I looked around for my step-mother. No sign of her. I tiptoed into her room, I had another question for the mirror.

"Mirror? Mirror, are you there?" I whispered. His face appeared on it.

"Hello, again," it greeted.

"I have another question, if it isn't too troubling."

"Proceed."

"What's Prince Ferdinand doing right now? I miss him so much," I said, thinking of his charming smile.

The mirror dissolved into an image. When I saw Prince Ferdinand, I lit up. Then I saw him with another girl. They were walking through the forest together, with a horse walking behind them.

"I guess he got over me," I sighed. Then I heard Ferdinand speak.

"Snow White is beautiful and she's amazing. Wait till you meet her!"

"Is this what the rest of world is like? Flooded with trees and dark?" the girl complained.

"No, it also has people like Snow White. I hope she's alright."

"I'm sure she's in a better place than this."

The image faded away, and the mirror turned back to normal.

"Thank you, I thought there for a moment he'd forgotten about me, but he's trying to find me!" I smiled. "I love him so much." I gasped. Had I just admitted that?

"Look there's a town up ahead," I said.

"Is it like this forest?" Felicia asked.

"No, it's clean, sort of."

"It's better than this mud filled nightmare."

"You hungry?"

"I guess, why?"

"We're going to a pub."

"A pub?"

"It's a place to eat and rest."

"Is the food good?"

"Not as good as what you're used to."

"I'm sure it's not that bad."

We reached Fishin' Gordon's Pub, and I tied my horse to the post outside the restaurant. Felicia and I ordered roast beef with mashed potatoes.

"How is it?" I asked Felicia after she had eaten her food.

"Uh, it's decent?"

"Yeah, it's not like that castle food, huh?"

"I'll get used to it. Maybe."

"Shall we continue to the next town and then get a room?"

"Uh, what?"

"A hotel."

"Again, what?"

"It's where you pay to stay a night."

"Okay...Whatever, let's go."

We paid and were about to leave when a large, portly man stepped in our way.

"What's a pretty lady like you hanging around with a man like this? He looks like a girl," the man laughed.

"If you could excuse us," I said to him, ignoring his insult. But the man pretended not to hear me.

"What will it take to get you to come with me?" the man said to Felicia.

"Uh, actually I just want to leave," Felicia said with a disgusted look on her face.

"Oh, come on."

"Move."

"I will, with you," the man laughed. Felicia was beginning to get angry.

"That was the lamest line I've ever heard," she told him. "Now, go find someone who is actually stupid enough to think you're charming."

"What did you say?" he asked.

"I said, you're not getting this!" Felicia shouted and then picked up a cup of beer and threw it in his face.

"You shouldn't have done that, pretty lady." He swung a punch, but she ducked just in time.

"No, you shouldn't have done that!" Felicia retorted. She kicked him below the belt. I winced.

"I think we should go," I suggested. Then Felicia and I rushed to my horse. We rode off, laughing.

"I didn't know you could do that!"

"I didn't either!" Felicia said, excited. "I can't believe I just did that! This is what it must feel like to live!"

We rented a room with two beds. It was night and I was tired; already laying on my bed, but I don't Felicia was.

"My first day out in the real world, and it was great. Getting hit on by a sleazy man wasn't the highlight, but still it was so exciting," she said.

"I can't believe you're excited about this," I did a light laugh.

"What's your life like?"

"Hmm?"

"What was your life like, before me?" Felicia asked. I sat up.

"Before you, huh?"

"Yeah, I want to get to know you."

"Well, my father and mother are typical parents. They cared for me, they fed me, and made sure I grew up fine."

"That's it?"

"I guess, not much."

"Well, good night." Felicia hopped into bed and closed her eyes to sleep.

I started thinking of my life at the castle.

"Listen, Ferdinand," my brother told me. "I'm going away for awhile, and mother and father will talk badly about me, but don't think of my differently."

We were outside, near the beach. My brother and I hung out here when we needed a break from everything, or just want to be alone.

"Why?" I asked. I was only ten at the time, and my brother was fifteen.

"I'm joining a group that our parents don't approve of."

"Don't leave."

"I have to, I'm no longer welcomed here," my brother said. He hugged me and then left. Just like that. I cried, because my brother was the only person I could talk to. My parents are great, but talking to them about life felt weird.

"Who needs you anyway," I said to myself. I threw a rock into the water, because I didn't know how else to get rid of my anger.

My eyes shot open. It had been a dream. It'd happened so long ago, I'd almost forgotten it.

I looked through the window, it was morning.

"Looks like you're finally awake," Felicia said. "Ready to find your true love?"

"She's not my true love."

"You're trying awfully hard to find her though."

"I'm just checking up on a friend."

"Right...So where are we going today?"

"Queen Grimhilde's castle. It's the next closest one to the forest where we met."

"Why don't you just go to that forest and wait for her?"

"I tried for a year, but no success. I think she's in trouble."

"Well, let's go, true love only comes around once," Felicia teased.

"She's not my true love!"

"What's this? A prince is visiting? I have no heirs, except her. But no one knows about her," my step-mother said in her room. I felt bad for spying on her again. She'd had just gotten a letter from a prince. Was it my prince? I hoped so.

I heard her walking towards her door, so I pretended I was just passing by.

"Oh, Snow White, I was looking for you," my step-mother said.

"What for, my queen?"

"Come with me."

"Yes, my queen," I said and followed her. She lead me down to the dungeon. She was locking me up, but I followed her still. If I tried resisting, she might kill me; I couldn't break my promise to Victoria.

She pushed me into one of the cell, and locked the door. I just sat there as she left. After she was gone, I cried a little. A chance to see my prince and she locks me up.

"Save me, my prince."