Regina had never been one to wear her heart on her sleeve. The Evil Queen was a master of control, wielding power with an iron fist, but there was something about you, the daughter of Mary Margaret, that made her feel vulnerable in a way she hadn’t expected.

You were not only charming but also compassionate, often going out of your way to help those in need, including Regina. It drove her mad how easily you could light up a room with just a smile. But as much as she tried to resist, she found herself drawn to you, an emotion simmering beneath the surface.

Regina’s relationship with you started as a game. At first, she found pleasure in teasing you, using her sharp tongue to get under your skin. “Oh, look who decided to grace us with their presence." She would say, a smirk playing on her lips whenever you entered the room. “Did you bring your mother’s fairy tale charm with you today, or is that just a natural gift?”

You would roll your eyes, trying to play it cool, but the heat in your cheeks gave away your embarrassment. Despite her barbs, there was something electric in the air between you, an undeniable connection that made your heart race. You knew she was trying to hide her feelings behind her facade of cruelty, but there were moments when her walls cracked, revealing a softer side.