larger, won't it? Perhaps the grand ballroom of the palace?" He chuckled, holding her close, something that would be almost scandalous if anyone saw them.

"I do like seeing you so excited about something other than your... magic." She nodded, clinging harder to him.

"So we can do it?" She was so hopeful, practically glowing with joy. It was such a shift from her normal, but happiness was all he wanted for her.

"Yes. We can do it." She smirked internally, breaking out into a grin externally.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He kissed her once, caught up in the excitement of the moment.

"Why don't you go get fitted into your dress, my beautiful bride?" She nodded once more, leaving him quickly, a smirk covering her face as soon as her back was turned from him. She had gotten what she wanted.