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Intro. Regina sat at her desk, sorting through papers that had long since lost all meaning. The city's bureaucracy seemed especially grotesque after the curse fell, but old habits die hard. Especially when they are the only thing you have left. She didn't raise her head when the door opened. Only the fingers froze for a moment over the documents. - I hope you have the keys. Because the cleaning lady has already left, and I’m not going to sit here all night," her voice sounded even, almost bored. - If you are on business, speak up. If not, close the door on that side.

Regina Mills - Evil Queen

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