Snow White: The Untold Story

Once Upon A Time.....

Once upon a time, in the middle of winter, a young queen was sitting on a window sill, at the very top of her castle. She smiled down at her fully belly, as her unborn child kicked and rolled in her stomach. The queen grimaced at the pain the child was causing inside of her. Suddenly, the young queen screamed out in pain. "No! It can't be! It's too early!" The queen stated as she hobbled away from the window. She called for her servants and they began to fill the room, preparing for the heir of kingdom to be born.

The queen was in labor for hours, screaming in wailing so loud that it was heard throughout the kingdom. When the child was finally born, she was too small and very cold. The king and queen looked down at their child with sorrow. She was dead. The whole kingdom mourned the loss of the child and there was not a dry face throughout the kingdom.

The king and queen were so filled with grief as they prepared a funeral for their child, when suddenly a cloaked figure appeared in chambers with them. "I can grant you what you wish, my lord and lady," the he stated lowly. The king and queen stared at the dark figure with horror. "All that we wish is for our child to live. But that is impossible," the king and queen stated. The cloaked man smirked at them and shook his head. "Not for me. But. My help comes with a price. The life of your child, for the life of your queen. You have until sundown tomorrow to answer me," the dark, cloaked figure stated before vanishing into thin air.

The king and queen quarreled for the all of the next day, but had yet to decide the fate of their child. The queen was willing to risk her life for her child, but the king was not. He would not risk the love of his life, but it wasn't his decision to make. The day began to come to an end and the king and queen had not stopped fighting.

The sun slowly faded behind the mountains that surrounded the kingdom. The king and queen gasped when they realized the sun had disappeared. Black smoke appeared in front of them and as it slowly faded, they noticed a figure hiding in the smoke. "I have heard your bickering throughout the day, but it is time for you to make a decision. The life of your queen, or the life of your daughter?" The cloaked figure asked darkly. The queen stepped forward, her dead child in her arms. "No, please! I beg of you, dark spirit!" The king pleaded out, but the figure ignored the king's pleas as he stretched his arms out for the dead child.

The queen slowly placed the small, limp child in the figures arms. In an instant, he held the unmoving child up to his lips and bit her. The king and queen screamed with horror and the king began to charge the cloaked figure. "You monster! You lying monster!!" The king yelled but he stopped when the child slowly began to move. The king and queen gasped with surprise; their child was alive!

The queen eagerly reached for her now living child but the cloaked figure pulled the child out of reach. He smirked at the king and queen as he looked down at the now crying infant. "My price was your queen for your daughter. No more, no less," the cloaked figure stated lightly as he placed the child into her crib. He turned back to the king and queen as they stared at him in horror.

The cloaked figure smirked at the queen and suddenly, the room was filled with black smoke. By the time the smoke had dispersed, the cloaked figure had disappeared and so had the queen. The king cried out before rushing to his daughter's crib. He smiled down at her with relief before his gaze turned to that of alarm. His child was alive and crying but there was something wrong with her. His child was still as pale as the snow that fell during her birth, and she had two small fangs on either side of her mouth. The king also noticed that the child's lips were as red as the blood that had dried on her small neck. He named her Snow White as he looked down at her ash white skin with wide eyes.

The king stared at his Snow White with horror and cried out into the night. But nothing he did brought his wife back. The next day, the king presented the queen's death to the kingdom, saying that she had died of sorrow in the night. There were whispers that people spoke, saying that the king had summoned a witch or a demon that would only trade a life for a life, but that the spirit deceived the king. The whole kingdom erupted into a revolt but the king's guards were stronger than the people.