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“Aye, well when you put it like that,” Killian smiled in appreciation to the boy’s words, glad that Henry was understanding and accepting of the marriage just like the Nolans were. “All I can say is thank you, mate.” The pirate didn’t like to think about what would have happened if he didn’t have their blessing to marry Emma. She was his future, and everything he wanted in life was found in Emma. His life had been empty for the centuries he spent chasing down vengeance for his first love by trying to kill The Crocodile. “How does it feel to be marrying a princess?” Henry questioned as the two took a break from working on the invitations. “To be honest it’s quite a surprise lad, pirates don’t usually tend to get married,” Killian admitted and took out his flask, drinking a few sips of the rum it contained. From Emma’s constant persistence, Killian did start cutting down how much he drank, although he didn’t see what harm rum could do. He had been drinking it for centuries. However, for Emma, Killian was willing to do anything. “But it’s wonderful, your mother means the world to me and I’m honoured that soon I will be able to call her my wife, and I her husband.” His response was exactly what Henry hoped to hear. “Except you’re different now, you’re not exactly a pirate anymore,” he pointed out with a small smirk. However, Killian was more than quick to correct him. “Actually lad, I’m still technically a pirate,” the captain remarked, patting the boy on the back. “But the good kind,” he grinned which caused Henry to chuckle. After all, Killian did still have his beloved ship and dressed like a pirate what with his variety of rings and necklaces. “You’ve got a point there,” Henry wasn’t going to argue, especially since he agreed with his future stepfather. “And hey, in a couple of weeks you’ll be a pirate prince.”

Captain Hook, the pirate prince? With the proposal and now the wedding arrangements, the thought hadn’t crossed Killian’s mind. Marrying Emma would make him royalty. Him, the man who was abandoned as a child into a life of servitude, a former lieutenant of the Royal Navy before becoming a pirate, was soon going to be regarded as a prince. Well, a pirate prince. “Bloody hell, I never thought of it like that,” he confessed. “Regardless, I’m marrying your mother because of the love we share, not for the title I’ll receive after the union.” Killian expressed honestly. “Now come on, she and your grandmother would have expected us to finish most of the invitations before they get back."

Here’s a snippet from a CSBB work in progress for you to enjoy!

“Why are you apologising Swan? If truth be told, I do find this perplexing machine and its abilities quite intriguing, even if it is baffling,” Killian shook his head, touched that Emma was using a subject he knew much about to help him understand how to use the computer and internet. “I haven’t seen a ship of that kind in my vast sailing history,” he queried, pointing to an image of a cruise ship. Hesitant and unsure whether it was alright to touch the screen, which was why he made sure the tip of his finger didn’t touch it. Using the computer was an idea Killian concocted on his own accord but the technology was still quite alien to him. However, he was quite grateful that Emma was willing help him and demonstrated a high level of patience while doing so. Emma honestly didn’t mind, Killian wasn’t from that world, he was inevitably bound to find certain aspects of adjusting to life there somewhat of a challenge. “Hmm? Killian you can touch the screen, it’s not going to shock you or anything like that,” Emma hastened to assure but looked curiously towards what image he had pointed at. “Oh that’s a cruise ship,” she explained while clicking on the image to enlarge it. “It can carry several passengers and people often enjoy holidaying on a cruise ship on the ocean waves. There are cabins for them to stay in as well kitchens, dining rooms and entertainment. Maybe one day we could go on one? That is if you fancy it?” she offered. Killian tilted his head to the side, his left eyebrow quirking like it usually did when the pirate thought something over. “That’s quite a tempting offer Swan but I think I’d much rather travel on a vessel I can captain, one I trust dearly after our many ventures together over the centuries,” he decided, that look of wonder in his eyes as he reminisced, with nothing but fondness, back on a few of his most memorable voyages the pirate experienced with his beloved lady. “Should I leave you alone with your thoughts about your love?” Emma didn’t fail to tease Killian, laughing at her own joke. She loved how attached her pirate was to the Jolly Roger. Emma usually enjoyed jokingly express her non-existent jealousy whenever Killian would return to the house in time for their breakfast after he spent time with his old girl, tending to the Jolly Roger. During those morning, Emma would wake to find Killian no longer laying by her side but she didn’t exactly mind. In fact, it would make her smile, imagining her pirate working on giving the Jolly Roger some tender loving care. Once or twice, Emma went over to the docks in the mornings and before he noticed her presence, she would hear Killian talking sweetly to the ship while the captain worked on it.

Here’s a snippet from a CSBB work in progress for you to enjoy!

Emma didn’t have the desire to leave, not until the revelation of the previous night. Although, she doubted Mary Margaret and David would agree with her decision or accept it. But Emma had made up her mind. She was thinking it over, her life with Neal, staying in Westchester County, Emma just didn’t really see anything there for her anymore. Don’t get her wrong, Emma loved her parents dearly, but she hoped they didn’t think her staying with them would be a permanent move.

“Dad, trust me, Neal knows it’s over between us. Especially after I chucked his property out and threw a lamp at him,” she insisted and couldn’t stop herself from laughing. Much to the confusion of her parents. “Emma?” David raised an eyebrow at the sudden laugh, moving over to sit on the armchair by the couch. “Are you alright?” As always, the two never failed to finish each other’s sentences, or in this case, questions. Both the father and mother feared their daughter was trying to put a brave front on, despite doing all her crying the night of her breakup. When she was alone. They knew she loved Neal dearly before her discovery, so she was bound to be hurting. Sure, Emma was still upset, but showing her vulnerability wasn’t exactly one of her characteristics. “Oh yeah, I’m fine,” she confirmed as an attempt to quash her parents’ concerns about her. A small chuckle escaped her again, but she attempted to hide it by taking a few sips of her favourite hot beverage. “I just really loved that lamp.” Days turned into weeks and in that time Emma opted to stay with her parents. She managed to sell the house she and Neal shared until the end of their relationship. Speaking of whom, Neal had tried countless times to win Emma back but with the presence of Emma’s father, his attempts proved fruitless. While living in her childhood room and in the company of her parents, Emma had spent her time searching for a new place to stay. One house in particular caught her attention, and thankfully it was in budget. Which was a surprise given the size of the manor that had the most wonderful view of the ocean. It was far enough for Emma to start things afresh, in a quaint town in Maine known as Storybrooke.