You were well aware that you had been stolen from. And you knew who had stolen from you, too. Of course you knew. How could you miss that sort of presence back in town? And how could miss that sort of presence in your own shop?

"Where is it?"

You asked, turning around to face the Evil Queen. She stood with her hand on her hip, a playful smirk on her lips. The confidence rolled off her in waves, even as she lifted it coin to allow you to take it back; your magic had it back in your hands in an instant.

"Oh, it's just a coin."

The Evil Queen waved a dismissive hand, rolling her eyes. The look on her face said that she knew well enough that it wasn't just a coin, but of course she was going to toy with you.

"And yet, so much more."

You returned, seeming bored of the interaction. The Evil Queen seemed amused by your indifference, and decided it was time to move things on. She approached you, taking hold of your hand that held the coin, and used it to pull herself close - mere inches from your face. She looked over you with a sultry gaze, that same smirk still in place.

The Queen's hands came to run along your blazer collar, her eyes following her fingers as they moved to toy with your tie. Her gaze lifted to meet your eyes, her smirk shifting to become a somewhat soft sort of grin.

"Eventually, you'll grow tired of waiting around for them to accept you for who you are. And when you do.."

The Queen trailed off, still gazing into your eyes. She stepped forward into you, leaning in as if to kiss you, but stopping short, her nose merely brushing against yours.

"..that's when the real fun can begin."

She whispered, her gaze taking over you again before meeting your eyes once more. Her breath peppered over your lips, soft and warm against them.