"Are you still upset with me?" He asked, tying the first bow slowly.
"No, I'm not." She said back. "Ares taught me how to control my temper." She smiled at the thought of her boyfriend. Pan, however, grew jealous and decided it would be fun to tug...
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—Y/n's POV—
There might be only one word to describe my dress. Perfect. It was a beautiful forest green, the skirt's black and green tool flowed behind me as Peter and I waited to be announced. I felt my stomach start to turn. Butterflies. They were all swarming around. Peter's eyes travelled to mine as his mouth formed a closed lip smile. I returned a similar one, getting a little impatient.
"Peter Pan and Y/n Jones," this is it. That was us. Peter and I walked through the doors that burst open. My arm was slinked around his as together we floated down the grand staircase. Everyone looked so elegant and beautiful.
Don't trip. Try not to fall. The butterflies started to fly away as I got closer and closer to the ground. I was at a ball. I felt like a real princess. Something I had dreamed of though I often kept it a secret.
As I reached my two dads, I curtsied. I couldn't hold back my childish giggle.
"I think we both might be expecting a dance with our daughter," Robin joked as his eyes went from Killian to me.
"Then a dance you both shall get." I grinned as Killian placed a kiss on my forehead.
"Presenting the Savior." The crowd clapped as Regina appeared at the top of the stairs. Her outfit, a little less evil and more...more Emma. She seemed amazed that people were clapping for her. Regina—The Savior. Not The Evil Queen.
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Peter's hands rested on the curve of my waist as my arms were gracefully around his neck. We were lost in each other's gaze, enchanted by each other's beauty. Somehow, our bodies started to flow with the choreography everyone else seemed to have perfectly memorized.
