If I owned OUAT Swan Queen would be canon.

"Regina." The brunette's name sounded muffled through the window, but the owner of the voice was unmistakable. When no reply came the blonde knocked against the window insistently until she saw the familiar figure moving towards the window.

"It's cold out here." The blonde whispered while repeatedly tapping against the window, urging the woman on the other side to let her in.
"Come on Regina." She whined and punctuated her statement by clattering her teeth.

Regina rolled her eyes but had to keep herself from smiling. She had never met anyone as impatient as princess Emma. But then again, she had never met anyone else who was prepared to ride through the bitter November cold and climb an apple tree bare-footed just to see an exiled 'evil' Queen before. She glanced at the blonde and smirked teasingly before opening her window. In typical fashion, the blonde was balanced on the branches of her apple tree, seemingly without weight as she stood between the blood red apples. The red apples complemented the bright red blush on the princesses cheeks, evidently from climbing the tree. She was dressed in a jacket much like the one she used to ride in, but a thicker one of lilac color with fur lining.

It wasn't cold in the palace so Regina herself was dressed in a short dressing gown that left little to the imagination; especially after the sharp cold had hit the brunette's frame. The younger blonde let her eyes rake over the deep red velvet gown that the brunette was dressed in, momentarily distracted from the cold outside. The beauty of the woman that was locked away from the world would never fail to amaze and surprise her.
"I thought you were cold dear. If I leave this windown, open any longer, I'm going to put on something warmer myself." Regina replied cocking an amused eyebrow at the dumbstruck blonde. This got the young princesses attention and she quickly jumped inside, snapped an apple from the tree and jammed the window shut.
Regina glared at the move, but when Emma moved the apple towards her mouth and sunk her teeth into it, she decided against commenting. The blonde could eat her apples every night if it brought that look to her face.

Regina sat on her bed and wasn't surprised when she felt the blonde throwing herself on the bed next to her. The blonde moaned dramatically as she landed between the soft feathery sheets. "Gods Regina, what did you do to this bed? Mine isn't nearly as comfortable."
The brunette chuckled but didn't give a reply. She thought of making a snide comment about the princesses mother, but bit her tongue. The nightly endeavors -she didn't dare call it a relationship -between the two of them were something she started to care about and she didn't want to risk this precarious balance of good and evil they had established.

The two stayed silent for some time, listening to their own breaths, the beats of their hearts singing out into the night. But there was only so much time that Emma could lie next to the beautiful brunette without wanting to touch. Emma was not one to hold back from what she wanted, so without a word she stretched her hand out and pulled the brunette down to lie next to her.
Regina yelped at the sudden move and landed nearly half on top of Emma. Her legs were draped over the pale blonde's and she could feel nervous breaths against her neck. Emma moaned softly and Regina's heart shot up, until the blonde followed, complaining: "Regina your elbow."

Regina quickly moved her elbow from its resting place just above Emma's breast and rolled herself to the side next to Emma, now facing the younger woman. Emma's breath hitched nervously when she noticed the woman was much closer now than she had ever been before: their noses nearly touching, their breaths on the other's face.
"Regina." Emma breathed out and the brunette brought her hand up to caress the blonde's face. Mesmerized by the emotions playing out on her face. People had always schooled their features in front of her, playing the role she assigned them to, but this woman seemed to be comfortable just being herself in her presence. Her eyes dropped down to her smooth lips that had slightly parted of their own accord.
"Regina I-." Emma repeated, but Regina placed her hand over the blonde's lips. Leaning forward slowly, her heart thumping nervously into her chest, feeling alive again for the first time in years. She slowly moved her hand from the lips towards the blonde's hair and brought her lips down to press them against the inviting set in front of her.

"I know why." Emma breathed out just before Regina's lips met hers. For just a second their lips touched, warmth flooding through them, before Regina stiffened and pulled her lips away as the words reached her ears. Her eyes sought Emma's, but she knew without looking what the blonde was talking about. She shot up, backed away from the blonde and wrapped her thin dressing gown tight around her, ready to put on her protective dresses and become the Queen everyone knew and feared.

Emma grabbed her shoulder before the Queen could back away from her and forced her back onto the bed. She pulled the brunette to face her and pried her hands away from their safe haven only to wrap her own fingers around them. "Regina. I know why you're here. I know what you did to my mother. I know what you tried to do. I know who you used to be."

Emma felt the brunette clenching her fists in an effort to remain strong. She had expected Regina to explain or maybe to scream, but Regina stayed silent. Emma traced small circles over Regina's stiff and trembling hands before bringing her face closer to the brunettes and breathing against her cheek.
"Regina look at me." She pleaded, finally meeting the brunette's eyes again, surprised at the tears brimming there. Emma gasped at the tears and immediately moved to wipe the tears from her eyes, tracing her fingers over the beautiful face in front of her.

"Regina. I know who you used to be and I don't care." She whispered against the brunette's lips before pressing her own to them again. She didn't do anything else, unsure of what was supposed to happen, but felt Regina slowly relaxing against her lips. Finally Regina pulled away and brought her trembling hand to the blonde's hair.
"Emma." She croaked out and bit her lip, searching for words, but keeping them in at the same time. Emma replied by pressing her lips against the brunette's again, wrapping her arms around her in a somewhat awkward, but comforting, hug.
"I know you're different now. You're not that anymore."

Regina felt tears tricking down her face as the blonde kissed her over and over again. Wiping away the stains of what she used to be, cleaning her soul from the darkness of the Evil Queen and bringing back the light that had once been there. She sighed and allowed herself to believe the words, if just for one night.

Regina stood in front of her mirror staring at her own reflection, but waiting for an answer to her question. The mirror was usually fast in bringing back news, but seemed to take it's time today. She tried to refrain herself from nervously tapping her fingers against the mirror, a habit she was pretty sure she picked up from the young princess that would visit her every once in a while. She smiled at the thought of the princess and kept her eyes focused on the mirror in front of her, the thought of the blonde keeping her waiting for the image to change.

The image did change, but instead of what she hoped, she saw something else appearing in the mirror. A streak of blonde and lilac appeared behind her own reflection and when she turned around the object of her thoughts was standing in the middle of the room. Emma stood in front of her, her golden curls framing her face as it would during their nightly encounters, but instead of her riding clothes or her nightgown, the princess was dressed in a lilac dress. The dress was creased and ripped and it seemed that Emma had tried to climb the tree while wearing it. What caught the brunette's attention, however, was the blood red apple in her hand.

Emma didn't say a word, she just brought the apple to her mouth and took a bite.
"NO!" Regina screamed and sprinted towards the blonde, already preparing to catch the falling figure of the woman in front of her. Instead Emma let the apple drop down and slowly swallowed, tears streaming down her cheeks even before the apple had reached the floor.
"Emma…" Regina called her name, but she couldn't form any words as she saw the look in the blonde's eyes. It was a look that she was all too familiar with: not hate, not fear; just disappointment.

"Regina, how could you?" The blonde whispered, her voice barely audible even in the overwhelming silence between them.
"I thought you'd changed."

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