QUEEN OF DRAGONS ( killian jones )

chapter fourteen.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN —
( Tell me, if he handed you a bloodied hand, would you take it, only because it was his? )

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        The day after Luna willingly fell under a sleeping curse to communicate with Mary Margaret in the Enchanted Forest and assist Emma in trapping Cora, both Emma and Mary Margaret climbed out of the town's well and returned to Storybrooke without the Queen of Hearts.

Granny organised a heartwarming welcome back party for Emma and Mary Margaret at her cozy diner. Friends and family gathered to embrace the two as they exchanged warm greetings with guests. Luna watched her youngest daughter, immersed in lively conversations with Henry Mills.

Mary Margaret finally spotted Luna and rushed up to her, enveloping her in a warm, tight hug. "Oh, Luna! I can't thank you enough for risking yourself to help us find our way home."

Luna chuckled softly and returned the embrace. "It was the least I could do. You know Cordelia always assisted Snow White whenever she needed help back in the Enchanted Forest."

Mary Margaret beamed and nodded gratefully. "She certainly did, and I will always be grateful to you for doing that." Luna fidgeted anxiously with the dragon ring encircling her finger; her mind weighed down by questions. "It's alright, you can ask me about him."

Gazing into Mary Margaret's compassionate eyes, Luna found her nervousness melting away. "Was he okay? What was he like? What did he look like? Did he happen to mention anything about me?"

Mary Margaret let out a soft, amused chuckle. "He's quite attractive, even more handsome than you told me," she remarked. The two shared a brief, light-hearted laugh before Mary Margaret's smile softened. "He was good, but it turns out he was working with Cora."

Luna couldn't help but groan. "Working with Cora? Are you serious?"

"He wanted to work with whoever would get him to Storybrooke," she said.

Luna narrowed her eyes. "I feel like there's more to this."

"He's still upset with how you left things all those years ago," she said, then grimaced as she continued, "and his sole focus at the moment is getting revenge on Rumplestiltskin."

Luna's shoulders dropped, and she looked away from Mary Margaret. "Gold's going to find out."

Mary Margaret frowned. "He doesn't know about you and Hook?"

Luna shook her head. "No. He'd probably kill me if he found out. I only told you about him, but I'm fairly certain Regina knows."

Emma walked up to the girls and crossed her arms as she stared at Luna with a frown. "I can't even picture you with him. You're bright and happy, and he's all leather and dark," she said. "He is very flirty. Is that what you fell for?"