Chapter 9

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"ROSE IS YOUR DAUGHTER?!" I asked. "Yes," she said. "Then why did you kill her?" I asked. "That part comes next. After I gave birth to her, my past husband's spirit came to me, and I quote: 'That girl will guide the Savior of this land. Give her up, to someone else. She will be happier and will save you all. Including Snow White.' " she explained. "But I didn't want to save Snow White and her 'precious' friends. And I didn't want to give Rose up. But I had to. He took Rose away before I even had a say. I never saw Rose again after that. That was the day I swore to myself that I would kill Snow White. She took my house, my husband, and then she took my daughter." "Wait, wait, wait. So you really LOVE Rose?" I asked. "Deeply," she said. "But I hated Snow White more. If I killed Rose, then this world would be destroyed and Snow White would have everything she loved ripped away from her," She sniffed. "Then I found Rose again with her mother and I told her everything. I was allowed to take care of her and guide her through what she would do." she said. "Big mistake," "You are despicable." I said. "You killed your own daughter just so Snow White would never have her happy ending?" "I had to do what was right!" she said. "What you thought was right killed Rose," I said. I tuvked the dagger into my pants and left her sitting there, crying.

"Rose is Ingrid's daughter?" Snow White asked when I found her later that day. I had told her everything. The lies about her ruining Ingrid's life, stealing her things, evrything. "I didn't take Ingrid's things. While I was asleep on the couch, some people came. They took all of Ingrid's things and they took me too." she said. "All these years I've wondered just why she hated me so much, why she threatened to kill me and all of the people in front of the entire kingdom." At that point, I just really wanted to go home. Even if Ingrid hurt me. I didn't care. I just really wanted to go home. "I've had enough today," I said. "I'm going home. Bye, Snow." "Bye," she said back. After that moment, I grabbed my jacket and headed home.

As if the drama today wasn't enough, I looked stupid explaining to Ingrid why I wasn't home at all last night. My concern was that she didn't even look for me! "Um, I went to Elmore to talk to  Rose, who is Khristy. But then Rose died and I talked to the evil queen who was YOU, and the mother of Snow White. But then Snow was told to have taken her stuff, and her husband died and then she gave birth to Rose, who's dead now, and then she said that her husband's spirit talked to her and then-" "STOP! What the hell are you babbling about?" Ingrid asked. "Um, nothing?" I said. "Get upstairs, you're giving me a migraine." she said. "Yeah, well I can't stay up here too long, I have lessons with the blacksmith," I said. "Oh don't worry," she smiled. "While Kenny and I go see your father, you'll stay here, in your room." "Father?" I asked. "DAD?!" I ran to the door but Ingrid shut it, locked the door, and went downstairs. Out to see my father.

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