continued from here: @lived-in-darkness
Emma kept her eyes on the floor for a moment before making eye contact. She had to make a good first impression. “I’m…doing well mister Gold.”
She kept her eyes trained on his for a moment. She didn’t feel afraid of him. The air he gave off seemed calm. Maybe this could work after all.
“Why do they call you mister Gold?” Emma asked with a tilt of her head. “You don’t look gold.” She paused and quickly looked away. Of course not. That was a dumb question.
It was a silly question, because to anyone else, Gold was just his name. But it was funny since there was a deeper meaning behind it, one that he would tell Emma one day, once he’d prepared her more for the truth.
“Perhaps one day I’ll let you in on that little secret,” Rumple told her. That, and all the other secrets about the town he wanted to bring her to, and her destiny to break the curse.
“If you’d like to leave this place, that is.”
