Regina's Point of View
True Love's Gift
It had been a disappointing and to be honest, infuriating afternoon. I had gone to Rumplestilstskin in search of answer but left with more questions than when I went into his shop. As I made my way through the kitchen door of my home, there she was – instantly sitting up in hopeful expectation of positive news about her mother, my heart broke at the look of desperation, of trust in her eyes – she had put her hope in me and I had failed her. I walked slowly over to her, and sat at the table in front of her. I explained what had happened and with each word her beautiful face fell more and more till tears dripped off of her porcelain cheeks, her eyes averting my gaze.
"It's okay Regina." She whispered brokenly "some people just aren't meant to be happy I guess."
I felt like a dagger had been shoved through my chest, words that had haunted me my entire life at every corner, at every stop. Accepting that you would never be happy was a bitter pill to swallow, one someone so young shouldn't be consuming or seeing as fact. Indignation rose up in me. No this wouldn't happen.
"Look at me Arena "I softly demanded her attention, reaching out my hands to cup her face lightly, my thumbs stroking away her tears "I will find your mother, I don't know how or how long but it will be done, that I promise you. Till then I will make a happy life for us, our life will be full of joy and you will lack in nothing do you understand me?"
She stared at me a moment, hesitant, but then nodded before relaxing into my touch. I planned on making good on my promise to the angelic little girl in front of me. My heart was pulled to her, I ached to see her happy & whole. I decided then and there that I would fight unto death to see that happen & when a queen decides something, it's decided.