They are dead Reina

Marcus gasped from the memory. His blood ran cold from seeing the she-devil awake and waking again. He had seen her die and witnessed her talking her last breath so for her to stand there before him as though that never happened caught all of him to panic. 

Regina stood before them all glammed up and sexy. She was out of her dress and was wearing leather pants and a cute shirt that adorned her skin completion. 

Her hair was left bouncing on her shoulders as she stood leaning by the wall with a dangerous glint in her eyes. Bran almost dropped the king when he thought of the fact that what was before him wasn't an illusion. 

The queen smiled at them, her lips were painted with black lip makeup, her dark look went so well with her attitude.

"You are dead," Marcus uttered.