Title: Tale VII
Prompt: "Weird"
Character(s): Snow White/Mary M. Blanchard
The mood was sour, too sour to continue the celebration. The hall was a reflection of a happy moment, but the absence of bodies and smiles made it all the more apparent of what was going to come. Staring into the space the contemptuous Queen once stood, Snow toiled over her words again and again.
She was no stranger to the brand of punishment the Queen was known for visiting upon those unfortunate enough to have stirred her ire. In the beginning there was little no concern over what the Queen would try to do her, she had no real ties to anyone on an emotional level. Before James, before the dwarves, there was no one but herself to look after. For every stab she laid upon the Queen, the Queen would try and try again to return the favor.
It was a game of tit-for-tat and on some weird level she enjoyed it because it meant she succeeded in pissing the Queen off that much more.
But that was before she had something more than her own life to worry about.
Now it was all she could do not to cry at the mess she made.