The Price of Being a Princess
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"You know, when we first met, I thought 'damn, she's first class and I'm Greyhound'. And look at us now. I'm a princess and you-"
"I'm still the queen," Regina cut her off. She tried to readjust her skirts. "And I still hate this world."
"It's your world," Emma raised one eyebrow. Regina scoffed, still struggling with her skirts.
"Doesn't mean I have to like it. Ballgowns. What a horrible idea."
"I like mine. I look like a princess."
"Have you tried walking in it yet, princess?"
"That cannot be-" Emma took two steps. "Damn...we need to get home."
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