Break The Reign

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The Evil Queen's castle.

The Evil Queen paces up and down her castle, the shining floors showing her regal reflection. Her facial expression angered and brooding as she flips pages of books.
"Bring the prisoner to me!" Her voice echoed down the hallway as the guards obediently obeyed. The sound of voices and the scuffling of feet indicated that the prisoner was where the Evil Queen wanted her.
"Well, well, well. Look at who it is!" The Evil Queen let out a large cackle. The sound of tears filled the air as the ginger woman fell on the floor, her body small and frail. The Evil Queen paced around her, taking in each part of her body. Eyeing up each freckle, spot and wrinkle.
"Does she know?"
"No..she doesn't your majesty," the woman sobbed trying to stand. The Evil Queen raised her hand, what was fitted in a black lace glove and let her magic flow. Causing the village woman to collapse back onto the floor.
"Where is she?"
"I'm not telling you!"
"Well your life depends on it dearie. Now where is she, or you'll be like the rest of them," The royal threatened pointing to several rows of spikes, with her victims tied to them. The woman before her let out a sigh. A terrified sigh. She still refused to tell the Evil Queen the whereabouts of who she was looking for.
The Evil Queen smirked and muttered, "How sweet." She raised the woman in the air and thrusted her towards the stone wall, her head cracking as it makes impact.
"I will not tell you! She will defeat you when she is ready.''
"Someone is optimistic, it is a shame you won't be around to see it!" And within moments, a curdling scream came out of the woman, blood pouring from her eyes and mouth. The Evil Queen threw her aside and stormed her way to the cell. She wanted answers and she needed them now.