You peeked out from behind the door, looking at him as he stood at the altar, waiting for you to walk down the aisle patiently, ready to finally make you his wife. On one side of the room, your friends and family sat. On the other were his. Everyone was on the edge of their seats. Then again, it's hard not to be when there are guards everywhere and security is extremely strict. Well, what were you to expect when marrying the prince of the kingdom? You take a deep breath. You can do this. You looked at yourself in the mirror, in your white dress, the bottom reaching the floor. The sleeves were fairly short and loose, and they only reached a bit above your elbows. It had a modest U neckline and you were wearing a necklace of pearls. You wore a wide jade green belt and the same colour outlined the hem of your entire outfit.

Slowly, you took one last breath before your escort asked if you were ready (You couldn't walk down with your father, he died when you were very young) . You nodded, and the guards opened the doors, allowing you and your escort to glide through gracefully. Your eyes met his and he smiled that smile that you've always loved. In return, you grinned back up at him, beaming with happiness. Once you reached the altar, he took your hands in his and squeezed gently. You squeezed back with the same amount of love. The ceremony passed by in a flash, and then he was kissing you and you were kissing back. Once you separated, the priest raised his hands and announced,

"I now present, the new king and queen of Alternia!"

It was a bright and sunny summer morning, with beams of light shining through the windows of every house and warming them up. It was a beautiful day, with the birds chirping and singing their daily greetings and people waking up and spending their time with their loved ones. It was a day where people would go to the lake that would be pleasantly cool in this hot month, to swim and to watch it reflect the sun's rays beautifully. It was a day that would always be remembered by the people of Alternia as one of the most gorgeous and horrible days of the year.

Servants in the castle were rushing around, trying to orient themselves and the people around them, while the townspeople outside were already spreading the good and bad news, true or not. It was a very important and memorable day for everyone.

Today was the day the queen had given birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl.

It was also the day that she had to pay the ultimate price in order to deliver her.

The king was in terrible distress, mourning the loss of his wife while attempting to keep himself composed in front of his people. As he held the small infant in his arms, wailing for a mother she would never meet, he thought of how he would raise her properly, with or without anyone to help him.

He didn't take very long to name the child. He and his wife had discussed some names a few months before the delivery and they had decided upon a name in case of a boy, and one in case of a girl. Seeing the gender of the child, he would go with the latter.

Today was August 31st, the day marked as the death of the queen, and the birth of a new princess.

Today was August 31st, and it was the birthday of one Kanaya Maryam.

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You wake up to a morning of the sun shining brightly, the birds singing happily, and the crystal clear water of the lake gleaming in the light.

What a horrid day.

Groggily, you sit up in your four post bed, with pink and black covers and a wooden headboard, while a servant brings you breakfast after opening the similarly coloured drapes. He gently places the breakfast tray on your lap, and takes a step back. Yawning, you dismiss him with a simple wave of your hand. He bows once before leaving the room, allowing you to eat your breakfast in peace.

Looking around your room, you sigh. It was bigger than the rooms of most townspeople, but you felt as if it was still too small. There was barely enough room for 24 people to be able to walk around and that just wouldn't do. Your house was more of a mansion, but it still wasn't enough. Being a baroness just simply wasn't sufficient for you.

As you sit there, contemplating your title while munching on your toast and sipping your juice, a servant comes up to you and brings you news of the king of Alternia. Slowly, your mouth extends into a malicious grin. You tell your servant to take the tray and dismiss him. Once he's gone, you hop out of bed quickly and put on your best dress. It was dark pink (or tyrian purple, as some people say) and black, your two favourite colours. It had a v neckline and it was tight from the waist down, with the hem reaching a bit above your knees. The dark pink outlined the hem of the dress and the neckline. It was also on the waist, made to look a bit like a sash.

You quickly apply your makeup and brush your endlessly long, and tangled dark mess that you call your hair. You apply some blush to your dark skin and look at yourself in the mirror. You look incredibly stunning, if you do say so yourself. You grab some strappy high heels and jump in your carriage. You order your chauffer to bring you to the castle immediately.

The carriage starts moving and you smile to yourself.

Today would be an alright day after all.

A/N: Ok guys, this is my first fanfic, so I hope you will all enjoy it! If any of you were wondering, this IS based on the story of snow white. What you guys need to know is that the dotted line means "meanwhile" while a page break means some time has passed. Sometimes i'll put the exact time that has passed, sometimes i won't. (I'm sorry if the changing p.o.v's are confusing _)