The Queens Revenge | By : cashewQueen Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 41264 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Since the birth of the White triplets, Regina spent her nights watching them grow. The parental awe she held over watching her childrens growth slowly turning into a firey lust as they began to reach their maturity. Finally it was time for the Evil Queen to return for her prize. Snow was dreading the day when the Evil Queen returned to claim what was hers. Secretly this dread was a ball of anticipation that had built with in the White Queen over the years, she wanted to feel Regina hovering over her, thrusting into her, giving her more this moment since Regina had claimed that she would be back. It had been years of thoughts, of dreams, of soiled sheets and fake cries of pleasure under her husband and lovers. None of them giving her what the Evil Queen could. She craved the dark woman like a thirsting man in a hot desert craved for a drop of water. Their had been no wars with the Evil Queen and her kingdom had remained steady in its reign, flourishing as the years had passed. There was a hum in the air today that had Snow itching for something that she couldnt name, even James was more of a bore than usual today. Pacing in the library she tried to find ways to distract her mind from the possibilities and fantasies that had consumed her every waking thought for the past sixteen years.
“Mother?”
A timid voice broke through Snow’s thoughts; with a startled gasp she turned with a hand over her heavily beating heart, “Rose, you startled me.”
“I am sorry mother, I didn’t mean to startle you. I was coming to return a book. I did not expect to find you here so late in the day”
Snow White regarded her youngest daughter carefully. So innocent. She had grown into a beautiful young woman. A prize for anyone to have by their side. Out of the three children sh had been the smallest when she was born but now here she stood tall, beautiful, and oh so innocent. Flaming dark auburn hair piled neatly in a bun, her willowy figure soft and feminine, and the hazel brown eyes the envy of all noble women in the court. If only Regina were here to see their daughter as she was, a perfect mixture of Snow and Regina. Snow’s eyes widened as the thought registered. With a hysterical low chuckle, she dismissed the notion, not wanting to think on the true nature behind the warning the Evil Queen had bestowed onto them on her last visit.
Rose looked at her mother apprehensively, unsure of how to proceed. The relationship with Rose and Snow had been strained since Rose started her womanly bleedings when she was twelve. It had been a few years since they had anything in common to talk about. Out of the three she was the most shy and studious. She loved books, letters, numbers, and the garden, especially her pear tree, it was the one object she loved the most. Her favorite thing to read about the most though was the silly romances their librarian tried to hide in the private reading room. It wasn’t really even a room, just a storage closet at the end of the library to the left. It was one such book that she had been returning when she had run into her Mother.
Sometimes Rose felt like the odd duckling of her family. Emma was brash, always sword fighting with the knights and riding off into the woods in search of an adventure. She had all of Fathers love and affection. Henry, he was the perfect prince, master of sword and word, he had charmed many a maid into his bed or so the rumor goes. Rose knew that he was mother’s favorite. Then there was her. She had nothing but books and her dreams. She wished desperately to find someone who would take her from this place. To know love that wasn’t selfish or to at least know she was wanted in the way a man wants a woman. Even a woman who wants a woman. Her perverse readings were soon becoming perverse thoughts and yearnings. Rose was afraid to act on them but she couldn’t stop her greedy little hands or eyes from devouring each book she found. A blush colored her cheeks as she tried to fight the devilish thoughts away with the curiosity of her mother’s visit to the library.
“I was just looking for a new book to read,” Snow straightened her posture to a more queenly stature, “I was… hoping to find you or Belle to help. After all you do spend a lot of your time in here. If you are done with that one, maybe I should read it as well. Is the story any good?”
“Oh um yes, it, it was very delightful, but far too… scandalous.” Rose coughed demurely, “I was hoping Belle had something much tamer. It seems though that she is missing at the moment.” The lie feel from easily from her lips. Though she hadn’t seen Belle in the normal sense she could remember the way the timid brunette screamed and moaned under her brothers undulating body. She had spent an hour this morning peeking into the crack of Henry's partially open door. Her body pressed tight to the hall hidden as blown hazel pupils watched tan bouncing breast of the moaning woman and the forceful thrusts of Henry's man hood digging deeply between Belles legs. Rose had never seen another man's sword before and thought that her brothers well endowed long sword was the norm, that was until yesterday when she had accidentally walked in on her father and on of the handmaidens. Both times she had blushed and watched till they were finished. Their moans of passion building something with her that both burned and itched, making the young woman pant heavily and wishing for something she had no name for
“…ose….Rose!” she snapped out of her dream at the insistent call of her name. Seeing her mother’s concerned look Rose snapped a smile on her face.
“Where did you go dear?”
Blushing deeply at having been caught in her thoughts Rose cleared her throat and mumbled incoherantly wanting to desperately to escape from her mothers inquisitve gaze.
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Regina sighed as she continued to watch Snow and Rose interact. She could smell the potential of her daughter miles away in her private viewing room in the dark kingdom. It incensed her ire that both snow and charming ignored her Rose. Her precious Rose whose innocence called out to her. Regina had watched each child grow and learn, over the years in snippets. She knew of all plans that had been made in their lives, from Emma’s betrothal to Rumples brat, and Henrys first sexual encounter with visiting queen Jasmine of Agrabah, to the beginning negotiations of Rose’s betrothal to a soon to be named prince. Only one would remain in the white kingdom to rule the throne, and Regina knew that James had placed Emma above all others. It just simply would not do. Her children will be the harbingers of peace and war for the Enchanted Forest, and all realms. That is what Rumple had said and what he wanted to stop. Flicking her wrist towards the mirror, she called to the genie, “Show me Henry.”
TBC.
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