Hello everyone. Since I enjoyed doing the events before the actual game, I decided to do another. This time, it's Rise of the Snow Queen, my second favorite game after Ballad of Rapunzel. Think of this as a direct sequel to The Tale of the Frog Prince. The story is based on the parables with my own interpretation of it, obviously. Unfortunately, there will only be three chapters, half of what I did for Belladonna's story. Three chapters because RotSQ is the third game, so yeah.

By the way, as an update with Maiden's Silence and the Cursed Swans, I'll be holding off on the next chapter since I'm having a little Writer's Block on it. The next chapter for Die Sieben Marchen will be coming soon.

Anyway, enough of that, enjoy.

Chapter 1: Curse of the Mirror Shard

Long, long, ago... A dwarf blacksmith crafted two mirrors. While one of the mirror was favored for the truth it told, the other was an outcast for its fearsome powers. Unlike it's sister, the Truth Mirror, the False Mirror reflects one's worse version of themselves. He was originally created for a plot against the King, but his creator shattered him into pieces. His powerful hammer barely left him alive, only enough to speak in a weak voice. After his near destruction, the evil mirror was shackled in one of the King's chambers while his shards were... Let's just say safely disposed of.

He didn't understand, not quite. How come he was in this situation? Was it because of his negative powers? If so, it wasn't him who was at fault. It was his creator, Odna. He was the one who made him this way. It was his fault! He's to blame! Over time, the False Mirror grew more and more angered of his human captors. He swears revenge. And he vowed to get it. Once he is restore, he shall destroy the earth by projecting the emotion of his owner to the whole world. However, that was then, this is now.

Today is 2002. He needed to know where the Golden Child is, a pure-hearted child whom gains immunity towards any kind of magic. A child is chosen from every one hundred years of generation on the Silver Moon by the Moon Goddess. Once they reached the highest peak of their life, their powers will begin to manifest.

'How many years have passed?' he wondered since he cannot tell.

Time is quite... Endless to him. However, it should be about a hundred years, maybe more. If that's so, then there should be a Golden Child out there.

"I need to know now. Hurry and come, blessed child. I need your tear. Oh..." he voice was raspy and impatient.

The False Mirror continued to scowl until an idea came into mind. A brilliant idea it is! He started to sent a few pieces of his shards to the village. They were spares and much smaller. Therefore, these were weaker than the ones he gave to Snow White and the Mountain King. Ha, such a vain woman she was! Not vain as in an egocentric person, but the kind the characterize individuals as well... Hopeless. He remembered his first meeting with her.

It all started with a false rumor. Well, because of that rumor, he based himself to that story to cover up his true powers. It was on a snowy night when he heard that Princess Snow White returned home to the Mountain Kingdom. In her arms was her ailing son, Prince Gwyn. The boy was dying because of poison from a wolf attack. However, his death was halted after being fed the remains of a magic apple. When none of the doctors or sorcerers could save the young Prince, that was when the Princess seek out for the rumored mirror. That was how they met.

It was in the middle of the night when the False Mirror saw light. Someone was coming.

"Hello?" an uncertain voice called out.

"Come in, come in. I've been expecting you, Snow White." he chimed.

Footsteps can be heard coming closer and closer. Very poised and graceful. Finally, the image of the beauty came into his view. Indeed, she deserved the title "fairest of them all". However, that was the past. She was no longer a young maiden, but a matured mother.

"I've heard rumors about you." the Princess started.

"Oh? And what rumors could that be?" the mirror asked, amused.

"Is it true that you can grant any wish?" she asked.

"Ha, is that it? That's all you know? My dear, I could do more than that." the False Mirror lied. He enjoyed playing with the Princess' emotions.

"Mirror, if what you are saying is true, then my wish is for my son to be saved." Snow White replied with a determined look in her eyes.

"That's it? That's all? What makes you think that I can help you, Princess?" he questioned, further amused.

"I have no other options. If I don't do something now, Gwyn might-" she got interrupted.

"So you sneaked into your father's chamber to see me. What a naughty daughter you are." the False Mirror rudely comment. However, he then speak in a weak voice after, "Fear not, Snow White. I can bring your child back from the brink of death if you wear this shard and put the other around your father's neck."

As he made his request, he gave her two large pieces of his cursed shards. The bigger the piece, the more stronger the curse was... And the easier for one to succumbed to their emotions. The Princess was hesitant at first, suspicious of this type of magic, but her desire and motherly love to save her son won over the hesitation.

"Very well, I agree to your terms." she spoke quietly as if she was defeated.

"Good. I believe that we'll be seeing each other again sooner or later. Farewell, Princess. If you ever need to find me, you'll know where I am."

After receiving the shards from the False Mirror that night, Snow White remained in her room. She was determined to do what the evil mirror asked, unaware that her life was being played, manipulated. Eventually, she fashioned the shards into necklaces. One for herself. She wore it without much hesitation, wanting so desperately to save her son. The other necklace... The Princess sadly stared at it, thinking about what she agreed with the False Mirror. Talk about making a deal with the devil. She didn't want to involved her dear father. The last time he was involved because of her, nearly cost him his life... Back when the Evil Queen used him.

"I'm no different from her, am I?" Snow whispered to herself.

Eventually, she decided to do what she had to do. The next day, the Snow Princess went to a familiar hallway until she stood in front of her father's room. She slowly raised her hand and was about to knock until she stopped at the last moment. She was starting to have second thoughts until she remembered the False Mirror's words.

"I can bring your child back from the brink of death if you wear this shard and put the other around your father's neck."

'I have to do this... For Gwyn. Then... We can be a family again.' Snow thought.

She resumed to knocking with the back of her hand as the door was opened.

"Snow." Edric was surprised, yet happy to see his daughter.

"Good evening, Father." Snow replied.

"Come in, Daughter." Edric moved aside to let Snow White in. When she entered, he closed the door. "What is it, Snow? What's wrong?"

The Princess tried her best to put up a fake smile, but clearly was failing. Without saying anything, she simply showed him the necklace. The Guardian of the Frost Edelweiss was in deep thoughts. She was obviously distracted that she didn't hear what the King was saying.

'This is the only way...'

"Is this for me?" her father's voice snapped the Princess out of her thoughts.

"Oh, yes." she answered, hiding the guilt she was feeling inside.

"I'm very grateful, Snow. Don't despair, we'll find a way to save Gwyn." he encouraged her as he took the necklace from her hands.

Finally, she couldn't remain silent forever, "Father, wait!"

He stopped, confused at the sudden outburst, "Snow, what is it?"

The King was further surprised when his daughter suddenly embraced him. She tightly wrapped her arms around him as if she was afraid of losing him.

"I-I'm sorry." her voice was barely a whisper.

"W-What?"

Instead of answering, she repeated, "I'm so sorry, Father."

Edric can feel that his daughter was feeling sad because he can feel wet tears on his chest. Seeing Snow White in this sadden state caused him to be sad as well.

"Snow, tell me what is wrong." he calmly told her as he stroke her dark brown hair.

As much as she hates to admitted it, she did. The Princess looked straight into her father's eyes, tears rolling down her face.

"I... I've betrayed you. I betrayed your trust." she spoke in a shaky breathe. The King didn't say anything and allowed Snow to continue. "I'm lost. I don't know what to do. This necklace in your hands, it isn't a gift. It's poison. The curse in it is poison. Wearing it will poison your mind, Father. I'm terribly afraid that if you wear it, it might change you forever. I can't afford to lose you too."

"Snow White," he broke up her hug as he wipes away her tears. "No matter what happens to me, you'll never lose me. I'll stay by your side if that will help you and protect you from harm. It's my duty as a father."

Hearing those words comforted the Princess, but she was still worried since her father doesn't know the other half of the truth until it was too late. Willingly wearing the necklace, the Mountain King gave a comforting smile, unaware that it was made from the shard of the False Mirror. It wasn't long until the curse affected him.

Everyday was a struggle. He would hear voices of the False Mirror tempting him to give in to his anger. It was worse when it happened in his nightmares. He can see the False Mirror taunting him.

"You? How can you protect her? You couldn't do it the last time."

"Last time?" the Mountain King wondered.

"Remember?" a familiar voice questioned. Edric turned around to see Galiena, his second wife. She looked exactly how he remembered her before she lost her beauty. "You couldn't even saved poor Snow from ME!"

"Galiena..." Edric was dumbstruck.

She giggled, "What's wrong? To shock to speak? You know, it was just like that time. You couldn't talk, you couldn't do anything, but watch as Snow White falls."

"That's because you poisoned me!" the Mountain King yelled.

"Because of your stupidity to trust me, you caused your daughter's downfall. Well, don't look surprise. After all, it was your fault. You barely paid attention to your children as I made their lives full of suffering."

"Shut up." he muttered.

"I look so forward in making her pay. I'll come back and kill the little ***** until I choke the life out of her."

"Shut up!" Edric snapped.

The Evil Queen laughed, "And then she'll be dead... Permanently."

"SHUT UP!" he yelled.

"Now you see? But fear not, your Majesty." the Evil Queen disappeared as the King found himself staring at the False Mirror. The mirror's face disappeared to show Edric his own reflection. "I can help you. All you have to do is ACCEPT me. Let your hatred, guilt, and rage CONSUME you!"

The King's reflection changed, morphing into a terrifying, hulking beast. The King looked down as he didn't see human hands. Instead, he saw monstrous paws. He was the beast, not his reflection. Screaming, he let out an agonizing roar.

"AHHHHH!"

The King woke up from his terrible dreams. The dream was too real, it couldn't be false. When Edric looked down at his hands, he saw sharp black claws. Panic spread into his mind as he quickly got out from bed to look in a mirror. He was no longer human. His hands became bigger and his ears became pointer. His eyes now glowed an eerie blue. In this monstrous body, the King could only stood with his back hunched over in an animalistic way. The sight of his curse drove him to fury. He destroyed almost everything in his room. Tearing at his own portrait, ripping the fabric of his bed, throwing any of his royal suits to the floor.

Soon, he became tired. However, with each breath he let out, it sounded more like a low growl. He was angry. Not as Snow White, but at himself for his failures. For his inability to protect his children from harm. What the mirror shard did was opened up old wounds.

Alone in his room, the King made a promise to himself.

"This time, I'll protect both of you. Snow... Gwyn... I'll keep you both safe. No one shall bother you. I'll forgive no one who dares get in your way. And I won't forgive myself if I can't protect the two of you. This is my promise to you both. A promise I'm willing to keep, even if I stay like this forever."

The Mountain King who've become the Mountain Beast, would remained in his room. He would refused to come out that Snow White began to worry. It was early in the morning when the Princess went to her father's room.

"Father?" she took a peek of the place. Opening the door wide, she entered, "Are you here?"

What she saw was a complete mess! Everything was destroyed! Well, almost everything. The portrait of her remained perfectly intact and was the only thing that wasn't destroyed. The Princess continued to look around, feeling uneasy as she come across more destroyed furniture.

"Please, don't come closer." a low voice requested.

"Why, Father? What's wrong?" Snow White asked, following the sound of the King's voice.

Finally, she saw his shadow behind a curtain. Going over to the torn fabric, she pulled the curtains away. However, the Mountain Beast was hidden from the lack of light in the room.

"Please, don't turn the lights on, Snow." Edric begged.

Snow didn't listen and turned the lights on anyway. When she saw what her father has become, she was taken aback.

"Oh!" the Princess covered her mouth with her hands, shocked by his beastly appearance. Her eyes widen as she took in every detail. The Mountain Beast simply looked away, feeling a bit guilty for scaring his daughter with his new change. He turned his attention back at her when he heard her said something. "...Sorry."

"What?" he asked.

"I'm sorry." Snow repeated. "I... I didn't know this would happen. This was all my fault..."

"Snow..."

"It's because of me that you've become like this!" the Princess insisted. "I'm just like Stepmother, we both used love ones as part of our terrible deeds... I'm so sorry."

The King wrap an arm around her shoulder, "You are not like her. This isn't your fault, Snow. I promise."

As Snow White despaired over what she had done, her own curse started to take into effect. The shard in her necklace manifest her sorrow physically, taking the form of snowflakes. It snowed continuously until it became too cold to live within the kingdom. The majority fled from the cold while others died from the serve weather. Hence, the Mountain Kingdom was renamed as the Snowfall Kingdom.

Eventually, the curse on King Edric had an ill effect on him that he couldn't continue ruling the kingdom. On December 1st, 1539, the Mountain King relinquish his claim to the throne and passed it down to Snow White, who was the only one within the kingdom to rule in his place. There were two motives behind his choice. One, he was gravely ill, so he wouldn't be able to support his people. Two, even if he wasn't ill, the people would fear him after seeing the monster he has become. It was better this way. At least, he could provide his daughter the help she required. From then on, the sweet, naive Snow Princess became the cold Snow Queen.

Under normal circumstances, the throne would have passed down to Crown Prince Ross Red, the oldest of the twins, the heir. However, he left home on his own free will. Nothing would get him to come back and rule, not when he wanted to find his own destiny. Naturally, the throne is then passed down to the next heir to the throne, Princess Snow White. She was the only one left who could take the throne. Therefore, the decision was final. On December 1st, Snow White became the new Queen of the Snowfall Kingdom.

However, not all the family's secrets remained quiet. Days passed until the people learned of their King's change of appearance. Some were scared while others blamed the new Queen. Those people where the council. Everyday, they would gather in secrecy to discuss on the topic.

"This is getting out of hand with each day!" one man exclaimed.

"Agreed, and it's Snow White to blame!" another added.

"Yes! She created the monstrosity of our once wised King!" the third joined in the conversation. "This is treason!"

"We have to do something." the second man replied.

"But what?" the first questioned.

Finally, the head councilman spoke in a calm voice, "I believed that the Queen should be executed."

Everyone else in the room gasped, knowing that the former King would never allow his daughter to be in danger.

"Why?" one asked out loud. "Snow White was once a kind, loving, Princess!"

"Well, she isn't Princess anymore! She's a Queen and she was the one who changed our King! Therefore, her death might resulted in His Majesty's renewed humanity. I vote for the death of Snow White. Any objections?" the head councilman asked in a stern tone.

No hands were raised. Finally, when the voting came. All of the council agreed for the Queen's execution. Once the voting was finished, the entire council decided on the method of execution. In the end, they all agreed that it should be a method that is completely humane. A painless death was very suitable since she was still their Queen. The date set was on December 22, 1539. Three days before Christmas.

Unfortunately for them, the King knew their plans. It has been foretold by the mirror. Blinded and manipulated by the False Mirror and his love for his daughter, the Mountain Beast decided to get rid of the entire council. It was in a meeting on a snowstorm night that it happened.

"A-Ah!" a person screamed.

A terrifying roar can be heard as the doors were ripped off from the hinges. A man went flying into the room, hitting his head on the wall. The other men looked at the doorway in fear. What they saw was the figure of the Mountain Beast.

"Y-Your Majesty!" a councilman shiver in fear.

"HOW DARE YOU!" the retired King roared. "THE PRICE FOR PLOTTING AGAINST MY DAUGHTER..." he picked up a cowardly man. "...IS DEATH!"

The poor soul went flying after receiving one punch to the face. The others tried to flee, but all of them was killed by serve injuries. Nothing horrific like blood spattering everywhere. Just major injuries in the vital parts of the victim's body. Finally, the Mountain Beast reached the head councilman. The man shook, feeling intimidated as the beastly figure closing in on him.

"P-Please! H-Have m-m-mercy!" he begged for his life.

Edric, however, didn't kill the man. He did something far worse. He let him live... So the man will realized that he was the cause of the slaughter of the entire council. He will leave the room with major injuries, but alive, yes. But with him, will be the image of all those dead bodies. Those who even survived the ordeal will eventually die from madness. Some even begged to be killed. It was only three days that no one have ever heard of the head councilmen ever again.

It has been a few months until Snow White visited her son. That's when she saw that he hasn't woken up from his coma.

"Why? He told me..." Snow White trailed off.

Confused and wanting answers, the Snow Queen visited the False Mirror the second time.

"Ah, Snow White. I knew you'd paid me another visit." the False Mirror laughed weakly.

"Mirror, why isn't my son waking? You told me that you'll help me if my father and I wore your shards." Snow White questioned.

He spoke, "I am still in disrepair. Heal me with the tear of the Golden Child, and I will heal the child in kind."

From then on, the Snow Queen began her search for this special child. On the eve of every Silver Moon, Snow White cast heavy snowstorms in hope that the Golden Child will reveal themselves to her. Many years have passed, yet there hasn't been any luck. She knew who was the first Golden Child, but he isn't within the kingdom. He has secluded himself to a life of solitude, away from the people who sought his gift. He'll only appear if one is worthy of his help, if their heart remains pure.

'But... That isn't me anymore. I've become selfish.' she thought.

Her only choice was to seek out his descendents. Perhaps maybe one of them can help her.

Now that many years have passed, the False Mirror still remains broken. He grew impatient, wanting the tear of the Golden Child as quickly as possible. However, he was enjoying the emotion of his owner at the same time. The sorrows of Snow White was very strong, so much that he can feel it from the shard in her. The negative feeling is quite a powerful memory. She, he will admit, was quite a struggle. For a long while, she had resisted his influence because of her pure heart. Eventually, however, he managed to corrupt her. In the process, she truly transformed into a Queen of Snow.

However, he doesn't blame her for being who she became. Snow White, after all, is a mother. And a mother would always do anything for their child. They would sacrifice anything to save them, even if it cost their sanity or life.

To the False Mirror, the woman called "Snow White" was already dead. Not dead physically, but mentally. As more and more time pass, the influence he has on her increases. And each passing day, he could sense that she is becoming more of the Snow Queen than Snow White. The kind hearted, quiet Princess he once knew was almost no more. Instead, he felt the presence of her.

So there you have it. This was all where it began. The Rise of the Snow Queen.

I hope you enjoyed this story. To clear any confusion with the first part with the False Mirror, the sequence went like this: imagine the first part was event 6. The breaks are the other events. You go back to where it began, 1 and continue until you are back at six. 6-1-2-3-4-5-6.

For any Kerda shippers out there, this is your story! However, I'll be returning an OC of mine to make it interesting. You might remember her, you may not. You'll just have to wait next chapter. Bye.