I thought this story for a long time. Young Regina and young Robin. This is just a prologue to see if people will be intersted in this story. Please leave me your thoughts. Let's see what would happen if Robin was one of Leopold knights.

As always a big thank you to my dear friend Zoe. She thought about the title :) I hope you will like it :)

Today is the day Regina has to move on in Leopold's castle. In a few days, she will become Queen.

The wedding has been arranged for the next week and Regina can't do anything to stop it.

She should be happy; she will be Queen, she will be rich, she will have everything...

But she doesn't want any of these things, none of that matters to her; The only thing she ever wanted was to love and be loved. And she had found that and hope for a happy ending with Daniel.

But now, Daniel is dead. She lost him, lost the only reason that she woke up with a smile on her face. She lost her reason to smile, and she can't do anything to bring him back. Her wonderful mother had made sure of that. She had taken his heart out and crushed it, right in front of her.

The worst day of her life was the day of Daniel's death. The day she lost her love, her hope, her smile.

He was a good man. He hadn't done nothing wrong. He deserved better. But now he was dead.

She misses him. And with every passing moment she misses him more.

And the worst was yet to come; in a week Regina will become a 'prisoner' in her own castle. She wishes she could just take Roccinante and escape from all this. Just run away, and never look back. But she can't do that either; her mother took good care of that too. She can't leave the kingdom without Leopold.

He seems like a kind man. The people seem to love him. Maybe she could learn to love him. If she really tries.

But no. She will always love Daniel. Only him. The thought of loving anyone else is preposterous.

Her whole trip to the castle has been an internal war with her heart. She is to be wed to a man who is the furthest thing away from the man she loved.

And now she is sitting in front of her apple tree, silently crying. Every happy memory she had made with Daniel, climbing the tallest trees, swimming in the lake, counting the stars at night... They are all so far away from where she is. So very far.

The palace is silent and peaceful. At least she has no worries about being interrupted from her thoughts, which may not be a good thing after all.

At least she has still this apple tree, something to remind her of her home. To remind her of Daniel.

She particularly requested for the movement of this tree. She wants it with her. Like a friend. Because now she doesn't have one. Neither does she love.

She has all the riches she could possibly ask for, but she has nothing.

A man is standing there all the time , admiring her. His heart snuk in his chest and he felt a desperate need to comfort this young beautiful woman , who in a few days will become his queen.