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[disheartening]

This is disgusting -

[ a voice that's rich in sarcasm and annoyance is heard and then a loud thud as a book slams against a table. a moment later regina mills comes to view, white silken blouse, black woolen coat, dark pants, impeccable hair given the situation and an expression that reads that she is, without a doubt, 120% done.

She stares at the book as if it had personally offended her and with a flick of her hand it goes flying across the room. ]

To those who call themselves the High King and Queen -

[ there is poison on the very way she pronounces those words. ]

Expecting me to fight for you is about as stupid as you interfering with the very weapon I would need even if I had wanted to. I have little to no idea what you or this misshapen world had done to magic.

[ or why as this makes no sense to her. ]

But I want it fixed.

[ and then she looks around her in distaste and mutters to herself ]

Looks as if this place is managed by farmers if to judge by this inner decor.

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[athousandcurses]

I-I imagine that would be a good analogy.

[Nodding, Grainne hopes she isn't making a mistake. If Miss Mills wished to have her shard removed, who was she to say no?]

I can certainly pass that information on.

[disheartening]

Much obliged.

[ she hurriedly adds on, as she assumes this is not somehow vital information: ]

Which court do you belong to?

[athousandcurses]

The Seelie claim me, but my interest is in finding a way home to my children.

[disheartening]

Children.

[ that sort of makes her look away, pain making its way to her features. unseen, her hand curls into a fist. henryhenry- ]

how - many do you have?

[ this is a brave attempt at collecting herself. ]

[athousandcurses]

Five. My eldest is fifteen years and almost a man, but... [For as much pain Grainne feels, is there a flash of it in Miss Mills as well? Someone she left behind?} But my little ones are only six. Seven, soon.

[disheartening]

Are any of them here?

[ she looks at her hands for a moment. she doesn't even have a son to go back to. henry is gone and he will never remember her, never call her 'mom' ever again. still. to take a mother from her children -- the urge to just kill the monarchs is very great. ]

[athousandcurses]

Oh, no! [And Grainne seems a bit alarmed at the thought.] They are not, and for that I am grateful. Being brought here like I was and placed in this situation was hard enough for me, I shudder to think of them in this war.

I would much rather they stay safe where their grandfathers can look out for them.

[Tilting her head, Grainne hesitates a moment before asking a tentative question.]

How... many have you lost?

[disheartening]

One.

[ quietly and to the point. ]

But I have lost him before coming here so - it does not matter.

[ and still this feels like losing henry all over again. ]

from one mother to another, seelie or unseelie, I will do whatever I can to help you go back to your children.

[athousandcurses]

[Grainne gives a moment of silence in respect for what Miss Mills has told her, lowering her head in acknowledgement.]

I am truly sorry, Miss Mills. I will pray to the gods that you may be one day reunited.

[A honest wish. No mother should experience the loss of a child.]

I thank you.

[disheartening]

Thank you.

[ her voice nearly breaks around the words. could they be reunited again? regina is a villain and villains never have their happily ever afters but she has tried, tried hard to be anything but - ]

It is magic that brought us here and we'll leave with magic, too. I'll find a way.