Later that night, Emma found herself eagerly anticipating Ping's arrival, as promised. "I swear to God, I just might wear down the tread of these damn boots with the amount of pacing I do in this room!" She thought out loud to herself, as she walked the room like a caged tiger.
Soon enough, there was a soft tap at her door, and Emma rushed over to open it. When she did, Ping was there waiting.
"Ping, thank goodness!" Emma let out a sigh of relief, "I am going stir crazy waiting to hear the news you have for me. I could barely concentrate while with The Queen.."
Ping smirked, "oh, I'm sure" Ping said with a sarcastic tone, entering the room."What the hell is THAT supposed to mean?!" Emma asked, a little annoyed as she closed the door and they now faced each other.
"Never mind that," Ping replied, "Before I get into what I need to talk to you about, there is something else you really need to know.." Ping stood facing Emma, then removed the soldier's helmet, allowing beautiful long black hair to flow out from under it.
"My name is not 'Ping', my real name is Mulan.""Oh!" Emma was shocked by this, "Mulan, The Warrior? I've heard about you... it's been rumored you've been killed in battle years ago!"
"I know," Mulan acknowledged, "I had to fake my own death so that I could be here, in this castle undetected."
"So that you could serve The Queen?" Emma asked confused.
"No."
"...then why? I don't understand."
"Let's sit." Mulan suggested, "I have a lot to explain, and there is much you need to know.."
The two women sat on Emma's bed facing each other, and Mulan began her story:
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The Queen's Heart
FanfictionWARNING: Explicit Content! The daughter of the leaders of The Rebellion, Emma Swan, has been captured by The Evil Queen and is being held prisoner in her castle for high treason. With no way of escape, Emma begins to wonder why was she captured at...