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“Oh God,” she moans, dropping back into her chair with her head in her hands, “this is a nightmare.”
“Not necessarily, love,” Killian says, coming up behind her and resting hand and hook on her slumped shoulders. “There are other kingdoms to meet with and he wasn’t averse, not as such -“
“They want money,” she groans, “and I don’t have any - I don’t even have walls.”
“We have some walls.”
Emma turns her glare on him, scowling in displeasure, but she rests her head against his arm all the same.
“Is that supposed to be comforting?” she asks. “Because it needs some work.”
“Now that I will take on advisement,” he says, grinning as he leans over to press a kiss to the crown of her head. “Any chance I can begin my lessons? Or is your steward likely to attempt to barge in again with some terribly thrilling news about farm yields or some such?”
“You shouldn’t be so harsh on Pinocchio,” she sighs, smiling as he begins to run his fingers over her scalp and soothing the ache caused by her tight hairstyle. “He’s new to this too, you know.”
“Aye, and a very enthusiastic student he is too, especially where you’re concerned.”
“Jealous?” Emma scoffs. “Not very piratical of you, Captain.”
“Not much piratical about me any more,” he says, something in his voice making her twist around in her chair to face him.
“Do you miss it?” she asks, “Your ship?”
“Aye,” he says, and shrugs, unable to quite meet her eyes. “Sometimes.”
“Do you - “ she swallows hard, her own gaze flickering to the ground. “Do you want to go back?”
“Oh Swan,” he says, lifting her face to his with his thumb pressed into the dent of her chin. “Never, do you understand me? Never. Nowhere. Not without you.”
“Alright,” she says, letting her eyes fall shut as his breath skims her lips. “That’ll do.”
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