Regina woke early on the day she had promised to come back for Jillian. She found she didn’t sleep well the past few nights so waking up early didn’t matter much anyways. Today she dressed herself in tight black leather pants and a red top that flowed into a split skirt that was open in the front. She could hardly wait for an acceptable time to show up. Once she deemed she had waited long enough Regina teleported her self to the entrance of the castle and demanded to speak with Jillian’s father.
Maurice was not the nicest of men or the greatest of kings, but when told another royal was there he would practically bolt to them. He walked in with a few guards to greet Regina and nodded to her “Your Majesty, to what to I owe the pleasure?”
Regina went straight to her chambers upon arriving home. She didn’t even bother changing her clothes, just simply kicked off her boots and curled up on her bed. Regina felt loneliest she had ever felt in years. Damn, she was already regretting letting the girl go home or at least not making some elaborate excuse to stay at her castle.
The days blended together after that night, her days without Regina. It came to the point that she would lay in bed dreaming of her, heart racing with the idea of being with her again. Would she forget her? Would she ever come back?
“Always.” Regina whispered back and stroked Jillian’s cheek. She leaned in and kissed her deeply bringing her other hand up to cup her face in both hands. She ended the kiss with a peck to her forehead. “Goodbye, for now. I’ll see you soon.” With her goodbye said Regina quickly disappeared in her purple mist back to her castle before she decided against leaving the girl there.
The kiss was over so much sooner than she had wanted it to be and before she knew it Regina was gone. She would be lying if she said her eyes were free of tears, and if she said her heart wasn’t breaking. What if she decided not to come back? What if she forgot her? She sniffled went back into the party sadly.
Holy fucking shit what?! Where?
❝——W-W-W-Wait, what? A witch hunter? Are… I… D-Did you finish them or did you just add another to the lunch invite?❞
”No I got him, and I am fine by the way” she said sarcastically as she ran her fingers through her hair with a sigh. “I didn’t get a good look at him, but I know he was using fire balls. Got to a point when my fire hit his and we both went flying”
Regina closed her eyes and used her magic as the disappeared in a cloud of purple mist. When she opened them again they were once again on the secluded terrace overlooking the gardens at Jillian’s castle. “Do you want me to talk come back tomorrow and talk to your father or wait a few days?” She says as she starts pulling back from her.
”Come back day after tomorrow” she answered and pulled back from her embrace. “Tell him we bonded here at the party and you wish to help me prepare to be a proper queen, he would like that. And then you can come up to my room and we can be all alone” she promised and looked up in her eyes. “Kiss me goodbye” she whispered
"Oh darling." Regina stroked her cheek tenderly. "I am real, this.. is real. I know it may seem like a dream, I feel the same way, but it’s very real my love." She crashed their lips together in a much needed, passionate kiss. It left them both breathless. "Your place is here now." She said after their kiss and lazily stroked her arm. "Nobody is going to take you away from me, I won’t let them." Not now she had found love again, there was no way she would let anyone mess with her life again. Not even Rumpelstiltskin would be able to take her away from her.
When she felt lips press passionately to her own, she could swear her heart beat twice as fast. She couldn’t tell you how long they were kissing for before the kiss finally broke and she was panting. “I’ll never let go. I’m yours Regina; body, mind and soul” she swore, her nose brushing hers and she cupped the back of her neck and snuggled closer