A prisoner long forgotten

Chapter 5: Sparks and magic

Emma looks around the corner and finds the hallway empty. There is nothing in her way to enter her parents chambers and find those books. The door creeks when she opens it slowly making sure no one is in the room before she enters it. After looking around and making sure she can't hear anyone she makes her way to the bed and turns the crowns on the headboard upside down.

A click is heard just like she was told and a little door opens revealing five books. Emma takes one of the books examining it before she opens it. She can't read the sentences in the book, it must be some form of elfish. She takes to books and put them in the leather bag she brought with her. She walks to her mother's bookcase and let her fingers travel over the various number of titles when she finds the Apple Heart. She takes it as well and puts it in the bag leaving the room again walking to the stairs of the west wing tower.

"Where were you last night? I thought you were coming back!" Emma is greeted with an angry voice.

"Hello to you too, I'm sorry I didn't come back yesterday. Let me say ...my parents were already occupying in the room." Regina eyes widen.

"Oh....really....I don't want that imagine in my head."

Emma chuckles and takes the books out of her bag and gives them to Regina through the bars. Emma sits back down on the floor just across from Regina like she did the day before.

Regina browses through the books biting her bottom lip while her face is looking very seriously. Emma let her head fall to the side while she studies Regina face. She looks adorable something she is never going to admit to her and something she can't really believe she is admitting to herself.

"You are staring at me!" Regina says making Emma jump and she is pulled out of her thoughts back to reality.

"I.....was....I have eyes, I'm allowed to use them." Regina rolls her eyes but can't help the blush that is covering her cheeks. She focuses back to the pages of the book.
Emma keeps quiet while Regina keeps reading book after book.
After two hours and counting the stones in the wales Emma had enough of the silence and stood up, ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Regina asks lifting and eyebrow.

"I'm going because I have been sitting here for two hours watching the minutes go by and I'm sick of it."

"Please don't go." Regina's timid voice asks. Emma turns around and sighs.

"Why not? I don't see what my purpose is, I'm just sitting here doing nothing."

"Your ....not doing nothing. Your...here.....with me." Regina puts her book down.

"I like the company, it's been a very long time since I was able to talk to someone."

"How long has it been since you were able to talk to someone." Regina gets up and walks to the wall next to the small window. Emma takes a step closer to the bars and watches while Regina let her hand glide over the stones where there are small marks engraved.

"You were five when your mother visited me for the last time, I gave up counting after a year. So it will have been 15 years since I last talked to someone. So please Emma stay, I just need someone close to me." Regina turns her face to the wall but Emma can see her shoulders hutch in a way you see when someone is crying. Emma puts her hands on the bars, she desperately wants to close the distance between her and Regina but the cold hard iron of the bars reminds her that she can't.

"Regina." Emma breaths, Regina turns around and Emma sees the moisture in her eyes.

"Your mother was right, Emma. The loneliness did break me, I don't care about revenge anymore, I want to join my love in the afterlife maybe if I'm lucky I will find some happiness."