Emma returns to the tavern the next night with a drive to prove her friends wrong. After an hour of lying in wait he finally enters with flask in hand. Her eyes widen as she sees him. His dark hair was messy but in a way that made him look suave. He had a scruff of a beard and wore black leather from head to toe. Having already been drinking he had a certain look in his eyes as if he were on a search. She quickly snaps out of it a laughs to herself
"Poor fool" she thinks "he won't even know what hit him"
She gets up with a smirk and walks up to him playfully "what are you drinking tonight?" She asks with a raised eyebrow
He is taken aback a little by her direct and sudden approach but he seemed to like it.
"Rum. care for some, love" he asks in a low whisper, his accent rolling off his tongue on the last word.
She bites her lip and nods as she takes the flask "yo ho" she says devilishly before taking a big swig
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The Thief
FanfictionEmma Swan is a rebellious princess who steals from rich, evil people and give it back to the poor in her kingdom to escape her controlled life. After a long streak of heists emma decides she wants one last go, targeting one of the most villainous pi...
