making an entrance || Jefferson / Open
Sorry we’re late
It simply did not have the same ring to it, but the still-queen-thank-you, hardly minded. Not when her ‘date’ this evening was sure to cause as much a stir as she herself. Honestly she couldn’t imagine why she had even been invited in the first place. Charming thought simply restricting her bar privileges if she chose to use magic would keep everyone safe? Please.
Aside from that, she was hardly going to be the biggest threat there anyway. But the so called Prince was ever the fool, and she felt no desire to make him see that. Less entertainment for her if he stopped.
Dressed ostentatiously and grandiosely, Regina stepped from her carriage, taking the hand of a guard, and eyed the castle with a touch of disdain. She couldn’t really give a real explanation for her arriving – nothing more than wanting to cause a stir. She did so despise all who laid within…
Hearing movement from behind, she turned to lay a dark but satisfied smirk at her date for the event as he finally exited the carriage as well. He wasn’t normally one ot keep her waiting, but, unfortunately he didn’t have the aid of magic to quickly correct the ways in which they had both become disheveled on the journey here.
“I do hope you’re prepared for stares, my dear…” she drawled, looking almost eager to strike fear back into the hearts of her formerly oh-so-loyal subjects.