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“I see my pain can still give you pleasure.” Mark gave a sad smile as he shook his head. “I’d hoped… after the curse you would be in a place were we could talk about this.” He owed her that. Back home they never got a chance to talk even after the war ended. 

Regina sighed, her features softening as she looked back at Mark. “I’m sorry, dear. I’m being crude. I’ve been bad for far too long. And, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to stop and…” she trailed off, sighing once more as her gaze fell to the floor for a bit. She was at such a loss without Henry. He had been the only thing keeping her good and now with her mother gone, she really didn’t know what to do. And, being bad and using magic seemed like the only way to keep her mother’s spirit, no matter how awful, alive through her.