Notes

Be it for happiness, the Queen held none. Instead, she worked off the guilt inside herself that she told a secret so fragile to a young ignorant child, and that she had been betrayed and it caused her mother to kill her lover. All reasons in the playing field, the Queen knew that Snow was but a pre-teen that could barely lie, let alone keep a secret. She was innocent, naive and her youthful mind made it possible that her mother tamper with getting her to spill her guts. However, insolence was not a fault she would accept regardless of age.



Even then, there were weaknesses in every villain, flaws in each person, and a bounty to be won within every single morning that she awoke to find Snow still alive. Everyone she called on to complete the task in destroying the woman as white as death, failed. It was about time she found a new someone. Growing anxious as it was, she had tracked the man who barged into her kingdom up until the point that he reached the room of her captivated precious jewel, Belle.



Regina would follow quickly after him, fast enough to appear just in time for an indirect greeting. Managing to open the door, flicker a wrist and remove the hook that stood in the air, ready to plunge inside the chest of her latest prisoner. A smile proceeded her after she extinguished the first reason for her being here. "No... not useless." Easing her feet into the room, given a derisive tone to cease the taking. "She's a valuable chess piece."



Under the smile, the graceful edge in her walk, she became rather intrigued by this particular blackened tailored man. No one had come this far through her armor quite ever, he was the first. He would come to be useful. This opportunity would not be turned aside or disposed. With what provision of means she had her hands in achieving, getting him to help her help him could not be seen without. She succeeded -hardly- and she also wanted to just

"Did my mother set you up to this?" There was a solid anger to her voice but the lack of expression on their faces showed her that they were serious. Regina rolled her eyes and shook her head at them. By now anger was running through her veins. She looked at and lifted the vile that was slammed into her desk, grabbed and observed it to look at the content inside. The Queen placed it back on the desk and looked up at them and next the others so that they knew to flee. "I don't appreciate it." The wave of her hand told that much to the man who still stood there. This was one knight from the group that just left her to her peace, or rather the hell that could transpire from this. These were her knights not her mother's, the woman had no reason going behind her back to make any arreangements with her knights. Ridiculous to say the least if not a perfect start to a problem. Regina didn't need answering from them to know this was the doing from her mother. Being dead, the woman couldn't be the one to approach about any concerns she had about this problem.



The Queen waited, her head bowed into the desk. The knight held his hands between his legs and begun to explain to her what the vile contained. Regina snapped, showing more of the truest colors. "I know what it is!" And what it was she never did think this ever possible for herself. Finally being given the opportunity to convince would be ace if she wanted a child or even had someone who she wanted a child with. The Evil Queen didn't know how much longer she could keep up the silence. Just maybe when her mouth was dry and head was throbbing.



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