And here is the second part.

Day 2 of EC week: EC with children.

Tw: abuse (just to be safe) / Major character's death

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"Oh my God!"

Regina's cries could probably be heard in the entire castle and perhaps even in the surrounding villages as she tried desperately to push her first child out of her wombs.

Her baby. Hers and David's. A baby princess -according to the fortune tellers that had visited them since they news of a royal baby had been announced. A baby princess she had been dying to meet for eight months now but never had she been more eager than right this instant.

The brunette cried. He body was tired and panting. Her breathing was so jerky it hurt her lungs and she wouldn't even start talking about her lower belly because it felt like a battlefield down there.

"Come on, your Majesty," her midwife told her and she swore she was that close to grab the woman's hair and pull it until she could see her skull.

"I'm try-ing!" Regina bit, pushing once again only to fall back on the bed. "I can't. I just can't." She muttered, tears of frustration and fear rolling down her cheek.

"Of course you can. Come on, just one last time. Push. Push."

The brunette closed her eyes, took a deep breath and rose on shoulders before pushing as hard as she could, her hands grasping on the bed's sheet so hard that they were turning white and her mouth wide opened as she cried out, praying that it would be enough.

And it was. God.

"It's a girl." She heard the woman say, before rising from in between her legs.

"Oh my God." Regina whispered, tears rolling down her face as she tried to peek a glance at her daughter. "I want to see her. Please."

"Yes." The midwife told her coming towards her, a crying baby wrapped into a blanket in her arms. "Here is your beautiful daughter."

"Oh." Was all the brunette could say at the sight of her princess.

She sat up a little, forming a little bed with her arms to welcome the precious child.

"Hello there." Regina whispered soothingly and the baby calmed down a little, her still-closed lids moving hastily as she tried to open her eyes. "I'm so happy to meet you, my love." Regina whispered kissing her forehead lovingly before letting out a chuckle. "So, so happy."

"I'm going to call your maid so you both can get cleaned up so the Princess can meet the King."

Regina nodded, unable to avert her eyes from her daughter or to keep the smile off her face for that matter.

In about thirty minutes, they were ready. The bed's sheets had been changed and she was now -all cleaned up- sat on the it, holding her daughter close to her heart when the doors opened shyly on David.

Her smile grew instantly at the sight of small tears in the corner of her husband's eyes.

"Meet your daughter, your Majesty. Meet Olivia Rose." She rejoiced as she put the baby in his arms when he was sat on the bed, next to her.

"Princess Olivia." David whispered, already charmed by their daughter's blue eyes. "She is so beautiful." He let out, mesmerized.

"Yes, she is." Regina confirmed, slowly putting her head on his shoulder as she took her daughter's little hand in between her thumb and index. "She is perfect." She drawled out, her eyes suddenly feeling heavy.

"You can sleep, my love." She heard her husband tell her and she felt him kiss the top of her head. "I'm right here with our princess, watching over you.

She should have expected it. But things were going so well that she thought she could finally be happy, that she would leave her be…

Tears streamed down the brunette's face as she looked back and forth between the woman facing her and her toddler, sleeping peacefully in the crib.

"Leave, mother." Regina bit angrily.

"Careful, dear. We don't want my granddaughter to wake up." Cora warned, looking down at the baby.

"Mother." Regina repeated, balling her fists. "Go away or -"

"Or what, you arrogant child?!"

"I will not let you hurt me or my family. Not again. If you don't leave, I will make you -"

Regina shocked on the last word as Cora lifted her from the ground, pinning her against the wall in a large thud that caused Olivia to wake up and start fussing.

"You will make me? And how is it. You're just a weak, pathetic child."

"What do you want, Mother?" Regina begged desperately, tears falling on her cheek.

"I want what's mine." Cora demanded, letting her fall on the ground. "My grandchild."

"What?" The brunette let out in shock. "No. No." She quickly said, shaking her head.

"I'm the one who made you marry the King. It only makes sense. I still haven't heard a 'thank you' by the way."

"You're sick, mother."

Cora was about to raise a hand towards the brunette to slap her but this time Regina caught it in time, looking at her mother defiantly.

Just then, the door opened on David.

"What are you doing here? Guards!" He called but the guards didn't have the time to do anything as they were sent flying away by Cora.

David then grab one of their swords and attempted to charge on the sorceress only to be stop, his feet glued to the ground. Regina looked at him with before turning to face her mother. She bit the inside of her cheek, her hands shaking with anger.

"I will not let you take my child." And with that, Regina conjured her magic and sent her mother flying towards the other side of the room, but she was surprised to see Cora disappearing through the large mirror on the wall, breaking the glass into thousands of pieces leaving otherwise no other evidence of her ever having been in this room.

The brunette looked at her hands in fear but she quickly put any dark thoughts away as she rushed to pick her still-crying daughter up.

"It's ok sweetheart. Mommy is here. Oh my God." Regina let out, tears of relief running down her face. "You're ok." She breathed out, plummeting into the ground, as her body quivered.

David came rushing towards them, Cora's spell having been lifted with her disappearing, and he pulled them both into his arms.

"It's alright." He told them quietly, stroking Regina's back soothingly.

"She wanted to take her." The woman quaked, sobbing.

"But she didn't. And now she's gone. She can never hurt anyone again."

"She must have heard that we had welcomed a child and her first thought was to take her away from me? For what? To make her, her puppet?"

"Shh." David said softly, kissing her temple.

Olivia, sensing her mother's distress, only cried more, stirring in her blanket.

"And I did this." The brunette let out, stretching a hand at the glass on the floor. "I did this. I used magic. This is dark magic -this is what she does and…I became like her."

"No, Regina." The King cut, putting a finger under her chin so she could look at him. "I will not let you say that. You are the furthest thing from evil." The man sighed, closing his eyes briefly. "Do you remember when you confessed to me that you had magic?"

She nodded, swallowing her tears.

"You made a pink rose appear in your hand. And the second time, it was to save my life. This is no different. You used magic to protect our child."

"But she went through the looking glass, David. I have probably killed her there is no way she is alive…You can't tell me that there isn't darkness in that."

"You protected our child." The King insisted, smiling gently at her. "Ok?"

Regina nodded before burying her head into the crook of David's shoulder and the man wrapped an arm around her.

"It's over, my love. It's all over."

"Mama. Mama."

Regina turned around and smiled at her six-year-old daughter, running happily towards her. The brunette let go of Rocinante's reins and kneeled down to welcome her baby girl into her arms.

"How was your nap, my love?" She asked when the raven haired tornado crashed into her arms.

"Good, Mommy." The girl answered with a smile. "Can I now ride with you?" She asked with a cherubic smile, not having forgotten her mother's promise.

"I promised you, didn't I?!"

"Yeah!" Olivia, cheered, throwing her arms up. "Daddy." She called as David arrived, holding their newborn son in his arms and Regina stood back up, smiling. "Mommy is going to teach me how to ride."

"Is that so?" The King asked with an amused smile.

"Mmh." The raven-haired girl answered, nodding excitingly. "Will you stay and watch?"

"Well, of course. Matthew and I wouldn't miss it for the world." The King answered with a grin, looking down at the boy in his arms.

"Come on, Olivia." Regina said stretching her hand and Olivia trotted back joyfully towards her mother. "I'm going to climb first then Charles," she said pointing at one of the guards, "will help you climb, alright?"

"Alright. Come on, Charles." The Princess ordered gently reaching for the guard's hand and both Regina and David chuckled.

As she previously told, the Queen climbed up first, then she placed Olivia in front of her with Charles' help.

"Thank you." She told the man who nodded before quickly going back to his spot.

She settled correctly Rocinante's back and she held the reins, her arms on either sides of her daughter for security.

"So my little princess, are you ready?" She asked once she was all set.

"Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"Can we go slowly? I'm a little scared." The young girl admitted quietly.

"Of course we can but do you trust me?" Olivia nodded slowly. "And do you trust Rocinante?" She nodded again. "Then you don't have anything to worry about."

"Ok." The young girl said though still a little tense.

"Now, I'm going to ask Rocinante to start moving, alright?"

"Alright, Mommy. And you promise, not too fast."

"I promise."

Regina smiled, putting a soft kiss on top of her daughter's head and then she gave a gentle pull on her horse's reins and it immediately started to move causing a shriek of delight to leave Olivia's mouth.

The brunette laughed at the sound accompanied by her husband.

"How is it?" She asked.

"It's so weird, Mama." Olivia let out giggling as Rocinante, paced slowly around.

The Queen chuckled, looking up at David who was smiling happily.

"How is it going?" He asked.

"It's so great, Daddy. I want to do that forever."

Both the King and Queen chuckled.

"A rider like her mother." The blonde man let out with a grin.

"Yes!" Olivia cheered. "Just like mommy."

Regina couldn't keep the smile off her face as she rested her head to side of her daughter's one. She peered into her husband's eyes and mouthed a sweet "I love you".

"I love you too." The King answered back in a whisper and she chuckled.

"Now faster, Mommy."

Olivia's voice forced them back to reality and Regina chuckled.

"You're sure?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Alright, then. Come on Rocinante." Regina encouraged, kicking the horse's flank gently and her mare immediately started trotting along.

"Yay!" Olivia cheered happily and the brunette smiled at her daughter feeling blessed for this wonderful life, with her husband and their two beautiful children.

"That was beautiful, Dad."

David jumped a little, coming back to reality and his eyes immediately fell onto his two smiling children. At their request, he had told them how he and their mother had fallen in love, assuring that it hadn't started out very well for him. The man smiled at the thought.

He turned his head and watched as his now eleven-year-old boy glanced at his mother's coffin, a sad grin on his face.

It had been two days now. Two days since his wife, his children's mother, the love of his life, had been taken away from him by an incurable sickness. It was hard and his heart seemed to constantly ache in his chest but he had made her a promise. He had promised her to be strong for their children. To remain a good and loving king and to not let the sadness cloud his kind heart. He had promised her to stay the man she had fallen in love with and he would hold onto this promise for as long as he'd breathe.

"Come on, my son." He told Matthew gently, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I know it's hard." He whispered, pulling the boy to his side.

"I just…I just can't believe I'm never going to see her again."

"At least, she was happy." Olivia murmured, stroking the coffin lovingly.

The King smiled, watching his daughter who looked up at him.

"Thanks to you, Dad." She continued with a grin. "You made her happy."

David closed his eyes, a tear falling on his cheek.

"Come on, Dad. Don't cry." The brunette let out, tears of her own starting to wet her face as she came to wrap her arms around her father and he rested a hand on the back of her head, the other holding tight onto Matthew.

She looked so much like her mother. They both did really. They had both inherited her dark raven hair and if Olivia was as fond of horses as Regina had been, it was his mother's love for books that Matthew had picked on. She was so proud of them…They both were.

"Can I ask you a question, Dad?" Matthew asked, looking up at him.

"Of course."

"Does that mean that arranged marriages aren't that bad?"

"I think that your mother and I were just very lucky, to be honest." He answered kissing both of their heads. "Why don't you both head back to the castle. I will join you in a second."

The two nodded but before they left, they each put down on their mother's coffin, two of the most beautiful pink roses of the garden.

Once they were gone and out of sight, the King walked up to stand beside his wife. He put a hand on the wooden piece and stroke it gently.

"One day I will be back to your side, my Queen but in the meantime, I vow to you to take care of our children and love them as much as you did." He promised, shocking on the last words and he let his head fall on the coffin, tears falling endlessly. "I love you, Regina. And I always will."