#The Dark Curse | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

countrymusiclover · 1 month ago

Text

8 - Two Little Princesses

Part 9

The Siphoning Princess

Tag list [ @mystrey101 @kmc1989 @tallrock35 @onentaien-kwara @melvia-ito @child-of-of-the-sunshine

“Jaide intensely stared at the Evil Queen slowly taking the apple from her hand, taking a bite from the poisonous fruit. The Queen watched the girls eyes began to close with her body collapsing on the ground giving her the signal to disappear in a puff of smoke -“

Tessa hit my leg when I paused our bedtime reading. “Keep reading, mama!”

“Okay, okay, calm down missy.” Clearing my throat when I turned the next page we saw Charming and Rumplestilskin standing on a beach with the Dark One holding up a ring. “Now knowing that his true love was in danger, Prince Charming was determined to find her and all he needed was his mothers wedding ring. For that specific ring was now enchanted and would glow the brighter he got near her. “With this, Prince Charming. You will find my daughter.”

The front door opened making me lift my head from the book. Emma had moved all her stuff into our spare room upstairs. Currently me and my daughter were lying on the couch reading. “Hey, sorry I was out late. Graham had me work his night shift.”

“Oh it’s alright. There’s leftovers from dinner in the fridge for you if you’re hungry.”

She hung up her coat and put her keys in the bowl by the front door. “Thanks, Renae.”

“Mama, finish the story.” Tessa poked me in my side.

Seeing how late the clock on the wall read it was already past her bedtime. “Not tonight, bug. You have school tomorrow. So it’s time for bed.”

“But mama!” She whined.

Pointing toward the staircase I closed the book, placing it on the living room table. “Go to bed now, Tessa.” She gave me a sad look going up the stairs but I knew she wouldn’t regret going to sleep now when the morning came.

“So - have you told her about the whole Graham being her father thing yet?” Emma strolled over, sitting down beside me on the couch.

Laying my head back on the furniture I sighed. “Not really. I’m not sure I’m ready to explain to her why her father and I aren’t together. “

“I know I wasn’t used to having Henry around but now I can’t imagine him not being in my life.” Emma slumped her shoulders walking into the kitchen and I followed her, sitting on one of the bar stools at the kitchen island. “You know I can’t get past his crazy theory on who my parents are.”

Leaning my elbows on the island I asked the other blonde. “Yeah. What’s his theory?”

“That my parents put me in a magical wardrobe and set me to this world to save them.”

Grinning ear to ear I couldn’t help but wish our lives were like fairy tales in Henry’s book. “Awe, that’s adorable. Who does he think they are?”

“Well for one. You.” Emma shifted her gaze over to me.

“Me?”

She gave more explanation. “Jaide Stilskin.”

“So that would mean Jaide had two daughters. Tessa and you.” I put the pieces together, tapping my chin in deep thought. “I wonder what Tessa’s fairytale name would be?”

“According to Henry it should be Cecile.”

Knitting my brows together I felt like I had heard that name before. Like I knew I’d picked that name in another life. Either way I liked how it sounded. “That’s pretty.”

“Apparently that book that he found doesn’t exactly have the stories in the most traditional sense.” She heated up her leftovers walking up the stairs and I followed her, opening her bedroom door for her. “Thanks, Renae.”

Sending her a smile I was about to head out the door till I noticed a baby blanket laying inside one of her unpacked boxes. “Your blanket looks like Tessa’s baby blanket.” The name was stitched with the exact same purple yarn which I found to be slightly odd.

“Henry would say that’s because we're supposed to be twin sisters.” Emma said, taking a bite full of food.

Leaning in the doorway I picked up the blanket looking it over. “It would be interesting considering one of you is 28 and the other is only 8 years old. Henry’s right in believing though, sometimes we always should embrace our inner child.”

“Yeah, I agree. Sometimes being an adult or living in reality can suck.” Emma slumped her shoulders watching me lay her blanket down and exiting her room. “Goodnight Renae.”

Pausing outside my daughters bedroom door I peeked inside seeing she was fast asleep, cuddling with her unicorn stuffed animal. “Cecile would’ve been a cute name for you, my sweet girl.”

Hearing thunder clashing outside the castle window I gripped my husband’s hand in mine, struggling through the next round of contractions. “I can’t have these babies now!” The Evil Queen’s curse had descended on our Royal castle right as I went into labor.

“Doc, do something. It’s going to be okay. The wardrobe is almost finished, just hold on.” Doc, one of the dwarfs that had befriended Snow and I followed his instructions, dabbed my forehead with a cloth.

Geppetto enters the room with Prince Charming and I. “It’s ready.”

“ It’s too late. We can’t move her.” Doc shook his head, noticing Charming starting to pick me up to go through with putting me in the wardrobe with the babies.

I wasn’t sure when I had started pushing but I knew it was more painful than what I was expecting it to be. I bared my teeth doing one final push that took the last of my energy that I had left. An infant's cry filled the room where I threw my head back onto the pillows. Gulping a lump down my throat I slowly controlled my breathing while the midwife wrapped the baby in a blanket handing them to me once I had sat up again. "Congratulations my lord my lady, you have a baby girl.”

“Can I hold her - ahh something’s wrong.” I raised my hands and Doc nearly placed the babe in my arms until I suddenly felt another wave of pain crawling inside my body.

“The other baby still inside of you is coming now. You must push.” Doc checked underneath the blanket over my open legs.

Baring my teeth I clutched my eyes tightly closed using the last bit of energy and strength that was left inside my body till suddenly another infant cry filled the chambers. “It’s another girl, Jaide.” Doc declared wrapping the second baby in a similar blanket to the first one’s.

Laying my head against the pillows I attempted to catch my breath as much as I could manage. Charming came over carrying each baby in each arm until he laid the first one down in my lap. “Emma. And that one - she’s Cecile. What do you think?”

“It’s perfect. They’re perfect.” He stared in awe at the infant in his arms. His green eyes shifted back to me making sure I was alright but he saw me crying. “What’s wrong, Jaide?”

“The wardrobe… It only takes one.”

“Then our plan has failed. At least we’re together.” Charming leans forward kissing baby Cecile on her head, coming closer to comfort his other two girls in his life.

Sniffing through tears I realized that I couldn’t let Emma who was declared the Savior to be cursed. I couldn’t let either of my children be cursed. “No. You have to take them. Take the babies to the wardrobe.”

Charming gave me a confused look. “Are you out of your mind?”

“No, it’s the only way. You have to save them.” My voice croaked when I begged my husband.

He begged me to see that this was a bad idea, yet he knew once I made up my mind there was no changing it. “No, no, no. You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“No, I do. We have to believe that they’ll come back for us. We have to give them their best chance.” Sobbing through heavy tears I locked my gaze with his blue eyes. “Trust me. I don’t want to separate our family. I want to raise our daughters. But we can’t let them be cursed alongside us. This is how we protect them from Regina.”

“Actually you can raise one of them and still protect her too.”

My husband and I sharply turned our heads seeing my father standing at the foot of the grand bed. “Papa! How did you escape your prison cell?”

“That doesn’t matter now. We won’t have much longer to protect Cecile from Regina.”

Charming questions the dark one. “Protect her how?”

“May I?” Rumplestilskin held out his open arms and I slowly handed my second born over to my father. He created a small white object and placed it into her hands. “When she wakes up she will be eight years old. The perfect age to still believe in our stories when we can’t remember who we are,”

Charming saw the tiny white elephant object in his daughter's hands. “How does an elephant protect her?”

“It will ensure that she stays with her mother. The mother and daughter bond will remain intact.”

Kissing Emna on her forehead gently I whispered to my father needing to have an answer. “Why cheat the curse and let me raise one of my daughters. Shouldn't they grow up together so Emma isn't alone?”

“Jaide, my dear girl.” Rumplestilskin lets me hold my daughter again waiting for Charming to take baby Emma to safely. “No child should grow up alone. I can't spare little Emma, but I can spare one that fate. I love you.”

“Charming?” I called his name once my father had disappeared leaving us alone. He turns looking at me leaning down kissing me deeply. “I love you.”

“I love you.” My prince whispers against my lips, taking our firstborn daughter out of the room. That would be the last time I saw him until the curse was broken.

10 notes · View notes