It's strange.
I haven't felt this way in years... since before Marian passed away.
For so many years, my one true love has been my son. But then this woman... this, 'Evil Queen', storms into my life and now all my thoughts, when not occupied by the concern of safety for my son, turn to her.
Her beautiful smile, and the goodness that battles the evil sprung from hurt in her heart are entrancing. She is magnificent, and though I tell myself and anyone who will listen, that I only remain near her for the safety of my son, the truth is that I have no desire to leave her. Not now, not ever.
Up until tonight, I thought myself a bit mad at my thoughts. That such an evil, and yet amazingly loving creature could ever see me as anything more than a common thief... But just as I was to drown my sorrows and desires in a flask of whiskey, as I do most nights, she came to me and gave me the most wondrous of gifts.
Regina gave me her heart.
The Wicked Witch, her evil sister, desires to take it from her. She gave it to me for safe keeping, but I cannot help but wonder why.
I'm not a fool. The other day when I offered her a drink at the witch's house, it was only after seeing the lion tattoo on my arm that she ran away. I don't know why she ran, but she came back later, and she obviously trusts me now...
So many mysteries this woman has brought into my life! But I dare not complain. For though I have been alive almost forty years now, I have never felt as alive as I do when she looks at me.
I will guard this most precious gift with my life.
For so long my every waking concern has been for my son. But now I am no longer afraid of dying, and leaving him alone. I know that Regina, my evil queen, will guard and protect my son. I see this promise in the way she looks at him, and in the way she looks at Henry.
What a relief it is!
And for that if nothing else, ... I love her.
End