The Guard (CS/Merlin Crossover)

8- Goodnight Jones.

"Camelot?" Killian asked as he watched Emma scatter around her quaint little room in the Swan's home. She was throwing corsets, skirts and various other garments at him, and he was struggling to keep afloat amongst them all.

"Yes, my parents are picking me up in the morning," Emma said tossing a corset behind her. "Apparently there's some conference amongst the kingdoms to be held there, and hell if I'm missing out on a chance to visit some old friends."

"Ah," he nodded politely. He was very intrigued by Camelot, though he'd never been to the kingdom. He'd say as much, but he didn't like to talk to the about himself to the princess. Although he was quite fond of hearing her talk, and she definitely didn't need motivation for her free spirited adventures in the forest. She often got herself into trouble, but it kept things interesting, and he knew she only did it to bug him.

"Oh come on, Jones, stop that," she turned to him.

"Excuse me, Your Highness?"

"You've been my guard for more than a year and a half. If I have to tolerate you, I'd rather you actually respond interestingly when I talk to you."

"Have you warmed up to me, Your Majesty?" The sailor smiled teasingly.

"And if you'd stop calling me that... Oh, don't get me wrong Captain, I'm still going to give you hell until you leave," she turned and threw a heavy petticoat over all the other things in his arms. They tipped over and landed on the bed.

He grinned cockily, "Wouldn't expect any less, love."

"Not sure if I like that any better," she started sorting through all the clothes. In the village, she was able to wear trousers and loose shirts and vests, but she knew her parents would want her to dress like the princess she was in Camelot. She loved wearing the big fluffy dresses most of the time, what she abhorred was the corsets. "Go pack, we'll be staying five days."

"I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight, Princess," Killian bowed out.

"Goodnight, Jones."

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"Emma!" Gwen embraced the princess as soon as she got off the royal carriage.

"Queen Guinevere," Emma teased as she squeezed her friend.

"It's been too long Emma, our correspondences have dwindled."

"I'll say! A new queen must take care of her kingdom."

"I'm going to kill Merlin for telling you," Gwen shook her head. Behind them, Killian coughed.

"Oh this is my guard," Emma introduced him.

"Captain Killian Jones, milady," the guard took her hand and bowed.

Gwen was taken slightly aback by his charisma."Well! I'm Guinevere... Er- you see Emma's mentioned you often in her letters, but-"

"But not that often. Don't let it get to your head, Jones," Emma remarked as a cheeky smile grew across the sailors face. In that moment, Snow, Charming, and Arthur walked up to them to exchange greetings.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Arthur. Emma has told us a lot about Guinevere, and she seems absolutely wonderful," Snow smiled at the queen. Arthur shined with pride at his wife and took her hand.

"I only hope I live up to being her husband."

"I'm sure you will. We think you've done well so far as king, and we appreciate our alliance." Charming said. Arthur wrote to them several times for advice, knowing the Enchanted Forest was no threat to any kingdom as long as no one attacked them. Snow and Charming were more than happy to oblige.