Hello. I'm sooo glad that they made a category for Snow White and the Huntsmen. It makes me so happy. *-* that's a face. Just in case you didn't know. So, yea. On with the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Snow White and the Huntsmen. It doesn't matter how much I want it, I can't have it.

Chapter One- Snow White's Point of View

The coronation finally ended, and I was able to rest. I walked into my grand new room. Everything in the room was new to me. From the soft feather pillows, to the rich Persian rugs.

Someone knocked on my grand doors, and interrupted my thoughts.

"My lady, I've come to aid you turn down your sheets, and help you into your night attire." My maid, Elizabeth said through the doors.

"Come in, Elizabeth."

She came in, and began to turn down the heavy comforter. When she had finished, she approached me. I held up my hand.

"Elizabeth, I would rather dress myself. Thank you though."

"Are you sure my queen?" Elizabeth asked, with a doubtful look on her face.

"Yes, I am. Tend to the fire, and please leave me."

"If you insist. Would you like me to place your night gown on your bed?"

I smiled at Elizabeth. "If it would please you. I wouldn't mind."

She nodded and began to hustle about the the room. I watched her move around the room. Elizabeth did the things I asked with grace and elegance.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, startling us both.

"Queen Snow White, it's Prince William. May I come in?" William called gently.

"Yes, come in."

He walked in, and Elizabeth looked at me, waiting to be dismissed. The only thing Elizabeth hadn't done was prepare my night clothes. I decided that this wasn't of importance, and I dismissed her. She bowed, then left.

"What is it William?" I asked turning to face him. "Why have you called upon me at this late hour?"

"Please, my lady, sit down." He said motioning to the chairs beside the fire.

I sat down, and he followed.

"Now, William. Please tell me why you're here. I don't wish to be rude, but I'm tired, and I wish to go to bed." I said in a tired voice.

"I'm sorry Snow White. We need to discuss some things."

"What things, William?"

"I think that you need king."

"A king?" I asked, standing up, shocked.

"Yes, a king! It would be wise for your kingdom." William said, also standing up.

"Why? Do you think that I am not capable of ruling my kingdom with a wise and just hand? Do you feel that I can not live up to my father's legacy?" I demanded.

"I never said such things Snow White! You're putting words into my mouth!"

I took a deep breath. "William, you will listen to me, and you will not interrupt. Understood?"

He nodded.

"Firstly, I am a queen, and you will address me as such

. Secondly, I will choose when I marry, and whom I marry. Also, if you ever dare to talk to me with that disrespect, I will have no choice but to remove you from my councilmen. Am I understood?"

William bowed low. "Yes, my queen. May I be dismissed from your quarters?"

"Yes."

William left, and I felt no regret for what I said.

I went to my wardrobe, and collected my nighttime attire. I dressed myself, and walking out onto my balcony, I saw a shocking sight.

My Huntsmen, or as I like to call him Sir Eric (much to his disdain), was riding a horse. That wasn't the most shocking part though. Eric was dressed for travel, and his axes where strapped to his back.

He's leaving me! I thought to myself, utterly shocked. I need to stop him. Now!

I grabbed my robe and slipped on my slippers. As I was running out the door, I put on my robe. Running through the castle, I could only think of stopping him some how. I knew I wouldn't feel completely safe ever again if he left.

When I entered the court yard, I was hit with the peaceful night. I had seen my Huntsmen in the garden. Before I could run to find him, he entered the court yard.

"Eric!" I called out to him.

He turned around to face me. "My queen, what are you doing out at this time?"

"I could ask you the same question, Eric. Why are you leaving?"

Eric took a deep breath and looked around. "I don't belong here."

"W-what do you mean?" I asked, perplexed. Why didn't he belong here? I welcomed him with open arms.

"I'm a peasant. You're a queen. I do not belong among your court." Eric said with sadness filling his voice.

"Yes you do! You do, because you're the bravest man that I've ever known! And you cannot, and will not leave me again!" I said, very flustered and frustrated.

"Thank you my lady, but I am not the bravest man. I'm sorry to say that, unless you imprison me, I will one day leave. I am sorry, but this is the way that it must be. I hope that one day you will forgive me."

"As do I Huntsmen. As do I. Also, one day I hope that you return to me. It pains me to let you leave, but I understand. Recently, I myself have had to make some difficult choices."

"Thank you my queen. Maybe one day, our paths shall cross again."

At that, my Huntsmen, friend, and protector rode away on a white stallion.

"Queen Snow White!" One of the guards called. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

I turned to him and smiled, despite my pain. "I was just taking a walk. I am going to my quarters now."

I walked away, trying not to call out for Eric to come back.

Two years later, Snow White is twenty (20) years old, and Eric is twenty eight (28) years old.

Prince William has tried many times to capture Queen Snow White's heart and marry her. Prince William happened to fail at his attempts to court the beautiful queen.

Since Eric left, Snow White hasn't been the same. She feels as if she can't be completely safe again. Everyday, she misses him, and everyday, she considers Williams offer longer than the day before.

I heard a hard knocking on my door.

"Queen Snow White, you must get up. It is time for the council meeting." William said on the other side of my door.

I grunted, and buried my head into my pillow. I felt as if I had been trampled on by an army, then stoned. "William, go away. And, please stop being so formal. Oh, and you may enter."

I heard the doors open, and then him sit on the edge of my bed.

"Don't you remember? You told me to always address me as royally."

I do not know what came upon me, but I started crying.

"Snow? Snow White I don't have to." He used my old nickname that he gave me.

William started gently rubbing my back. "Shh... shh, Snow whatever the problem is, it will all be over soon."

Eventually, I stopped crying, and I crawled into his lap. As soon as his hand touched my skin, he pulled it back.

"Snow, are you feeling ill?" William asked gently.

"Not really. I feel chilly and worn out, although I haven't done anything."

He nodded then lifted me off his lap.

"I'll be back shortly. I'm going to fetch a nurse."

I nodded and crawled my way back under my covers.

William came back with a nurse in tow.

The nurse checked my temperature, and did some other things, and she determined that I had a flu. It was nothing major, but something to be treated soon. The nurse told William that he had to go the apothecary. He looked like he didn't want to, but the nurse convinced him.

William's Point of View

While I was at the apothecary, something very shocking happened.

I saw that wretched huntsmen. I thought that he had left a long time ago, never to return.

And to think, Snow was just beginning to warm up to me. I thought to myself.

The Huntsmen, Eric, saw me.

"William!" He called. "Come over here. I need to speak with ye'."

I forced a smile onto my face and approached the brute.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the castle?" He asked.

"Queen Snow White has come down with a flu. The nurse needed me to fetch a few things for her. What about you, Sir Eric?"

He grunted. Clearly, he didn't like that.

"Just passing through. I was thinking about possibly visiting the castle. What do you think?" He asked. Thankfully, my supplies was ready before I had to answer.

"Prince William, your supplies is ready." The small girl at the front said.

"Well, Sir Eric, I must be going." I turned on my heel, paid, then left.

I was hoping that he would've died by now.

So, you can see a little bit of Eric/William conflict. I'm not sure how I'm going to play out the whole Snow White/William thing. I think I may do marriage, but I'm not sure. Care to share your thoughts?

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