The Immortal and the Mortal
The queen was unlike any human that he had ever watched from the world of the immortals. She was talked about enough, but her powers were of the mortal world and hers was a place that immortals are forbidden to step foot upon.
Her name was Regina and she was young...far too young to have become a queen, kill the king, and cause soo much fear, pain, and hate. Regina relished in that...power.
However...
When she was alone and watching out at the night sky...all she desired was for someone to look at her as just a woman. She desired love. Regina used her power to cause fear and to blind anyone who saw her that she wanted something more than power. The darkness that fed on her took every opportunity to push back that need for love. Love would not give it the food it craved from her. Darkness knew that her anger was the sweetest of all the mortals in the land...
After a rain storm and a row of 12 men and women that had hung to their death for betraying her, Regina turned around. Her face was blank, but her eyes glowed with the pleasure of power and winning. The skies were dark, the clouds low, and the rain came down heavily. She stayed dry in her coach on the way back to the winter palace. The cries of pain from the death slowly faded behind her.
