SwanQueen Week

Day 5: Enchanted Forest

This was another request! You who requested it, I hope you like it! I used a lot of time to write this. Thank you for your request!
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Eighteen year old Emma White walked through the big castle's doors, meeting her parents and little brother by the big dining table.

"Good evening mother, father, Neal", she greeted them as she walked over to the table and went to her seat, only to stop when their kitchen girl Ruby came over and pulled out the chair for her. Emma couldn't help but smile and give her a look. "Ruby you know I can do that perfectly myself thank you", she said as she sat down and Ruby smiled nodded.

"Of course princess Emma", she said, but Emma knew she would continue and doing so and a part of her loved Ruby for it.

"So Emma sweetheart, we have something your father and I would like to discuss", her mother began and Emma smiled, despite knowing what was coming. She wasn't supposed to find out before she was eighteen, but she had accidentally heard a conversation between her parents about marrying her to some other kingdoms princess.

And while Emma was happy that she at least got a female, she was still sad about getting married to someone she didn't love, let alone knew very well. She hadn't even met the girl yet. What if she was just one of those girls who was heartless and didn't care about anyone but herself? Emma didn't want to marry that kind of girl. She wanted someone who saw her for who she really was. Someone she could trust and give her heart to without having it it back broken the next day.

"Emma sweetie?", her mothers voice rang through her head and Emma blinked shaking her head before clearing her throat.

"I'm sorry mother. I was lost in thought", she explained and queen Snow smiled at her beautiful daughter.

"That's okay sweetie. Something special on your mind?"

"No just... Random thoughts I guess", Emma said, not wanting to give her parents any trouble and Snow smiled at her daughter.

"Good, but as I said we need to discuss your future. Your father and I have talked with the king and queen in the Kingdom of the north, the Royalty family French and we have agreed to make a deal", she said and Emma nodded as she listened and she could see her ten year old little brother smile at her, and she couldn't stop herself from smiling back at him. "As you know Emma, our kingdom is in deep need of help, both with food and water and we as their rulers, have to help them. As the rulers of this kingdom and our people's land, it's our responsibility to make sure they get what they need to survive. Even if it have to pay the price", Snow continued and Emma nodded, knowing what that price was. Her freedom. Her freedom to make her own choices.

"The Royalty family French has agreed to help, but the price... They are wishing for you and their daughter Belle to take each others hand in marriage", she explained and Emma sighed nodding. A silence began and Snow tuned to her husband who gave her an assuring smile before turning to his daughter.

"Emma. We know this isn't what you had hoped for when it came to your future and neither did we hope for it. But it's our only option. You're our only hope", he said and Emma sighed nodding in understanding. She was their princess. The next heir. As her mother said, it was her responsibility and she had to do what's right for her land and her people.

"When will I meet her? And when are you expecting for the wedding to take place?", she asked and queen Snow and king David smiled a proud smile before answering.

"They are arriving here tomorrow afternoon. You will meet princess Belle there", David said and Emma nodded in understanding. She was just hoping she didn't have to wear a dress. She hated wearing those with her little Swan down there. Especially when he was so active.
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The Royalty family French had finally arrived and Emma and her brother along with their parents stood in the throne room, waiting. "It's gonna be fine", prince Neal said and Emma turned to her brother and smiled at him, hugging him tight.