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Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“How would I know that?”

She asked amused with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing a mix of garments but a long duster and a pair of good practical boots. In her pocket she was holding a knife.

“I understand you killed Queen Snow.”

She didn’t care about the king.

“Ahh. That would make you the me from the wish realm. I wondered when you’d show up.”

Regina’s magic buzzed in her hands, but she held it in check. She was ready for anything from this woman. Still, when she spoke, her voice showed her regret.

“I’m afraid I did. Due to some very complicated circumstances, I didn’t think of her as a real person.” She also hadn’t intended to squeeze their hearts so hard, but she wouldn’t use that as an excuse.

“Then I think it’s fair that I don’t treat you like a real person.”

In the years since she’d lost her magic she’d become quite good with a knife and it wasn’t nearly as easy as one might thing for the queen to stop her. The knife was enchanted against magic.

The queen growled softly when Regina attacked her. She really didn’t want it to be this way.

It became apparent that magic wasn’t going to work against the knife, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use magic against other things in the vicinity. She quickly turned the pavement beneath Regina to ice and used the limbs from nearby trees to wrap her up as she slipped.

Once the fight was over, the queen picked up the knife and shook her head as she looked at it. “Well, I’ll give you points for coming prepared. Unfortunately for you, I’ve had many experiences with would-be assassins.”

The knife was well made and sat comfortably in the queen’s hand. Like it was made for her. Regina growled from her prison of of limbs. She had clearly had a bit of a harder life than Regina and had a fair bit of grey in her hair.

“Snow deserved someone to avenge her.”

“I won’t argue with you there,” Regina actually had felt pretty guilty for killing that Snow after she found out that the realm still existed after they left, “though I admit, I’m surprised that you wanted to.” Since Snow was the reason this Regina was without her magic.

“Believe me when I say that I felt awful about her death, but I’m not going to let you kill me.”

“No one else was left to do it.”

She said firmly. And it was very clear that Regina had no intention of not attacking the queen simply because she showed remorse.

“Well, yes, as her daughter and grandson are here and have no desire to see me dead.” Though it had been touch and go with Henry at first.

“I can tell that if I let you go, you are just going to try again, so…” The queen waved her hand and transported them to her castle. Regina was in a cell - a comfortable one, at least - and the queen was outside the door. “If you learn how to be reasonable, I will free you. If you don’t…” she shrugged. The message was clear.

She let out a frustrated rage and actually tried to reach for the queen between the bars. “I’m not that easy to keep locked up, dear.”

The queen stood back far enough that Regina couldn’t reach her. “I seem to have heard that somewhere before.”

She shook her head. “You can try to escape, but the magical wards are very strong. You aren’t my first prisoner.”

She sighed and calmed down stepping back from the bars and then moving as far into the cell as she could putting her back against the wall.

There was something incredibly tired about this Regina.

She watched her go, a little pity showing through before she schooled her features. The queen was sure Regina would hate her pity.

“I know that we love nothing better than to cling to our revenge fantasies, but things really will go better for you if you let yours go,” she said quietly. Then she turned and left. The guards that were assigned to attend to the prisoner weren’t mean but it was clear that she wouldn’t be winning them away from the queen.

The next day, Regina had a new visitor. It was Snow.

“Frustrated Rage”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

One of the advantages of not having magic was that it was easier to be around another witch without them sensing her magic. She had been watching the Good Queen for weeks.

Regina was walking back to her house on Miflin street from Granny’s on a rainy evening when she decided to approach her.

“Hello, Your Majesty.”

Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“How would I know that?”

She asked amused with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing a mix of garments but a long duster and a pair of good practical boots. In her pocket she was holding a knife.

“I understand you killed Queen Snow.”

She didn’t care about the king.

“Ahh. That would make you the me from the wish realm. I wondered when you’d show up.”

Regina’s magic buzzed in her hands, but she held it in check. She was ready for anything from this woman. Still, when she spoke, her voice showed her regret.

“I’m afraid I did. Due to some very complicated circumstances, I didn’t think of her as a real person.” She also hadn’t intended to squeeze their hearts so hard, but she wouldn’t use that as an excuse.

“Then I think it’s fair that I don’t treat you like a real person.”

In the years since she’d lost her magic she’d become quite good with a knife and it wasn’t nearly as easy as one might thing for the queen to stop her. The knife was enchanted against magic.

The queen growled softly when Regina attacked her. She really didn’t want it to be this way.

It became apparent that magic wasn’t going to work against the knife, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use magic against other things in the vicinity. She quickly turned the pavement beneath Regina to ice and used the limbs from nearby trees to wrap her up as she slipped.

Once the fight was over, the queen picked up the knife and shook her head as she looked at it. “Well, I’ll give you points for coming prepared. Unfortunately for you, I’ve had many experiences with would-be assassins.”

The knife was well made and sat comfortably in the queen’s hand. Like it was made for her. Regina growled from her prison of of limbs. She had clearly had a bit of a harder life than Regina and had a fair bit of grey in her hair.

“Snow deserved someone to avenge her.”

“I won’t argue with you there,” Regina actually had felt pretty guilty for killing that Snow after she found out that the realm still existed after they left, “though I admit, I’m surprised that you wanted to.” Since Snow was the reason this Regina was without her magic.

“Believe me when I say that I felt awful about her death, but I’m not going to let you kill me.”

“No one else was left to do it.”

She said firmly. And it was very clear that Regina had no intention of not attacking the queen simply because she showed remorse.

“Well, yes, as her daughter and grandson are here and have no desire to see me dead.” Though it had been touch and go with Henry at first.

“I can tell that if I let you go, you are just going to try again, so…” The queen waved her hand and transported them to her castle. Regina was in a cell - a comfortable one, at least - and the queen was outside the door. “If you learn how to be reasonable, I will free you. If you don’t…” she shrugged. The message was clear.

She let out a frustrated rage and actually tried to reach for the queen between the bars. “I’m not that easy to keep locked up, dear.”

The queen stood back far enough that Regina couldn't reach her. "I seem to have heard that somewhere before."

She shook her head. "You can try to escape, but the magical wards are very strong. You aren't my first prisoner."

“Frustrated Rage”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

One of the advantages of not having magic was that it was easier to be around another witch without them sensing her magic. She had been watching the Good Queen for weeks.

Regina was walking back to her house on Miflin street from Granny’s on a rainy evening when she decided to approach her.

“Hello, Your Majesty.”

Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“How would I know that?”

She asked amused with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing a mix of garments but a long duster and a pair of good practical boots. In her pocket she was holding a knife.

“I understand you killed Queen Snow.”

She didn’t care about the king.

“Ahh. That would make you the me from the wish realm. I wondered when you’d show up.”

Regina’s magic buzzed in her hands, but she held it in check. She was ready for anything from this woman. Still, when she spoke, her voice showed her regret.

“I’m afraid I did. Due to some very complicated circumstances, I didn’t think of her as a real person.” She also hadn’t intended to squeeze their hearts so hard, but she wouldn’t use that as an excuse.

“Then I think it’s fair that I don’t treat you like a real person.”

In the years since she’d lost her magic she’d become quite good with a knife and it wasn’t nearly as easy as one might thing for the queen to stop her. The knife was enchanted against magic.

The queen growled softly when Regina attacked her. She really didn’t want it to be this way.

It became apparent that magic wasn’t going to work against the knife, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use magic against other things in the vicinity. She quickly turned the pavement beneath Regina to ice and used the limbs from nearby trees to wrap her up as she slipped.

Once the fight was over, the queen picked up the knife and shook her head as she looked at it. “Well, I’ll give you points for coming prepared. Unfortunately for you, I’ve had many experiences with would-be assassins.”

The knife was well made and sat comfortably in the queen’s hand. Like it was made for her. Regina growled from her prison of of limbs. She had clearly had a bit of a harder life than Regina and had a fair bit of grey in her hair.

“Snow deserved someone to avenge her.”

“I won’t argue with you there,” Regina actually had felt pretty guilty for killing that Snow after she found out that the realm still existed after they left, “though I admit, I’m surprised that you wanted to.” Since Snow was the reason this Regina was without her magic.

“Believe me when I say that I felt awful about her death, but I’m not going to let you kill me.”

“No one else was left to do it.”

She said firmly. And it was very clear that Regina had no intention of not attacking the queen simply because she showed remorse.

"Well, yes, as her daughter and grandson are here and have no desire to see me dead." Though it had been touch and go with Henry at first.

"I can tell that if I let you go, you are just going to try again, so..." The queen waved her hand and transported them to her castle. Regina was in a cell - a comfortable one, at least - and the queen was outside the door. "If you learn how to be reasonable, I will free you. If you don't..." she shrugged. The message was clear.

“Frustrated Rage”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

One of the advantages of not having magic was that it was easier to be around another witch without them sensing her magic. She had been watching the Good Queen for weeks.

Regina was walking back to her house on Miflin street from Granny’s on a rainy evening when she decided to approach her.

“Hello, Your Majesty.”

Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“How would I know that?”

She asked amused with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing a mix of garments but a long duster and a pair of good practical boots. In her pocket she was holding a knife.

“I understand you killed Queen Snow.”

She didn’t care about the king.

“Ahh. That would make you the me from the wish realm. I wondered when you’d show up.”

Regina’s magic buzzed in her hands, but she held it in check. She was ready for anything from this woman. Still, when she spoke, her voice showed her regret.

“I’m afraid I did. Due to some very complicated circumstances, I didn’t think of her as a real person.” She also hadn’t intended to squeeze their hearts so hard, but she wouldn’t use that as an excuse.

“Then I think it’s fair that I don’t treat you like a real person.”

In the years since she’d lost her magic she’d become quite good with a knife and it wasn’t nearly as easy as one might thing for the queen to stop her. The knife was enchanted against magic.

The queen growled softly when Regina attacked her. She really didn’t want it to be this way.

It became apparent that magic wasn’t going to work against the knife, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use magic against other things in the vicinity. She quickly turned the pavement beneath Regina to ice and used the limbs from nearby trees to wrap her up as she slipped.

Once the fight was over, the queen picked up the knife and shook her head as she looked at it. “Well, I’ll give you points for coming prepared. Unfortunately for you, I’ve had many experiences with would-be assassins.”

The knife was well made and sat comfortably in the queen’s hand. Like it was made for her. Regina growled from her prison of of limbs. She had clearly had a bit of a harder life than Regina and had a fair bit of grey in her hair.

“Snow deserved someone to avenge her.”

“I won’t argue with you there,” Regina actually had felt pretty guilty for killing that Snow after she found out that the realm still existed after they left, “though I admit, I’m surprised that you wanted to.” Since Snow was the reason this Regina was without her magic.

“Believe me when I say that I felt awful about her death, but I’m not going to let you kill me.”

“Frustrated Rage”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

One of the advantages of not having magic was that it was easier to be around another witch without them sensing her magic. She had been watching the Good Queen for weeks.

Regina was walking back to her house on Miflin street from Granny’s on a rainy evening when she decided to approach her.

“Hello, Your Majesty.”

Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“How would I know that?”

She asked amused with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing a mix of garments but a long duster and a pair of good practical boots. In her pocket she was holding a knife.

“I understand you killed Queen Snow.”

She didn’t care about the king.

“Ahh. That would make you the me from the wish realm. I wondered when you’d show up.”

Regina’s magic buzzed in her hands, but she held it in check. She was ready for anything from this woman. Still, when she spoke, her voice showed her regret.

“I’m afraid I did. Due to some very complicated circumstances, I didn’t think of her as a real person.” She also hadn’t intended to squeeze their hearts so hard, but she wouldn’t use that as an excuse.

“Then I think it’s fair that I don’t treat you like a real person.”

In the years since she’d lost her magic she’d become quite good with a knife and it wasn’t nearly as easy as one might thing for the queen to stop her. The knife was enchanted against magic.

The queen growled softly when Regina attacked her. She really didn’t want it to be this way.

It became apparent that magic wasn’t going to work against the knife, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t use magic against other things in the vicinity. She quickly turned the pavement beneath Regina to ice and used the limbs from nearby trees to wrap her up as she slipped.

Once the fight was over, the queen picked up the knife and shook her head as she looked at it. “Well, I’ll give you points for coming prepared. Unfortunately for you, I’ve had many experiences with would-be assassins.”

“Frustrated Rage”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

One of the advantages of not having magic was that it was easier to be around another witch without them sensing her magic. She had been watching the Good Queen for weeks.

Regina was walking back to her house on Miflin street from Granny’s on a rainy evening when she decided to approach her.

“Hello, Your Majesty.”

Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“How would I know that?”

She asked amused with a raised eyebrow. She was wearing a mix of garments but a long duster and a pair of good practical boots. In her pocket she was holding a knife.

“I understand you killed Queen Snow.”

She didn’t care about the king.

“Ahh. That would make you the me from the wish realm. I wondered when you’d show up.”

Regina’s magic buzzed in her hands, but she held it in check. She was ready for anything from this woman. Still, when she spoke, her voice showed her regret.

“I’m afraid I did. Due to some very complicated circumstances, I didn’t think of her as a real person.” She also hadn’t intended to squeeze their hearts so hard, but she wouldn’t use that as an excuse.

“Frustrated Rage”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

One of the advantages of not having magic was that it was easier to be around another witch without them sensing her magic. She had been watching the Good Queen for weeks.

Regina was walking back to her house on Miflin street from Granny’s on a rainy evening when she decided to approach her.

“Hello, Your Majesty.”

Regina had enjoyed a nice dinner with Snow and was heading back home when she heard the familiar voice and it brought her up short.

“Well hello Dear,” her gaze took in the woman who approached her, “and which version of me are you?”

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

“I am.”

She idly played with the horse’s mane.

“Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend.”

“That is… very me of you.”

She said finally.

“You sound surprised. We were the same person until very recently.”

“And Queenie and I were also the same person at one point in time.”

“That’s still weird to think about. I bet our enemies love that we keep multiplying.”

That made the queen laugh out loud.

“No doubt they’re tearing their hair out.” She mimicked said enemies, saying, “We keep trying to get rid of her, but then ANOTHER one shows up!”

She shook her head, then sighed. “I hear tell that there was yet another version of me from the realm my younger son is from who went into exile when Snow and Charming took her magic. I’ve yet to encounter her though.”

“I’d bet she’s out there somewhere and pissed.”

She did laugh and smile though. Regina was more relaxed and smiling than she had before.

“If she’s still alive, I’d bet she’s really pissed.” Especially at Snow and Charming, but also maybe at her. After all, a lot of crazy things had happened because that realm had been created.

“I guess that’s a bridge we will cross the day that she arrives on my doorstep.”

She inhaled. “I’m sure you’ll manage her. Without magic that’s a piece of cake and you managed me like I was a bug.”

She said it trying not t seem hurt. Still she got out a water horn and offered the queen a drink.

“I’m also much older than you, and until we extracted your timeline from mine, we had the same experiences.. I’d say I had quite an advantage.” She paused and accepted the drink.

“But if she hasn’t regained her magic by the time she finds me, you’re right. Managing a woman without magic while I have it will be easy.”

“That was the most frustrating thing. Feeling like you knew what I was going to do before I did.”

She sighed.

“Sometimes I did,” the queen shrugged. “Since I knew how I thought when I was you, predicting how you’d react to things wasn’t so hard.”

She reached over and patted Regina’s leg. “That’s still the case, but you do have the ability to surprise me now and then.”

“Like when?”

She felt a little annoyed with herself and tried to decide if she wanted to try and be someone who could surprise the queen or if trying not to be predictable meant she was giving up who she was.

“Like when you hit me with a blast of dark magic during foreplay,” she replied with a chuckle. “Maybe I should have expected that, but I didn’t.”

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

“I am.”

She idly played with the horse’s mane.

“Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend.”

“That is… very me of you.”

She said finally.

“You sound surprised. We were the same person until very recently.”

“And Queenie and I were also the same person at one point in time.”

“That’s still weird to think about. I bet our enemies love that we keep multiplying.”

That made the queen laugh out loud.

“No doubt they’re tearing their hair out.” She mimicked said enemies, saying, “We keep trying to get rid of her, but then ANOTHER one shows up!”

She shook her head, then sighed. “I hear tell that there was yet another version of me from the realm my younger son is from who went into exile when Snow and Charming took her magic. I’ve yet to encounter her though.”

“I’d bet she’s out there somewhere and pissed.”

She did laugh and smile though. Regina was more relaxed and smiling than she had before.

“If she’s still alive, I’d bet she’s really pissed.” Especially at Snow and Charming, but also maybe at her. After all, a lot of crazy things had happened because that realm had been created.

“I guess that’s a bridge we will cross the day that she arrives on my doorstep.”

She inhaled. “I’m sure you’ll manage her. Without magic that’s a piece of cake and you managed me like I was a bug.”

She said it trying not t seem hurt. Still she got out a water horn and offered the queen a drink.

“I’m also much older than you, and until we extracted your timeline from mine, we had the same experiences.. I’d say I had quite an advantage.” She paused and accepted the drink.

“But if she hasn’t regained her magic by the time she finds me, you’re right. Managing a woman without magic while I have it will be easy.”

“That was the most frustrating thing. Feeling like you knew what I was going to do before I did.”

She sighed.

"Sometimes I did," the queen shrugged. "Since I knew how I thought when I was you, predicting how you'd react to things wasn't so hard."

She reached over and patted Regina's leg. "That's still the case, but you do have the ability to surprise me now and then."

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

“I am.”

She idly played with the horse’s mane.

“Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend.”

“That is… very me of you.”

She said finally.

“You sound surprised. We were the same person until very recently.”

“And Queenie and I were also the same person at one point in time.”

“That’s still weird to think about. I bet our enemies love that we keep multiplying.”

That made the queen laugh out loud.

“No doubt they’re tearing their hair out.” She mimicked said enemies, saying, “We keep trying to get rid of her, but then ANOTHER one shows up!”

She shook her head, then sighed. “I hear tell that there was yet another version of me from the realm my younger son is from who went into exile when Snow and Charming took her magic. I’ve yet to encounter her though.”

“I’d bet she’s out there somewhere and pissed.”

She did laugh and smile though. Regina was more relaxed and smiling than she had before.

“If she’s still alive, I’d bet she’s really pissed.” Especially at Snow and Charming, but also maybe at her. After all, a lot of crazy things had happened because that realm had been created.

“I guess that’s a bridge we will cross the day that she arrives on my doorstep.”

She inhaled. “I’m sure you’ll manage her. Without magic that’s a piece of cake and you managed me like I was a bug.”

She said it trying not t seem hurt. Still she got out a water horn and offered the queen a drink.

"I'm also much older than you, and until we extracted your timeline from mine, we had the same experiences.. I'd say I had quite an advantage." She paused and accepted the drink.

"But if she hasn't regained her magic by the time she finds me, you're right. Managing a woman without magic while I have it will be easy."

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

“I am.”

She idly played with the horse’s mane.

“Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend.”

“That is… very me of you.”

She said finally.

“You sound surprised. We were the same person until very recently.”

“And Queenie and I were also the same person at one point in time.”

“That’s still weird to think about. I bet our enemies love that we keep multiplying.”

That made the queen laugh out loud.

“No doubt they’re tearing their hair out.” She mimicked said enemies, saying, “We keep trying to get rid of her, but then ANOTHER one shows up!”

She shook her head, then sighed. “I hear tell that there was yet another version of me from the realm my younger son is from who went into exile when Snow and Charming took her magic. I’ve yet to encounter her though.”

“I’d bet she’s out there somewhere and pissed.”

She did laugh and smile though. Regina was more relaxed and smiling than she had before.

“If she’s still alive, I’d bet she’s really pissed.” Especially at Snow and Charming, but also maybe at her. After all, a lot of crazy things had happened because that realm had been created.

“I guess that’s a bridge we will cross the day that she arrives on my doorstep.”

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

“I am.”

She idly played with the horse’s mane.

“Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend.”

“That is… very me of you.”

She said finally.

“You sound surprised. We were the same person until very recently.”

“And Queenie and I were also the same person at one point in time.”

“That’s still weird to think about. I bet our enemies love that we keep multiplying.”

That made the queen laugh out loud.

“No doubt they’re tearing their hair out.” She mimicked said enemies, saying, “We keep trying to get rid of her, but then ANOTHER one shows up!”

She shook her head, then sighed. “I hear tell that there was yet another version of me from the realm my younger son is from who went into exile when Snow and Charming took her magic. I’ve yet to encounter her though.”

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

“I am.”

She idly played with the horse’s mane.

“Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend.”

“That is… very me of you.”

She said finally.

"You sound surprised. We were the same person until very recently."

"And Queenie and I were also the same person at one point in time."

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

“She always has been protective,” the queen admitted with a chuckle, “and she was my darkness.” Hence the death threats.

“I’m sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don’t intend to harm me, she’ll come around.”

“You are fond of her.” She observed a little surprised given that description.

"I am."

She idly played with the horse's mane.

"Once we stopped trying to kill each other, she became a close friend."

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

“From her to you or from you to her?” she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“It might have been mutual.” She said with a shrug.

"She always has been protective," the queen admitted with a chuckle, "and she was my darkness." Hence the death threats.

"I'm sure she just wanted to keep me safe. If she knows you don't intend to harm me, she'll come around."

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

“What do they think of what?” She wasn’t quite sure what Regina was asking. “About you in general or something more specific?”

“Me in general. Queenie wasn’t exactly warm to me when I was living in your house. There might have been a few death threats.”

She didn’t say from whom.

"From her to you or from you to her?" she asked with fond amusement. Either one could easily be true.

“Time Travel Shenanigans”

nsfw

@sass-and-stilettos

Continued from here.

She nodded. Regina used very little magic around the horses, doing a lot of the physical labor herself. She had tightly fitting tan breaches and a white louse fitting blouse for this.

She looked very little like a queen much less one who didn’t trust herself not to kill people.

The queen followed Regina to the stables, her appreciative gaze taking in how nice she looked in those breeches. They really did have a gorgeous ass.

When they arrived, she peeked in to see the foal with its mother and she smiled. The little one seemed to be doing very well. “What are your plans for little Brownie?” she asked, turning toward Regina. “Are you going to train her to be a jumper?”

She smirked when she saw the queen looking at her ass but said nothing.

“I was thinking about it. Her mother is quite a good one. I don’t suppose your granddaughter needs a show horse?”

“By the time this little one is grown and trained, she just might. I can ask her - and her parents - next time I see them.”

Regina turned to help with the horses they’d be riding. “Lucy might like to come help you with her sometimes, if you’d be up for it.”

Regina hesitated, “If her parents are alright with it I’ll be glad to have her help with the training.”

It was the socially awkward thing again as she readied the horses they would ride.

Regina nodded and pitched in with the work of saddling her horse. “I’m sure she’ll be excited, and you’ll make a wonderful teacher.” The queen had a lot of faith in Regina, even if she didn’t have it in herself.

When they finished saddling the horses and had led them outside, she mounted up and waited for Regina to do the same. “Lead on, Dear.”

The riding trails available on Regina’s estate were suitable to keep quite an advanced rider and horse on engaged and she set a speed that made that even more so.

After a bit she did venture to tease the queen that she was out of practice.

“I’m not riding that badly,” the queen replied, snarkiness lining her tone. The fact was, she wasn’t riding badly at all. She might not get out very often, but it wasn’t like she’d forget how to ride.

“Perhaps not that badly.” She laughed but she took her up into the hills a bit and found an overlook that had a lovely view of this corner of the kingdom.

“Careful dear, or I’ll line your saddle seat with pinecones.”

She followed along until they stopped at the overlook, then rode up so they were sitting side by side.

“It’s a beautiful view,” she said, her eyes tracing the path of a river down below.

“I like being with you.” She finally said. “I know this is far out for you to come often but do you think I could visit your castle every once and a while. Not to be with other people…”

She added quickly.

“Afraid I’ll force you into family game night?” she asked with a laugh. Then she looked over at Regina and nodded. “I’d be happy if you would.” Visit.

She looked confused about what family game night was but didn’t ask.

“You did try and get me to be social for a bit there.”

“I invited you to come hang out with Queenie, Zelena, and me. That’s definitely not the same as visiting with the rest of the family.” Particularly because they had been villains. “That said, I promise not to make you interact with anyone you don’t want to when you come to visit.” She smiled.

“What do they think? Queenie and Zelena. She had gotten the sense that neither was that warm towards her.

"What do they think of what?" She wasn't quite sure what Regina was asking. "About you in general or something more specific?"