02/29/2012
Queens p.o.v
Disclaimer: we don't own anything (or nothing that you would want to hear about)
Epilogue
I can't believe the poison worked. More to the point, I can't believe how beggars live in these disgusting rags! Surprisingly, the guards did not catch me; and the Queen was stupid enough to accept my poisoned pear.
And I thought I was done! But no! because two weeks later I find out about the little brat, the perfect pain, the spoiled suck up- Snow white. What kind of Disney princess name is that? This is just one of the many problems that I have such as:
idiotic maid has a cold, and I think she shared it with me (commoners have no respect for royalty these days)
favorite robe is in the wash and my mother is coming over
former (thanks to me) Queen had 1 more jewel on the bodice of her wedding gown than me. (As if my 1,349 wouldn't suffice for her, she had to have 1,350.)
magical mirror (a gift from my ex-hubby, MWHA-HA-HA) requested that I purchase a rhyming dictionary. (offensive!)
THAT A WRINKLE?
Oh that must be the door; my love potion will be kicking in by now, and the King will be begging for me to marry him. Ta-Ta!
King's pov
I know that I should be mourning for my late wife- what's her name? oh! Elizabeth, but somehow, my thoughts keep straying to Duchess Petunia. She called, escorted by perhaps 500 ladies in waiting, to console me, and bring some of her enchanting fruitcake. I believe she is my soul mate. I think I will go declare my love for her right now.
(Snow sulks sadly around the palace, but she'll cheer right up as soon as she
meets her new Mummy. Snow will love her; I know that I do!)
Snow's pov
Daddy has been acting so strange since awful Tuni came, I guess he just likes her. He seems so different from the father who bought me Fluffykins, my adorable kitten and read me bedtime stories every night. Now all he talks about are awful Tuni and how wonderful her fruitcake is (which I, being lactose intolerant, wasn't allowed to taste) and other love struck nonsense like that. I miss Mummy, NOT TUNI but my real, loving, mummy, the authentic Queen. I think I'll go cry in my room now.
