Good over Evil

"Once upon a time...

Oh, how I loathe that phrase but then it has to be used because it symbolizes good over evil and all that drama. And so it starts.

I hated her. Hated her since she entered my life. Hated her with my core and with all my true heart. But then I have no true heart. I have just faked it. Shhhhh! No one must know,  our secret!

Every time saw her sitting on the lap of the man I love, every time I saw them feeding the royal morsels to each other, every time I saw them dancing together - I hated that. She was stealing the only thing I truly loved and cared for, the only thing which was to mine. She made him happy the way I could never do!

She took everything I was entitled to, my throne, my royal position, my importance in his life, my importance in the eyes of the people of the kingdom. She stole everything that was rightfully mine.

I had to make her suffer. What could be a better way to make sure he remains mine. And what could be the better way than death to ensure that. So I did. What I had to do. I killed him. I killed my father and blamed my stepmother for it. I became the hero, I made her the villain, I became the fatherless lass with the kind heart to forgive her and made her the evil queen.

My name is Snow White, but I am cold as ice, dark and black as night."

"All I wanted was love, I was nothing, no royal lineage, no riches, nothing but magic. But my magic was incomplete. For I had no love. And then I met him.

He was older, wise, compassionate and kind. Our love wasn't bound by his past, by his age, or mine, or the fact that he was a father, a widower and also a king.

I had the most beautiful wedding, I became the queen. And I found a daughter too, along with a husband. Life could not have been more perfect.

And then I say, a glimmer of. Hatred and malice in Snow White's eyes. She knew that I knew. she knew that I won't ever tell anyone. I saw the wickedness in her no one else saw. I doubted my instincts too at the time. But I shouldn't. So I did what j had to do for my survival. I tore off a part of my soul and put it in the mirror. magic helped.

I knew I was right when I saw her stabbing my dear husband and her own father. I tried to save him but the dagger was enchanted, my magic didn't help. But the blood on my hands and clothes made me the criminal. I did what I had to do, what my husband would have wanted me to do. When she accused me of the inhuman things I made sure to accept that made that my strength. I commandeered the loyal men of my husband and seized the throne. Snow would have had made a poor queen and would have besmirched her father's name. It would break his soul and hearts of the people of this kingdom. If that makes me the villain, so be it.

She ran away, sealing my fate as a villainess and spreading such lies - my mirror showed me her every step. I knew how she spread the tale of the kind hunter who was supposedly ordered by me to bring her heart! I didn't! Would anyone believe me?

If I had to kill her, I would have killed her with the snap of my fingers. I didn't. To stop her malice I simply made a sleeping potion to give her. That's all I did. And it killed me to do that, she was flesh and blood of my husband.

She won in the end because a prince fell in love with her and woke her up with true loves kiss.

But I was defeated. I lost everything. My perfect life crumbled because Snow White was jealous.

And it so happens that in the war between good and evil, whichever side wins is considered good. Had I won, I would have been the hero..."