Jul. 12th, 2013

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[It takes a special mix of delusion, desperation, and depressing facts of life to keep your dead boyfriend's frozen-forever corpse in a chamber beneath your castle specifically designed for this very purpose.

Regina strokes his cheek, uncomfortably unaware of how disturbing the entire scene really is, even when her hand rests on his neck, his throat, the point where one can feel the pulse, should there be one.

It's as if she needs a reminder that, no matter what he looks like, there is no pulse to be felt. There isn't even a heart, beating or not, in his body. The spell might make it look as if not even a few hours have passed, but in reality, it has been years, and the warmth she feels right now is but an illusion caused by her own touch.]


She'll get what she deserves, Daniel. Believe me, she will pay.

[The unnecessary amount of reassurence the dead man gets is owed to two facts: the huntsman's unwilling appearance in her bedroom on a semi-regular basis, and the way yet another man's presence could easily make her forget herself.

She feels bad for all the wrong reasons, which keeps her busy enough as to not hear any approaching footsteps.]