The dark one as stepfather🍎

Wish on a blue star🍎

Thunder rumbles across the hazy mountains. Thick showers pour from the dark sky. A frigid breeze blows across the deserted streets. All of the mixes have been closed, and the doors have been secured. For a brief while, the town appears deserted. The only light comes from the castle... the residence of the Evil Queen.The magnificently painted windows in the tower chamber reflect the warm glow of candles. A helpless cry resonates along the cold, dark hallways. Guards appear astonished and ready to storm into her chamber, but the mirror man orders them to remain. "No matter what they hear or think... Maintain your position."Regina looks deep into her father's gray eyes. Elderly and wise. "Daddy," she exhales. "Ssh, my child, It will all be over shortly. Believe me. "Not for much longer." Regina's eyes well up with tears. The agony, the horror. The rest of her body simply became numb. Except for about 5 square inches where some devil (certainly male) was hammering her from the inside. She wants to die, and she's shouting it all the time. She believes that no one is listening to her. She is weeping once more. Furthermore, she is unable to control her heart rate. "Breathe, baby, breathe," her father says quietly. "Just knock me out," she begs, concerned about her heart rate. She was kidding, but the joke was on her since she said it out loud. She'd never wished for anything more genuine. It was unfair. It was upsetting. She thinks to herself, "My stupid body." My dreadful gender. Sex and its restrictions. In terms of humanity. "I don't deserve this," she sobs. Her father supports her head and watches at the nurse, who sits between Regina's wide legs. "Is it almost over" he asks quietly. The nurse sighs and shakes her head. She scrunches up her whole body and senses a spark of hope. Then there's the dread. Then there's hope. And again, pain, pain, pain. She attempts to focus her attention on her kid, exhausted. It was all about her, her body, and her agony. It was still quite hazy. She never saw or heard its face or scream. A significant part of her doubts she'll ever see it. Definitely not alive. Near the conclusion of her pregnancy, she tells herself that even if she died, she would still get to meet it. It was still a physical reality. But she couldn't think like that. It wasn't entirely a nightmare. It was impossible to take it away from her. Despite this, it remained a mystery, its existence only a rumor, a source of dread. The possibility of heartache."Regina, this is it," the nurse exclaims happily. "Your Majesty, come on. It's all over if you give me a huge push." "I can't, Daddy," she sobs. "I believe in your child," he says confidently. And just like that, Regina regained her strength thanks to his words. She exhales deeply and closes her eyes. She She couldn't hear the sounds that were flowing between her lips. She could only hear stillness... Then there was the sound that everyone had been waiting for. The sound of a newborn infant sobbing. "Regina, it's a girl!" exclaims the nurse joyfully. Regina grins because she is too exhausted to respond. I'm listening to the baby wail. Sweat-covered tears trickle down her cheeks. "Daddy," she sobs. "Oh, my baby," the old guy responds cheerfully, kissing her forehead. "Oh," Regina says as she wraps a big shawl around her daughter. Her bright blue eyes are locked on hers. "My little girl, My Moira," Regina says softly. "Rest my child," her father adds, kissing her forehead one more before leaving.It doesn't take long for Regina and Moira to fall in love.

Regina and Moira are the only two people in her room. Regina rubs her sleeping daughter's cheek, fatigued and yet dealing with the agony. Black hair covers her head. "Oh, Moira," she says quietly, looking out the open window at the big star. "You have no idea how badly I want this." I want everything. But I beg of you... Please understand... I need to give you the greatest opportunity possible. "And this..." Her eyes well up with tears once more. "That best shot is not with me," she yells out loud. "I wish it were." However, this is not the case. I am the nefarious Queen. And a wicked Queen only has enemies. I wish it were different... I wish I'd been born somewhere else... Maybe we'll be able to get together then. Please, Moira... Please forgive me. I don't think I'll be able to forgive myself. But I'm hoping you'll forgive me. I just care about what is best for you." She takes another deep breath and returns her gaze to the heavens. "I wish... I wish..." she says, taking a big breath.She shuts her eyes for a second before kissing her daughter on the cheek. "You are your Majesty. "I hear your wish," a soft voice says. Regina glances up at the blue fairy who has come in her bedroom. "Please... I wish..." "I hear you," she responds gently. "I respect your decision; I think it to be the best... Regarding the child. But It is not the ideal option for you, in my opinion. Are you sure? There's no turning back." Regina cries and tosses her head up in the air. "I don't want this... I'd like to be... with her. But I'm afraid I can't. I am unable to provide her with the future she deserves. Not yet." The blue fairy gives a nod. "I assure you that she will be secure. I know a wonderful family for her. The lady is unable to conceive, and I guarantee that this kid will be adored." "I don't doubt it," Regina says, sniffing. "What is her name?" "Moira" the queen says hurtful. The blue fairy nods. Regina kisses Moira on the forehead one more time, murmurs "Goodbye Moira," and passes the sleeping newborn to the blue fairy.She sobs uncontrollably as the blue fairy vanishes with her.