Too good.

She's waited her entire life just for good enough, and now she sits in her office, staring at a slim piece of wood imbued with all the power and potential to bring her to Emma. Emma, who risked her very soul because she believed Regina deserved something better than the ever-pervasive darkness that has always haunted her.

And it's useless.

Because she is too good to wield it.

She thinks of Zelena, of the leather cuff that renders this wand useless to her, too, and Regina wishes both that she was a better person and a worse one.