Okay so I practically stalked a youtube user to get permission to fic one of her videos. I'll add a link later, but I don't want to give spoilers to those who havent seen if. If most of you have, then let me know and I'll post the link in the summary.

Um dunno how often I will update this. According to my outline it's looking to be about 10 chapters, give or take a few. We'll see.

Hard to chose between T and M, I chose M because there is at least one naughty scene in here.

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Chapter One: I See You

13 years ago.

Fairy Tale Land

The United Kingdoms Council

"The representatives from Arendelle: Princess Anna and Prince Kristoff; acting on behalf of Queen Elsa first of her name."

Emma couldn't stop fidgeting as the man announced every representative that entered the large circular room, with hand-painted murals on each wall. The first time she had come, three years ago, she had been entranced by the golden columns and engraved ceilings. Now she was simply antsy.
The White Princess flicked her gold nameplate back and forth and bit her lip. The posturing done by each representative made her sick. They had to show off their most regal suits and dresses. Everyone was covered in gold and jewels and she was no exception. She had fought tooth and nail to try and convince her parents to allow her to wear pants, but every mention got nothing but an eyeroll and a scoff. Instead, Emma had been poked, plucked, painted and stuffed into this red dress. All so that the others could see how well off the Enchanted Forest, also known as the "White Kingdom" was. Now she was sweating, her ribs were aching from the corset and she wanted nothing more than to scratch her backside.

"The representatives of the Valentia: Queen Cora and Princess Regina; acting on behalf of King Henry first of his name." Emma nearly jumped out of her plush seat in her urgency to look toward the door.

Queen Cora was dressed in finery as usual. It was common knowledge she was the daughter of a common miller, but with her long deep blue dress, embroidered with jewels, you would never have known. Behind her, her daughter was dressed in a similar color blue. However unlike the queen's billowing gown, the princess' outfit seemed to be painted on. The waist and collar were also embroidered with jewels, the diamonds contrasting the dark makeup they both wore.

"I swear that dress Regina is wearing is positively indecent," Snow murmured, as the Princess continued walking, exposing plenty of skin, as the dress only came up to the waist in the back. Emma said nothing, but worked very hard to hold in a smile. They had all seen far worse than what Regina was wearing today. The woman was known for her outrageous dresses.

It happened only once a year. The rulers of all the major Kingdoms, or their representatives, met to discuss problems, enact treaties and prevent war. With the council being run by unbiased parties, it was essential to maintaining peace in the realm. As soon as the King and Queen of Corona, were seated, the council opened the discussion regarding grievances.

"Our first line of discussion is the boundary known both as the Dark Forest or Havens woods, depending on where you are coming from. King Henry of the Valentia also known as the Dark Kingdom has asked that it be formerly agreed that the area is within the boundaries of the Valentia."

"That forest is part of the Enchanted Forest. It is firmly on White Kingdom grounds." Snow replied.

"Ah ah ah," Cora spoke up with a smile. "If that wood was part of the Enchanted forest, it would be known as the Enchanted Forest. The Dark Forest is part of the Dark Kingdom my dear."

"No it is not. Your kingdom begins where the Forest ends."

"Oh was that a rhyme? How quaint." Cora snickered. Emma fought the urge to roll her eyes. The hate between the two was palpable. They argued of those logs every year and every year it was the same. The Dark Forest was neutral ground. Neither kingdom could hold a claim to it. She exhaled and propped her head up on her hand. It was going to be a long day.

The stables were dark as Emma's torch lit up the place. She continued shrugging her shoulders as she walked. Finally out of that straightjacket they called a dress, she had changed into tan breeches and a loose fitting top. She hadn't bothered lacing up her shirt, and her feet were now in plain brown boots. It'd be easy to blend in as a worker should someone choose to walk by.

"Going for a change in profession are we? Perhaps considering a job as a stable girl?" Emma grinned at the husky voice coming from behind her.

"No your highness but with all the pomp and circumstance over, I saw no reason to continue being so restricted." Emma replied,placing the torch into a holder.

"Restricted?"

"Yes. If I were in that dress I could not to this." She ran towards her lover, picking up the Dark Princess easily and holding her in her arms. The brunette wrapped her arms around the neck of the younger woman, before pulling their lips together. While she had be able to remain composed all day, the moment their lips touched Emma could feel her hunger rising. It had been a month since they had seen each other in the Dark Forest. And while they had been stealing meetings together for the last three years, those one-night- a-month meetings were not enough.

"I missed you so much." Breaking apart from their kiss, Regina ran her fingers through the blonde hair. She hopped out of the blonde's arms. "I swear I can never get enough of you."

"Maybe you won't have to," Emma said with a giggle.

"What do you mean?" The White Princess pulled Regina over to a pile of hay. Though many who saw would be surprised, Emma wasn't as the brunette sat down in dry vegetation and leaned over into her lover's arms.

"Remember when we first met?" Emma asked.

"Of course."

Regina ran her hand down Rocinante's face, stroking the soft hairs on the horse. This was her ritual. She refused to come to these stupid meetings if her mother wouldn't allow her to bring Rocinante. After spending the day surrounded by people who loathed her for no other reason than the kingdom she was born into, it was nice to spend time with the one being that loved and understood her.

"Are you ready for a night out my darling," she nuzzled the horse's neck as she continued to stroke his face and moving her hand up into his mane. "You will not believe the day I had. I tried speaking to the ambassador from Weselton regarding using their waterways for trading in exchange for our allowing the use of our abundant mines, you would have thought I asked him to use babies for sacrifices." Rocinante neighed.

"Even your steed knows the Duke of Weselton is an ass." Regina turned around at the voice. A young blonde woman stood by the entrance to the stables. She was taller than Regina, and dressed as someone who should think twice before addressing royalty. It was confusing. The dark pants, shirt and the woman's way of speaking signaled peasant, but the quality of the clothes, the sword hilted at her waist, and the way the woman stood signaled highborn.

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah he is an ass. He's been trying to get us to trade with him for a while now. My parents won't even entertain the thought. Don't take it personally. You are better off without him."

"And how would you know what I am better off without?"

"You're Regina right? Heir to the dark throne," the blonde said in a sing-song voice. "I'd have to be an idiot not to know who you are. I saw you in the council meeting this morning. I'm Emma."

"Emma?"

"Yes Emma. Emma, of the Enchanted Forest. Daughter of Queen Snow White and the Prince Consort, David."

"Oh," Regina turned back to her horse at this. "Well thank you for the opinion." Pulling her steed forward, Regina checked Rocinante's saddle before hoisting herself up onto the horse.

"Hey where are you going this time of night?"

"Why is it any business of yours," Regina replied.

"Because it's late, you're royalty and you shouldn't go out alone."

"A person would have to be suicidal to attack me," Regina lifted up a hand, causing a ball of fire to appear. "I can take care of myself. Also, if you know who I am, then you know you have no business talking to me princess."

"Why not?"

"Because you are of the Enchanted Forest and I am of Valentia."

"And?"

"Are you dim?" Regina asked. "I'm surprised that some of such a righteous place would deem it okay to speak to one so evil as myself. Or have your parents not informed you that everything that comes out of Valentia has a heart as dark as coal. Why do you think we are called the Dark Kingdom?"

"Well that's just talk Regina. Even I know that," Emma waved off. " Besides, the proceedings are over for today. Right now neither of us are in our royal garb, unless turquoise riding habits are the uniforms of Valentia. I'm Emma and you're Regina." Regina couldn't help but tilt her head to the side as she sat upon her horse. This girl was serious.

"What does that mean?"

"That means," Emma said walking over to another stall and opening it to reveal a white steed. "That I should accompany on your ride tonight. What's a beautiful princess riding without her white knight to join her? Get it? White Knight?"

"Yes, dear. I get it." Regina rolled her eyes, hoping to cover the smile that was threatening to break out at the princess' antics. She waited patiently for Emma to get on her horse. "Is he yours?"

"Yeah. Well technically he is my father's but I'm sure he won't mind me riding him for a bit."

"Well then let's go."

Regina smiled at the memory. Though that night was innocent, it was the first night someone from another kingdom took the time to separate her from her royal identity. She wasn't the Dark Princess, she wasn't the daughter of the Queen of Hearts. She was just Regina. That week she and Emma met every night. When they didn't ride, they talked. She couldn't believe that Snow White's daughter was more into sword fighting than dancing, or preferred pants over ballgowns, but it was the truth.

"That night….the night we met, I had no idea what to expect when you turned around. When I approached you, I didn't know that you were…well you. I had no idea I was going to meet this amazing, beautiful, smart woman."

"Keep going, I'm liking this," Regina said with a grin.

"Anyways…before your head gets any bigger. It was the first time that I had an entire night not feeling…pressure. I was free. Even though I had this entire life to go back to, with you I have never felt like I had to be anyone but me."

"You never have to be anyone else. You're Emma to me."

"And you are Regina to me." Regina leaned in kissing the other princess gently on the lips.

"Emma…where is this going?"

"I….I want you Regina," Emma said seriously. The dark princess leaned back, staring at her lover, arching a confused eyebrow. "I want all of you."

"As much as I want to say 'yes, now remove this dress from me', I'm a bit confused dear. You told me that…that you couldn't, wouldn't make love until…"

"No, no. That is not what I meant," Emma blushed "I mean, I want you like that too…but I meant, I-" the blonde trailed off before standing up and reaching for a hand to help Regina off of the pile of hay. She smiled before dropping to one knee.

"Emma…."

"Regina, I love you. And these three years, being with you, it's like living a dream, but every time we have to part, it's like waking up. And I for one don't want this dream to end again."

"Emma," Regina said. The blond just shook her head and reached into her pocket. She pulled out box. Inside was a small silver ring with a green stone.

"My grandmother Ruth gave my father this ring. He used it when he asked my mother to marry him. She said that True Love follows this ring wherever it goes," Emma stopped as her voice cracked. Now she knew there was a reason men did this sort of thing. She couldn't get the words out though she had spent weeks preparing this speech.

"Emma we can't-"

"-and when my father lost my mother for a while, he used this ring to find her. It always leads a person to their True Love." Emma interrupted. "So I am asking you, to take this ring, because you are my True Love. I want to give my life, my love to you. I used to think this True Love that my parents talked about was a joke. I could never have imagined what it was like to feel that. To have your heart opened, to feel what it is like to live through someone else's happiness. But now I do. "

"Emma, I am the Dark Princess..."

"You are Regina. You may be Princess of the Dark Kingdom but you are not dark Regina, you are the light in my life. I want to spend my life showing you that, till you see yourself though my eyes. Till the only definition of you that you know is that one I see." Emma wiped her eyes, feeling the tears fall faster as Regina's eyes were too filled with tears. The Dark Princess dropped to her knees, putting her at eye level with the White Princess. She wiped the tears that were falling out of emerald eyes, caressing the blonde's face.

"Our parents will never accept this. They can't even agree on who owns the Dark Forest," Regina whispered. "My mother would sooner rip my heart out and crush it than have me marry into the White Kingdom."

"I already know what to tell them Regina. I need you to trust me."

"You don't know my mother Emma, she will never…"

"Yes she will. I just need to know that you want to. Do you love me?

"That's beside…"

"Do you love me?"

"Of course."

"Will you marry me? Will you let me spend my life showing you how much you mean to me?"

"Yes." Regina whispered, leaning forward to press her forehead to Emma's and closing her eyes. She put her hand over Emma's, closing both their hands around the ring. "A million times, across every lifetime, yes."