I looked with despair down on my hands. Even after so many, the price of a heart weighed heavily on my conscience. I selected a box from my display and set the still-beating heart inside. I used to think that so much power would bring me comfort. But instead I only feel more disheartened. I'm not here to tell you that I'm going to change. That opportunity has long been gone from me. But my life has become so empty since I learned the art of magic. The only condolence I find is from those that I love. Such as my Henry.

Pondering all this, a thought occurred to me. I may have failed in my endeavor to bring back Daniel, but what if I could find another? Not that anyone could ever match my love for Daniel. But I know someone who comes pretty close. My huntsman.

The next day, I went to Victor to inquire whether this could be done or not. I didn't want the same mistake to happen twice so I offered to lend him some magic to ensure the sanity of Graham.

"It will be tricky..." said Mr. Frankenstein, "But, as they say: if at first you don't succeed, try, try, again."

"That's the spirit." I replied and left him to his work.

"Um...your majesty..." Victor tried to summon me.

"Please, call me Regina." I smiled insincerely. Honest kindness was difficult for me at this point.

"Yes. Regina." he continued. "I can't...promise anything. Even if I bring him back and he is different from Daniel, there are a million more things that could go wrong."

"I am aware of the consequences. Thank you, Victor." I left, turning on my heel dramatically.