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Chapter 2

Regina's POV:

The following twenty minutes passed rather slowly as Regina just sat on the altar in the back. Those minutes strongly reminded her of her boredom and loneliness in Storybrooke. The brunette felt as if she had been living in that freaking city for years even if that wasn't true. To shut the feeling away she decided that it would be best to inform herself about all the different flowers. She was a professional after all and a mayor. That title had to count for something.

Regina drew out her cell-phone as she trotted around the church and examined all the flowers that decorated it. She noticed that there was also a traditional marquee that would probably later serve as an after-marriage slash party location nearby.

Her cell-phone showed her interesting plants that decorated not only the church but also the marquee outside. She slightly chuckled when she read about a plant called "Cock's Comb". It looked kind of good though.

Her legs dragged her to the three-tier wedding cake that was standing in the middle of what seemed to be the bridal pair's table, which the flower lady had apparently embellished. One blooming flower took her attention not only because it was beautiful but also due to its shape. She googled for the plant and had to immediately smirk at the fitting name "Bleeding Heart". That one could really become her new favorite flower.

After walking around the church and the party location for what felt like hours to her feet – because that idiotic flower lady had twice her shoe size and the brunette therefore had to wear her own high-heels – several guests finally made their way into the clerical building.

She thought about following them but felt highly undressed and therefore searched for a side entrance. The brunette maybe should have kept her own clothes after all.

When she finally found another way in, she immediately noticed the familiar music of an organ.

Emma's POV:

The two Swans made their way in once Henry had linked their arms. The blonde walked with her head held high, a smile grazing her lips and her heart beating rhythmically to the music. She took one step after another and paid the greatest attention of walking straight without stumbling. All eyes were set on her and she was blushing lightly.

Emma was in the middle of the aisle as one step felt incredibly different than the others, better somehow. Her head turned to her left all of a sudden as if a force or some kind of magic pulled it into that direction.

The blonde instantly locked eyes with a dark-haired beauty, standing at the side of the church pews. Emma's smile vanished and a stunned expression settled down on her face as she gazed into chocolate-brown eyes. Her heart immediately jumped, lost its rhythm and made its way to her throat. In that moment it was as if time stood still for her. The young woman just stared at the brunette with such intensity that for one second Emma could have bet that she had seen the other woman with long hair and a red dress.

Emma blinked and quickly pulled herself together before she looked ahead again. She felt somehow weird for having stared at a woman, she didn't even know, for three seconds too long and for suddenly seeing things that weren't even there. Her legs were still moving forward as her gaze turned nevertheless once again to only see that the woman was gone. To stop the feeling of disappointment and something the blonde couldn't quite determine, she shook her head a little and continued to walk.

Her eyes immediately looked into the eyes of the man she was going to be married to, in only a few minutes.

Regina's POV:

After gazing at the blonde for a while, Regina's feet were slightly mushy and she immediately made her way out of the church. Her getting married would get in the way of the former Evil Queen's plans but it nevertheless seemed useless to try and stop it.

The brunette had been certain that the woman was the Savior once she had felt the magic boring into her from sparkling green-blue eyes. However, what frightened and overwhelmed her was another feeling; a feeling reminding her of something she just couldn't remember.

Her heart had warmed up upon seeing the blonde but she nonetheless couldn't place the feeling even if it was incredibly familiar. Or maybe Regina just didn't want to acknowledge it because her heart seemed to know exactly what it was.

The former Evil Queen was sick of the curse she herself had brought upon the Enchanted Forest. She was so sick of it that she sometimes tended to forget why she had actually conjured it. It seemed as if her brain was playing games with her. When locking eyes with the blonde, she had seen something that she never thought she would see… but she didn't know what to make of it. The brunette wasn't sure if she even wanted to know what all of it meant.

The only thing she wanted was to be free.

The mayor knew, if nothing else but this, that she was missing out on something. There was something specific hidden in her memory she needed to find out. She hoped that the Savior could be a key element in finding whatever it was she was looking for. Furthermore, the brunette was almost sure that the blonde would be able to break the curse and free her in the process.

Regina made her way to the marquee with her heart beating faster than normally. She took a few deep breaths and marched to a bowl that was filled with a red liquid. The mayor poured herself a drink that she immediately downed. She set the emptied glass away and brushed over the jeans, which she wished she wouldn't wear right now. This was going to be so much harder than she had expected.

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