A/N: This is an experiment. I took another of my stories from another fandom and I am making it swan queen. I am also trying to practice my translation skills. One translation brought me some new fans and I suppose I want them to have something else to read, so this is a simulcast. The original story is Commander in Chief. "Your Majesty, Madame President. I loved writing it. In this fandom however its bound to be much less hurtful because Regina is leaving Robin and it will be SwanQueen and it will still be nice. There will probably be an added scene in there somewhere different from the original... IDK we will see. I never completely copy things though this first chapter is nearly identical.-Enjoy!

Her Royal Highness

"The princess and the prime minister arrived safely last night," the reporter on the television said as Regina dressed for the day. "They are on a spontaneous diplomatic visit with President Mills and will be honored at a state dinner tonight at the White House."

"Of course," Regina said turning off the set, "The fact that I just got back from Gaza, dealing with an international mess, means absolutely nothing at all." She had been in negotiations the past week to get Israeli government to relax some sanctions on the Palestinians. It was a thousand year old battle that was no where near a resolution.

"Gina Relax, it should be fun to have people that don't want to totally screw you over, in the White House for a change." Robin said coming up behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her.

Regina smiled and turned in her husband's arms. "I suppose," she paused and bent to put on her hose. "You know I've met her before."

"The Prime Minister?" He asked tapping her behind as he walked away. "Yes I did."

The president chuckled as she straightened up again. "Yes, her as well...but I was referring to The Princess." She stepped into her heels and looked herself over. "When I was in college, she came to visit, and I was one of the many people in the crowd. She took my hand and I swore she was flirting. That was just before she came out."

"Maybe she will remember." Robin said in a teasing tone.

Regina let out a wry laugh and walked out to the breakfast table. "Good morning everyone," she said bending down to kiss the top of Henry's head. "Hey there Roland." She said caressing her step-son's cheek and sitting at the table.

Their story was one, that if she thought about it, got her elected. She and Robin had been married for four years. After the death of Henry's father Daniel, Regina had thrown herself into politics. Her chief of staff whose wife had passed away during childbirth, began to court her, pulling her away from her workaholic ways and had won her hand in marriage, if not her heart all together. Regina didn't feel a love like she felt for Daniel but she never expected to feel that way again. However, that show of resilience and near perfect blending of the two families made her approachable to voters and here she was.

Regina looked at her son who looked positively tired. She also took note of all of the black he wore, and was that guy Liner? "Rough night Henry?" She asked bringing a spoonful of fruit into her mouth.

"Mom..." Henry said with a sigh realizing his mother had noted the change in him.

"Henry..." Regina responded with an exasperated sigh of her own.

"I'm just trying to express myself." He added.

"Yes... But-"

"Stop mom! I'm Fourteen, I'm not a little kid anymore!" Henry said walking off.

"At least take a bran muffin with you." Regina said.

He continued walking and passed his grandmother, nearly knocking her down as he did. "Who was that pirate? What did he do to himself?"

"Come on, you can't tell me you didn't go through a rebellious stage." Robin said taking a spoonful of cereal.

"Did she ever!" Cora stated with a chuckle.

"Mother-" Regina began to scold but was cut off by Tink.

"Madame President, the Prime Minister has arrived." Regina stood and kissed both Robin and Roland on the cheek.

"Talk about an early bird." Regina said taking a few files from Tink as she made her way to the west wing. "Thanks."

"It's around noon for her now ma'am," Tink said letting her pass ahead into the oval.

"Prime Minister Lucas, how lovely to see you again." Regina stated putting her hand out to greet the grandmotherly woman seated in the Oval. " I hope you enjoy your stay in our country.

"Of course, we have always enjoyed good relations with the United States." The old woman answered. Regina took in the nervous wringing of the woman's hands and signaled for her to sit.

The old woman sat on a couch, and Regina followed suit in the other. "So what is it that you need?"

The old woman leaned forward and looked at the president intently. "Well it seems that our little island nation has fallen into a bit of a snag. Our military is overextended, because-"

"Because they are off with ours as allies." Regina finished in comprehension.

"Precisely," the old woman finished. " our economy is quite strained, and..."

You need more money or you're pulling your troops from the cause." Regina finished.

"Well, yes!" The old woman answered. They both regarded each other with respect. Regina could see why the older woman had been elected. She was a hard ass. Incredibly decisive.

"Okay," Regina said standing up and extending her hand to Minister Lucas. " tomorrow we will meet with my cabinet and discuss our options. Just remember one thing, this is not just our war. Your country and many others have been affected."

"Yes ma'am, that is why the princess insisted we come in person," the old woman asserted.

"Really? That was smart of her." Regina said walking the older woman to the door. "I didn't know royalty was so involved."

"They give their input, and sometimes it's good." Minister Lucas said as Regina opened the door to the Oval Office.

"Have you had the tour? It should just be a few minutes until the press conference." Regina asked.

"No, I haven't had the pleasure." The older woman said.

"Good, I'll see you in a bit," Regina said and looked toward her aid. "Tink, could you show the Prime Minister around while we wait for the press conference?"

"Yes ma'am," Tink said leading the woman out toward the east wing.

"Madame President, why is Princess of WhiteForrest visiting with us today?" Greg from the Post asked Regina as the three of them sat in the press room for the conference.

She looked at the two women beside her wondering why the question was directed at her in the first place. "I don't know. The New York hot dogs, and Chicago deep dish?"

"Oh my god, Yes!" Princess Emma laughed, "truthfully the president has been doing a fantastic job since her inception these few years, and we are here in support of her reelection."

Regina smiled at the charming woman. "Thank you, that means a lot."

Emma locked her gaze on the president, and smiled. Regina was riveted and barely heard the next question. "The war has been going since before your presidency, what is WhiteForrest getting in return for their efforts?"

Regina took a deep breath to come back to the situation at hand. "It is a joint effort of all allied forces. People tend to forget that it's not just American lives that are being victimized..."

As she went on, at the back of the press stood Kathryn Midas, Regina 's New chief of staff, and Maleficent Darcon her Reelection spin doctor. They looked at each other. "Did you see that?" Kathryn asked Mal.

The older woman hummed in ascension. "Princess has a crush, and our president is smitten."

"You really think it's mutual?" Kathryn asked worriedly as she watch the princess try to charm Regina.

Regina laughed at something Emma said and Mal turned to her. "Subconsciously I think."

" if we can see it..." Kathryn trailed off. "this is a fucking disaster. Should we worry?"

"Not unless she starts taking royal booty calls Kath... She is a charming little bitch."

Robin only half watching from the side of the stage didn't see the way the Princess looked at his wife, and frankly he didn't really care. His mind was on what was waiting for him in his office and how quickly he could get back to it.

A/N: Short, I know. Anyway tell me what you think. just put your opinion in that little box below. hit follow hit favorite... hit me... Just kidding. 'Til next time, much love!~S.K.