Losing Light

Chapter 13

Milah glared at Emma as two guards stood behind her as they brought her into the room. "Why am I here, your majesty?" She asked in a disgusted tone.

"For your affair with the King," Emma replied calmly. 'So far so good,' she thought.

Milah smirked, "has word gotten out? Has he told you how much better of a woman I am to him? I never resisted. I don't fear him when he comes close to me. I don't have worries that he's going to hurt me in the bedroom. He has also never laid a hand on me."

Emma clenched her fists. Whatever past Killian had with this woman, she was going to find out what it was. "Milah, you're job position is gone in this castle now." Emma got off her throne and went over to Killian's closet with the urns. She grabbed one off the shelf and faced her again. "You won't be able to flirt with my husband ever again from in here." She popped the lid and Milah disappeared.

"Thank you gents, but you are dismissed," Killian said jumping off his throne. He walked over to Emma and put his hand on her cheek. "Are you alright?"

"Yep." Emma put on a fake smile trying to hide the guilt she had because of what she just did. "It feels... Different."

"Is what she said true, darling?"

"About me being scared of you? No. I know you wouldn't hurt me. I knew you didn't mean to today."

"I truly didn't. Feel free to hurt or punish me in anyway you choose." She looked up into his eyes. He wasn't trying to be funny. He was being completely serious.

She turned her head away from him and began walking away. She wanted and needed to be alone. She went out to the garden and as she stepped onto the grass, a flower bloomed beside her foot. It was one that she had never made before. It had white petals and a blue center. Green mixed into the white color of the petals. She picked it out of the ground and twirled it around in her hand. She thought about Killian and how he acted today. Her eyes fluttered shut to force back the tears. She wasn't going to cry. When the feeling passed, she opened them again and was standing behind Killian. His back to her.

Did the flower just bring her to him?

She tested it out.

She thought about the throne room. The room where she had punished her first subject. She shut her eyes and pictured the room. A minute later, she opened them again and was standing next to her throne.

"A magic flower," she stated in a whisper. The doors swung open and she quickly hid the flower behind her back. Two guards came in carrying a trunk. She furrowed her brows in confusion and moved the flower up into her hair, tucking it in place. She stepped out of the room so she wouldn't be in the way. She stayed away for a few hours to test her new flower's magic. 'Maybe I should go. Killian doesn't need me here,' she thought as she walked to their bed chambers. Emma opened the door and he was sitting at the desk. His head in his hands. A glass of rum was half full on his side and an empty bottle near that. As she shut the door, he looked up. An expression on his face that she couldn't quite place.

"You know what a King is without his Queen, Swan?" He asked drunkenly. She shook her head and watched as he stood up. He slowly made his way to her. "Nothing. He is just a man with a crown on his head. I do need you because I wouldn't survive without my Queen." He got down on his knees and fumbled around in his pockets. "I know that we are already technically husband and wife, but I still wanted to do this for you. I wanted to do it right." He pulled out a black box and opened it in front of her. "Will you marry me?" A mix of diamonds and emeralds were on the ring. It was clearly expensive and definitely one of a kind. But she already made up her mind. She opened her fist and blew the poppy seed dust into his face. He dropped the box as he fell to the floor into a deep sleep.