‘ i believe she’s outstayed her welcome. ’
Emma wasn’t fond of the fact that her parents had taken the ‘reformed’ evil queen into the castle either. Her guards’ words at her side quelled her sense of paranoia and she looked at him. He would know, wouldn’t he, the depth of her deceit? The fact that they had taken her in and so easily seemingly forgiven her after her exile -- a story of wandering in the forest and finding herself and forgiveness, was it so simple -- raised so many concerns for her after the stories she’d grown up on, but she knew he’d been forced into her service while protecting her mother.
“I couldn’t agree more.” She watched the scene of the three elder royals having their drinks in front of the fireplace and it scared her and infuriated her. “How can they so easily forget that she’d have killed them? That she slaughtered villages?” That she almost killed me? The last bit went unsaid, a still-silent and selfish fear since the witch came to the castle.














