@Snow White (Schneeweibchen AU)
“Oh, I’m starving..simply starving..” The Queen said softly, following Snow into the cottage. There were a thousand ways she could do away with the girl. Alone and unprotected, far from help of any kind. The Queen entered the kitchen and focused on Snow, watching the girl’s every move.
“Well I baked some bread earlier today and there’s some cheese. Does that sound good?” She gave the old woman a friendly smile even though her staring was making her nervous. “There’s the berries to of course.”
“That sounds delightful.” The Queen smoothed a few wrinkles from her dress. “Are you all alone, child? It must be frightening…all alone in the dark forest. Unprotected…aren’t you scared?” She moved her gaze from Snow, taking in the kitchen.
@Snow White (Schneeweibchen AU)
The Queen lingered outside the cottage where Snow White was staying, watching, waiting…fuming. That wretched girl just wouldn’t die. She’d have no peace until the girl was dead. Her beauty stolen away with rot and decay. The Queen weighed her options, trying to decide what to do next. A gust of wind tugged her hood off her head. A storm was moving in…perhaps…it would provide an opportunity.
Snow White had been out picking berries when the wind had started to pick up. Storm, she thought. As she approached the cottage she spotted an older looking woman atanding outside. “Hallo!” She called out. “Do you need a place to stay? I don’t think you’ll be able to make it to any of the nearby towns in this weather.”
The Queen hesitated. She had to act quickly. The Queen searched in her cloak pocket and retrieved a bottle. She undid the stopper and drank the contents. A glamour, quick and simple, to hide her true features. She turned to face her wretched step-daughter.
“Oh, my dear girl…I would hate to impose!” The Queen watched Snow’s face, waiting to see if the girl recognized her.
The girl just smiled, suspecting nothing. “Nein, its no trouble.” She opened the cottage door. “And the dwarves are away so you can sleep in their room.” Once inside she went to put the basket of berries in the kitchen. “Are you hungry?” She called back.
“Oh, I’m starving..simply starving..” The Queen said softly, following Snow into the cottage. There were a thousand ways she could do away with the girl. Alone and unprotected, far from help of any kind. The Queen entered the kitchen and focused on Snow, watching the girl’s every move.
@Snow White (Schneeweibchen)
The Queen lingered outside the cottage where Snow White was staying, watching, waiting…fuming. That wretched girl just wouldn’t die. She’d have no peace until the girl was dead. Her beauty stolen away with rot and decay. The Queen weighed her options, trying to decide what to do next. A gust of wind tugged her hood off her head. A storm was moving in…perhaps…it would provide an opportunity.
Snow White had been out picking berries when the wind had started to pick up. Storm, she thought. As she approached the cottage she spotted an older looking woman atanding outside. “Hallo!” She called out. “Do you need a place to stay? I don’t think you’ll be able to make it to any of the nearby towns in this weather.”
The Queen hesitated. She had to act quickly. The Queen searched in her cloak pocket and retrieved a bottle. She undid the stopper and drank the contents. A glamour, quick and simple, to hide her true features. She turned to face her wretched step-daughter.
“Oh, my dear girl…I would hate to impose!” The Queen watched Snow’s face, waiting to see if the girl recognized her.
'Oh, just travling the world, seeing sights. I assume you are the queen of this realm?" Ursula said, gesturing to the expanse of land outside the balcony.
“Of this humble little country, yes. I am Queen. Are you perhaps royalty as well?”
