Here's the fourth part: Understood (I'm splitting the Understanding part into a few parts to hash out the drama (i also want to keep every chapter around 1000 words each that way it's easy to keep track of)) ANYWAY! Enjoy~
She pushed open the door only to be greeted with the twilight hours of the day. Heads turned toward her with looks of fear and astonishment. Her mouth tugged upward into an awkward smile as she stepped down into the dirt, it's cold different than that of the marble floor. She looked down at her feet and then up again. The people clumped together; those that had noticed her so far. Straightening her shoulders, she pushed herself into the crowd and upon passing the dwarves she hesitated. A warmth filled her and she smiled down to them before continuing on.
"The curse has lifted." Said the wiser voice of the chattering dwarves; Muir smiled with pride at his princess. Only he knew of her potential and never once doubted her goodness. He was the one who knew who she would become. She turned and smiled back at him with a nod before continuing on. Ahead she spotted William first, his height taller than most, and his father. They chatted somberly to each other but when the hem of her white dress came into William's vision he stopped completely and followed it up to his love. Duke Hammond followed his son's gaze and with a small gasp, took two steps behind where he stood. Snow looked William in the eye, happy to see that it was indeed him and not the Queen, come to kill her again, She gave him her most confident smile, but it came out as hesitant and she cursed herself for it. For her little confidence reflected its self onto his face and she knew. It was then that no one but her knew her consequences; how it could be that she was alive. William looked from Snow to his father and that was her excuse to continue. The Huntsman had to be around somewhere. He had to be. She continued on and started to come to Duke Hammond when he stopped her.
"Death has favored you." He said with some astonishment still in his voice—but what hadn't he seen in his time of war? He gave her a heart warming smile and brought a hand to her arm. She shook her head and placed a hand over his.
"Death favors no man." She said thinking back to her sleep. The queen had thought that she was defenceless. Maybe she knew that Love's true kiss did not exist within William. Then again, she probably didn't know it existed within the Huntsman. She realized that she was being swayed and maybe it was just a simple sleep potion, but then why had she been pronounced dead? Why would the queen go to such lengths? Anger boiled up in Snow that she didn't know that she had. Anger over her people, her death, and her father.
"As soon as spring rises, we ride to battle." She said without hesitation. This is what death does to someone. This is why no one is supposed to return from it. She set her jaw and the Duke opened his. He questioned her with concern. Was she even well enough? "We must ride like thundering waves, under the battle flag of my father!" she yelled, turning toward the people around her. Everyone looked her way now. Still there was no site of him. Still she boiled with seething anger as she heard the crowd whisper amongst themselves.
"For all these years, I have known nothing but darkness." She offered slowly. "But I have never seen a brighter light than when my eyes just opened. And I know that light burns in all of you! And those embers must turn to flame! Iron into sword!" She let her word dig under the peoples skin before making eye contact with those willing. "I have seen what Ravenna sees." She continued, "I know what she knows." She swallowed the fear that welled up in her throat like putrid acid eating away at her insides. "I can kill her." She said turning toward Hammond who in return set his eye brows.
"Can you?" He asked with all the same warmth in his voice. "If you go, it may be to your doom." His eyes wavered and she saw the concern he had for her. She also saw the fear that he had for the kingdom.
"I'd rather die today than live another day of this death." She turned back to the crowd with a shake of her head. Her hair fell to her side again. "Who will ride with me, come spring? Who will be my brother?" She yelled to the crowd who reciprocated her words with "Aye!"'s and cheers. That was when he saw it. The look of disbelief on her Huntsman's face as he pushed his way to the front of the crowd. He looked up to her with wonder in his eyes, all drunkenness gone from the moment before. He stood tall and stared into her eyes. She wanted her first words to be for him but now what could she give him, for staying with her for so long? She gave him a smile, for that was all that she had. It was if the sun opened up and a great miracle was done to him. His face shifted slowly from fear and confusion to that of pure joy. He smiled up at her as if she had just indeed given him her first words after death; as if she had indeed given him everything she had. Their eyes set on eachother as the crowd bent down on their knees. The Huntsman shook his head, his smile the biggest that she had ever seen. She wanted to run to him then and there, but there was a time and a place and that was not it. She looked up to the sky to keep herself at bay wondering if her father and mother could see her now as she stood before their people and promised all she could. She wondered if she had made them proud.
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