A/N: Thank you for this prompt, ANON (from tumblr). I loved writing this and I hope you like it too!
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it all comes with a price
wc: 358
She was done. Regina was so fed up with it all. She wanted Henry back. She wanted her son. The love of her life. But she knew what her price was to pay when she broke the curse, and just like when she cast the curse, she had paid the price in full.
Both her son and her father were gone because of her selfish desires and there was nothing she could do about it.
So there she sat, back against a tree, crying.
She hated it. Crying. It ruined her. It made her feel weak.
All of a sudden, there was a noise that sounded like a twig snapping, and Regina's head shot up. Two thick leather boots, the ones that Robin wore, had entered her line of vision.
"Milady?" he asked, nearing her and stepping wearily, as if there was a possibility that she would pounce and snap at him in anger, use some of her magic on him. But she would never do such a thing, and even if she wanted to, it would probably backfire and end up failing her. Her magic didn't work as well when she was upset like this. She wiped underneath her eyes with her ring finger and sat up a bit.
"What do you want, Outlaw?" she hissed, and after realizing that all he was looking at was a broken woman, he neared closer, kneeling down and taking off his gloves as if it was a sign of respect.
"Regina, don't do this to yourself, please," he said, stroking her cheek gently with his right hand.
And that's when she saw it.
That damn lion tattoo.
It all began to rush back to her at once, Tink, the pixie dust, and that tattoo. Her head began to spin and she began to feel faint. Robin gripped her shoulders tightly.
"Are you okay? Regina?" he said, but it was all just mumbles in her head.
"I…"she stumbled as she tried to stand up, "I just… have to go."
And with that, she was off, putting as much distance between herself and the man with the lion tattoo as she could.