The Evil Queen

"Lizabeth, is more beautiful than thee." The Mirror told me once again. By than I was done, done with seeing the one I love trapped in a mirror and being nothing more than that, a mirror. Done with him loving Lizabeth, just like everyone else.
"Deed!" I called for my huntsman. He came running to me as quick as he could, and bowed. I looked down at his wreched face, "Kill Lizabeth."