SNOW WHITE AND THE STABLE BOY
Prologue:Once upon a time, in the bustling city of London, lived a wealthy man. He worked and strived in life in order to earn and keep his fortune, mining riches like diamonds and gold in order to give to the kingdom he so loved.
His name, was Nikolas, and Nicholas loved to give to those he loved. His dream was to give his wife and child the richest, and fullest life they could live. He built his company's empire from the ground up, investing in oil, machines, transportation, and most of all, the future.
And when his daughter was of age, she was married to a man Nicholas knew and trusted, their love grew as did their joy. One day, the newlyweds announced the coming of their first child. Nicholas was aloft with happiness, and he absolutely adored the little girl, named for cold night in which she was born.
Winter.
After her, came two more children, Weiss, the middle daughter, and Whitley, the youngest son.
Weiss was different from her siblings, while they were prideful and well behaved, the child of already 8, would wander the city with her grandfather, questioning everything and gazing upon all she could see in wonder. Nicholas cherished his middle grandchild most of all, and it seemed the happiness of the Schnee family would only grow.
But tragedy, can plague any family's happiness…
The children's mother, Willow, had fallen gravely ill.
Even the best doctors in London, could not find an explanation, or a cure.
They predicted, she would not see the coming spring.
The family mourned their loss, but a crack had formed in their bond. The children's father, Jacques, became obsessed with his work, often not coming home to his children for days on end. He became wrought with sorrow whenever he looked upon the faces of his son and daughters, only reminded of his lost love.
He began drinking, gambling, anything to fill the void Willow had left, but he was slowly destroying the love he had left.
One night, on the eve of the birth of Christ, the children waited late into the night for their father to return. He stumbled in, drunk, and attempted to ignore them as he retreated to his study. Weiss was desperate for her father's attention, and made the terrible mistake of showing him the Christmas present she had made for him.
It was a picture she had drawn, sloppy in the way only a child could have made it, of their family, including their departed mother.
Jacques became enraged at his daughter's picture, throwing it into the fire and shouting at her that mother was no longer a part of this family. Weiss became frightened and tried to comfort him, only for him to strike her across the face.
Furious, Winter gripped her mother's decorative rapier in her grasp, telling a servant to take Weiss and Whitley to their rooms. Nicholas was quick to end the squabble, before his eldest grandchild did something she'd regret.
That night forever changed the once happy Schnee family.
Winter had never forgiven Jacques, leaving the family home where she was born, and running away with her secret lover. She left a note and never looked back.
At this news, Nicholas urged Jacques to leave as well, to get away from the place that caused him so much pain, and find a new start out in the country. Taking his advice, the Schnee patriarch bought a lavish country estate, complete with 600 acres of land, a luxurious mansion with more rooms than just one person could count, a stable, and a forest along the edge of the property. There was even a garden he had built especially for Weiss' mother; she had loved nature, never able to be around it in the city.
She would be at peace in this new home.
The remaining members of the Schnee family took all of their belongings, and began their new journey.
But it did not solve their problems as Nicholas had hoped.
Jacques remained cold and uninterested in his remaining children, treating them more like pawns than his own flesh and blood.
Whitley followed in his father's footsteps, emotionless and bored in his everyday life, not knowing a time when their family had been truly happy. Not a time he could remember at least. He had the burning suspicion that his father had always blamed him for his mother's death, as she fell ill shortly after his birth.
And Weiss…
She became cruel and icy to anyone who spoke to her, spending most of her time in her new home alone or avoiding those seeking her. Her mother had been her light, and Winter had been her idol. They were both so strong and brave, beautiful and graceful and everything Weiss wanted to be.
Now they were both gone.
And Weiss's heart…
Had turned to ice.
