the-prince-philip:

reginamills-yourqueen:

Regina clung tightly to him, hoping to be a tangible reminder to him. She wasn’t going to let him go. At least not while he was like this. He had to stay her Philip. She just had to. So, she continued to caress his face and kiss him lightly. “I love you Philip. I love you,” she whispered over and over, feeling the tears take over as he fell into darkness once more. “Don’t trust magic, Philip. Keep fighting.”

His mind was slowly dozing off; it felt like he was dying; and it was because he was; Philip was dying; this Philip at least; and the other was coming back. I’m sorry Regina; was his last thought; his eyes shut down; his memories of her face fade away; quick flashes being erased from his mind; his lungs reached out for air; his eyes opened again; wide and his breath was uncontrolled; his eyes shifted around the room, and paused on the woman who was holding his face. “What- What are you doing?” He frowned; leaning his hand on the floor; what was going on. “Who are you?” He frowned; how did he got there in a first place?

Regina sobbed as Philip slipped away into the darkness. She never should have fallen in love with him. She knew it had been a bad thing at the time, but she just couldn’t help herself. She loved him. And, she knew it was no use to fight it anymore. Magic always won to love. So, she slowly released her hold on him as he awoke once more and put on a pained smile. “I’m…Regina. I found you lying here. I wanted to make sure you were okay,” she lied, fighting back tears.