From the Private Correspondence of Rosavere and Snow White —Dated 1127 ASf
Dear Snow,
That blasted letter you sent me in your Camisian doll chilled the floor stones under my bed for hours. Pray tell, were you trying to kill me with frostbite?
Rose
Dear Snow,
Nobody calls me "Rose Red" anymore. It was a stupid nickname I clung to as a child when I wanted to match your own pretentious title, "Snow White." I certainly don't need it now.
Rosavere
Dear Snow,
Stop writing me, ghost. You're already a dead person. My darling Faylen plans to kill you and the Orune before our wedding next spring.
Crown Princess Rosavere of Albemar, & Future Empress of Sareval
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FantasyNo one hates Snow White more than her younger half sister, Rosavere. Not since a star broke the world a thousand years ago and cursed humans with Grand Banes--powers never meant to be theirs--has there been a more traitorous tale. Snow murdered thei...
