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It didn’t take long for Regina to reach the tiny village that was the home of Belle. In fact, with magic, Regina (even in her carriage) got there in less than half the time it took Mushu to reach The Dark Castle, though the horses did help a bit. 

The journey there in itself was less than uneventful, as another man rode with Regina inside the carriage in the same armor that the soldiers outside wore, though his was made of leather rather than metal for easier movement. Once Regina had gotten back inside of her carriage, she faced the man opposite of her and smiled, although the man across from her did not return the courtesy.

This didn’t bother Regina, however, and removed her black gloves finger by finger, setting the delicate fabric beside her on the seat.

“You look unhappy.” She mused, keeping her eye on the man in front of her.

“You didn’t have to kill her.” The man replied, thumbing at a short dagger he held in his lap. This caused Regina to toss back her head and laugh and only when she was finished, she still couldn’t help but to chuckle here and there.

“Oh please, spare me of your heroic conscious, Huntsman.” Regina replied, causing the Huntsman to look away from his Queen and outside the carriage window. In his reaction, Regina just smirked and folded her now bare hands in her lap. 

“I thought we were going to go see Rumpelstiltskin? Where are we going now?” The Huntsman asked after a few silent moments, still keeping his eyes away from Regina.

“Rumpel is still the main concern here; however that little woman on the road gave me all I needed to ensure that he won’t be interfering in my curse. Just be grateful I didn’t have to put your life on the line to do it this time.” Her demeanor had quickly changed, her voice now cruel and cold sounding, which brought the Huntsman to finally look over at her.

“And what could that poor young woman have possibly given you to ensure that?” The Huntsman required. Regina let up a cruel smile and pulled out the golden rose hair pin.

“This.” Regina said simply, and went on before the Huntsman had a chance to question how a hair accessory was going to help. “With this enchanted hair pin, I will gain the trust of the only person that Rumpelstiltskin dares to care about. And once I have her trust, I am going to crush him with it.”

"Won't The Dark One just, I dunno, [i]KILL YOU[/i] when he finds out your involvement?"

"That's the beautiful thing about this curse; no one will have their memories, especially Rumpel. All of this-" Regina extended her arms out, gesturing out to the whole of The Enchanted Forest. "-will be gone and we, everyone here...we will all be different people, living the lives that I decide to give them."

The Huntsman returned the dagger to the inside of his boot and folded his arms across his chest, clear that he didn’t like the methods of his Queen one bit, and looked away from his Queen once more.

“Don’t forget…” Regina said, noticing his body language. She waved her hand and a small amount of orange magic appeared in the air under the Huntsman’s chin, forcing him to turn his head and look at her once more no matter how hard he tried to resist it. “…you fail me like you did with Snow, I will kill you.”

The Huntsman, unable to look away, simply swallowed hard and nodded once. Regina seemed pleased with this and waved the orange magic wisp away, leaving the Huntsman free once more.

Regina had the carriage stop far before they had arrived at the village, giving specific instructions for the entire party to wait here for her return. Now out of the carriage, Regina took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She extended her hands out, bending them up at the elbow and felt the magic running through her fingertips and waved her hands down. A spell had been put on the Queen, a disguise, so that anyone that might look upon her would not see Regina, but a common noblewoman. The Huntsman brought Regina a small hand mirror for Regina to look over her handy-work in and nodded, satisfied. She conjured up a basket of apples and began her walk into the village. 

Not many things surprised The Evil Queen, but when she arrived in the village to see that it had already been more-or-less destroyed, this put her off her game, just a bit. She passed herself off as a simple traveler, and wormed her way into the conversation of the townspeople into learning about the fire from the night before, and the feral beast attack. Now, she knew what the beast attack entailed, but the fire…that had dark magic written all over it. But instead of try to piece that together, she continued her search for Belle.

As luck would have it, Regina was just on the outskirts of town when she noticed a woman, covered in blood and limping into the village. But what Regina found more interesting than that, was that the woman was walking [i]away[/i] from an old barn. With a small smirk, Regina, disguised as the traveler, waited until the limping woman passed her by before heading straight for the barn. It was a good thing too, because in her lack of patience Regina was about ready to kill everyone in the village that [i]wasn’t[/i] Belle.