the-lone-huntsman:

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the-lone-huntsman:

reginamills-yourqueen:

the-lone-huntsman:

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“Why do I need to explain myself Regina? I’m your friend remember? I came over to see if you wanted to grab a coffee down at Granny’s and I find you wanting to rip out hearts…”

“Don’t lie to me, Graham. I have never had a friend in my life! Now! Out of my way! I have hearts to take.”

Graham hit the floor with a grunt and moaned for a moment before getting to his feet again. “Not going to happen Regina. You don’t want to hurt others, you were trying so hard.” He got in between her. “And you are my friend.”

“Why do you even want to be my friend? Do you just want to use me for my magic? Fine. I will give you a little fire show.”

Graham dodged the ball of fire and backed up against a wall. “You of all people should know I have no interest in magic. Not after I was abused with it for so long.”

“Then tell me. Why would you ever want to be my friend?”

Graham gasped for air as he was lifted off the ground. “B-because…you were o-opening up…getting better.”

“What does better even mean? Good and bad are human constructs. I am finally living up to my nature as a witch, dear. Mother would be so proud.”