EVILSREIGN // REGINA MILLS
‘ – you’re late, ‘ she speaks without turning, clearing the table as she moves about the dining room. ‘ henry’s already turned in, he was… disappointed. ‘ jaw meets shoulder as she glances over at alec, the same look reflected in her own eyes that were in her son’s, only regina’s hold no small amount of ire. ‘ enough excuses, alec – my son looks up to you, i would hate for you to be teaching him that tardiness is easily forgiven, this is the third week in a row. ‘
❛ i know he does. & it’s not my intention. i swear i didn’t mean to miss tonight. ❜ it’s why he’s breathing hard, sweat running down neck as he stands by the entryway, watching as the table is soon cleared. alec ran straight from the institute to the mills household once he had changed out of his shadowhunter gear. but a mission gone wrong is the sole reason he’s so late, missing yet another dinner he promised to make. he makes eye contact with her for a second & the look she gives him only adds to the guilt.
❛ —— it’s just.... something serious came up. i thought i could handle it & still make it on time. but i should’ve just called. i’m sorry. i know that sounds like another excuse... but it’s the truth. ❜ or about as much of the truth as he can say.