The Light Guiding Me To You

Chapter 12

(Emma's POV)

Killian's body is so warm up against mine, I don't want to move. I inch even closer to him.

"Good morning Swan." He grasp tightens.

"Good morning." I sigh.

"You ready to face the day?" He asks.

"I suppose but it's going to be long." I let out a long grunt.

He kisses my head. "But worth it!" He start to get out of bed and the cold air wafts on me as soon as he does.

"We should probably get up love, wouldn't want to be late for breakfast."

"You can get ready and head down early. I think I might have a quick bath." I say.

"Whatever you say love." He pecks me on the cheek and retires to his room.

I undress and slip into the bathroom, where there is a hot bath waiting for me. How strange! I didn't call anyone. Maybe it was Killian. I slip into the hot water and immediately relax. There is an amazing fragrance given off by the water that put me into a very calm state. It's so nice. My stomach feels like it has butterflies.

Thoughts flood my mind. Am I rushing into all of this too fast? Could I really love Killian?

I wash my body and my hair to make sure I look presentable today and reluctantly get out of the water. I go out into the room and walk over to the vanity where a hairbrush lays. I sit down as I brush through my long locks of hair and hum a song to myself.

"Quite a beautiful tune, dearie." An unfamiliar voice says.

I quickly turn around. I see a man with long hair and scaly skin. "Who are you?

"I apologize. I haven't introduced myself." He bows. "Rumplestilstkin."

"What are you doing here?" I grab a pair of scissors from the desk just in case.

"Well, you see I have a deal to make with you."

I scoff. "I have no interest in making a deal with you."

"Oh but you will dearie! This is something that could perhaps, peak your interest." I raise my eyebrow and cross my arms. "I can feel your dilemma. You are scared to love the prince. You want to but something is holding you back. What if I told you that there is a way to verify your love for him."

"I'm listening."

"Have you ever heard of a sleeping curse?" He grins.

"Not much. Definitely not enough I suppose."

"Once a victim is under the curse, the only way to wake them is by true loves kiss. Wouldn't you like to know if Killian is your true love? All it takes is the prick of a finger." He holds out a needle.

The option swirls around in my head before my logic comes back into play. "I can't it's not right."

"Oh I assure you, it is."

"What if I don't want to do it?"

"I wouldn't back out of this if I were you dearie."

"Why is that?" I grasp the scissors tighter.

He cackles. "Lets just say I enforced some insurance to make sure you wouldn't drop out."

My eyes slowly grow wide. "What did you do?"

"That was no ordinary bath you just took. You see, over the years I have concocted many spells, curses, and potions that can do a variety of different things. I may have tampered with the bath water and put a few drops of one of them into it."