[ It's getting harder to slip into the role of Madam Mayor. Harder because every day spent here is a day spent away from Henry, harder because there seems to be no way out and harder because Regina is nearing the end of her patience.
And now pirates; as if she hadn't had enough of those from that vermin Hook.
Still, she slips into the faux concern and care of Madam Mayor because she needs to, because she needs to plot her way out but also avoid enemies.
That brings her to the garden, black dress and high heels and red lips as she passes blankets, makes certain tents are held properly, tries to ask anyone (with a smile that is a bit too rosy), if they are well.
The rules are different here; but that doesn't mean Regina cannot adjust to the game. ]
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And now pirates; as if she hadn't had enough of those from that vermin Hook.
Still, she slips into the faux concern and care of Madam Mayor because she needs to, because she needs to plot her way out but also avoid enemies.
That brings her to the garden, black dress and high heels and red lips as she passes blankets, makes certain tents are held properly, tries to ask anyone (with a smile that is a bit too rosy), if they are well.
The rules are different here; but that doesn't mean Regina cannot adjust to the game. ]