Male Snow White/Reader - Killing Innocence
(Snow White - His name stays the same in this one but I'm calling him Snow most of the time.)
(All other genders remain the same.)
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?" The Queen had asked the magical mirror she owned. The mirror would always respond to her and tell her she was the fairest one of all but that day was different.
"Famed is thy beauty, Majesty. But hold, a lovely servant I see. Rags cannot hide his gentle grace. Alas, he is more fair than thee." the mirrored told her.
With a jealous rage she glowered at the mirror in disbelief, "Impossible! I am the fairest one of all! Reveal his name!" The Queen wickedly commanded the magic mirror in front of her.
"A voice like velvet, hair as black as ebony, skin white as snow-" The Queen's eyes widen and she quickly cut off the mirror in an outrage.
"SNOW WHITE!" She cried in a blinded fury. The mirror had fallen silent as she lowered her head and started pacing back and forth in front of it. "No, this cannot happen. This cannot be true. I am the fairest one of all!" The Queen paused in her pace after a minute and lifted her head up as an idea began brewing inside her head. Turning sharply away from the magical mirror, her black cape whipped behind her as she rushed out of the room to go retrieve her huntress.
Once she had found you that day she ordered you to do a wrong like no other. The Queen you knew was evil and vile as she commanded you to do the unthinkable. She wanted her step-son murdered and made to look like an accident. If you failed she knew she would have you killed instead. You were wary by such a request because you knew the prince was such an innocent heart, undeserving of death. You had no choice but to agree to the Queen's command to you. You bowed your head solemnly and said, "Yes, your Majesty."
The Queen's narrow eyes had pierced though you like shooting arrow. "To make sure you do not fail, bring back his heart in this." The wretched Queen had given you a small intricate wooden box. Your hands trembled as you held the box in your hands. Such a wicked deed would bring guilt to your own heart forever. You didn't know the prince that well personally but you knew he was absolutely full of innocence and was as sweet as fresh flowing honey. You looked up into the eyes of the Queen and nodded hesitantly.
"I will do the deed."
"Good. Now go, my faithful huntress."
You were left standing there alone as she stormed away. You looked back down at the box and sighed heavily. You had no choice, you must kill Snow White as soon as possible or the Queen would have your heart in the box instead. Grasping the sword that was inside your sheath at your hip, you tightly closed your eyes and were left full of lingering dread.
The very next day, you had gotten your things together to prepare for the slaughtering of Prince Snow. Putting on your (color) gloves, you made your ways out of the castle and began searching for Snow White. As usual he was working as a scullery servant that the Queen had forced him to become. He was out in the gardens and washing the steps entry way with a wet cloth and a wooden bucket of soap. Frowning to yourself, you knew this was going to be terribly difficult. He appeared so full of innocence as he sat there on his side and was humming a happy tune to himself with little blue birds flittering around him as he worked.
Standing there and staring at him awhile, you finally got enough courage to go over and approach the young man with the blackest hair and palest of skin. He didn't seem to notice you right away as his focus was on the ground he was cleaning. You clear your throat which was enough for him to look up at you with his deep brown eyes sparkled in the light. "Oh, hello there!" He greeted with a bright smile on his handsome face. "Do you need something, (Y/n)?" He asked in his kindly natured voice that was soft and always full of purity.
You were slightly surprised he even remembered your name since the two of you have very scarcely spoke to one another. "Um, yes actually. I was wondering if you would want to pick flowers with me in the glade." You make up which seems to interest him. He smiles but then frowns as a realization hit him.
"I would love too! But my step-mother has asked me to do this and I am not finished quite yet. Perhaps, another time." He says, though he really did want to go with you to the glade. Snow's only reason for not speaking to you very often was because he was shy to do so. He found you the most charming young woman he knew throughout the land. He couldn't help it! It was love at first sight when he had first met you. He just knew you were the one.
You frown and had to think of something to get Snow to listen to you. "Actually, I asked the Queen if it was acceptable of you to come with me. She had told me you could." You lie and fake a smile to the young prince. His brown eyes widen as he began to smile brightly at your words.
"Really?! She said I could?"
You nodded your head and continued to force a smile. "Indeed, she did."
Snow White glanced in between his dirty wet rag and then up at you in contemplation. Putting aside the rag back into the soapy bucket, he stood up and grinned. "Let us go then. I would very much love to pick flowers with you." He said which made your heart feel suddenly heavy inside. How in the world were you going to kill him? He was so innocent and nice, it would be like harming a child! You try to hold back your frown as you smile and nod at him. You were shocked when he went over and took you arm in arm. "Let us go to the glade together. We will have so much fun!" He said and began walking with you away from the castle and towards the glade where you would both be alone together. Then there it would be Snow White's tragic end.
You both remained silent the way there without hardly a word to one another. You couldn't get out of your head the deed you must take action in. You noticed the way he looked at you and held onto your arm so closely. It made you blush and feel the very opposite way you should be feeling about Prince Snow. Reaching the glade together, he drops your arm and gazes at all the different colored wildflowers that were scattered across the grassy fields. "It is so wondrous out here isn't it? What a perfect day to be picking flowers!" Snow went over and began examining each and every blossoming flower and making sure to only pick the best ones into his hand. You stood there and wondered what you should do now. Snow was alone with you and there was no one around to see the gruesome reality of what you were told to do.
Rubbing the back of your neck, you watch him for a few minutes until he looks up over at you from the flowers. "Are you going to join me?" He asked curiously with a smile. You nod your head and smile sheepishly.
"U-uh yes! Of course…" Stepping over closer to him, you reach down and pluck the first flower you saw. It was small bright yellow buttercup that was amongst the other random wildflowers. Twirling it around in your hand in deep thought, you glance over back at Snow with your (e/c) eyes. He already had a hand full of colorful flowers in his one hand. He looks over at you and smiles at your buttercup.
"That's a very pretty one, (Y/n)!" He exclaimed and walked over towards you. You tense up as he got so close and suddenly took one of his checker-bloom flowers and placed it in your (h/l) (h/c) hair. It was a beautiful light pink flower that contrasted well with your (h/c) hair. You blushed at this gesture and feel even worse about having to kill him. Snow examined you up and down with the flower now in your hair, "You make the flower even more beautiful." He said with a gentle smile. You blush and turn your eyes away from him.
"Thank you…" You mummer shyly.
"You're welcome!" He replied joyfully and kept smiling at you. "I'm very glad you asked me to come with you to pick flowers today. I really do enjoy spending time with you. We don't speak very often which is quite a shame." Snow told you as he twiddled around with a dandelion he plucked from the ground. You furrow your eyebrows and nod. How could you go through with this?! You couldn't… He didn't deserve this but you had too. What would you do!?
"Snow…" You say with a grim tone of voice that Snow seemed to notice as sounding the way it did.
"Is something a matter, (Y/n)?" He asked with genuine concern.
You just stare at him as tears were threatening to brim your (e/c) eyes. You couldn't murder someone so full of untainted innocence. Snow became aware of your sorrow and quickly put his flowers to the side and went over to your side to comfort you. "Whatever is wrong, (Y/n)? Why are you sad? Did I say something wrong?" Snow places a gentle hand onto your shoulder and asks you with nothing but real concern for your wellbeing. You shake your head and can't fight the heated tears that began cascading down your cheeks. "(Y/n)?"
"Please, Snow… You must stay away from me. You must stay far, far away from me. I'm a terrible person. You mustn't be near me." You tell him with a voice that was crackling as you silently cried. Snow looks beyond confused by your words to him and he immediately shakes his head.
"Don't say such a thing! You are not a terrible person at all! Why would you say that? I think you're most wonderful, kind, and full of compassion." Snow replied and couldn't help but blush ever so slightly at he complimented you. You shake your head and push him away from you while turning away with your hands going to your face.
"No, Snow! You don't understand. You need to leave, go as far away from me as possible. I cannot fathom doing what I must do to you. Please, go… I cannot do it." You continued to weep. Snow didn't understand why you were telling him to go away but he certainly was not going to leave you in a time of need! Grabbing onto your hands and pulling them away from your eyes, he stared into your puffy swollen eyes with a sad frown.
"I won't leave you, (Y/n)."
"You must, Snow. You have no idea what I'm supposed to do to you right now. I-I can't… You must run far away from me and the castle. You have to do this or she'll send someone else to do the deed."
"What are you supposed to do?" Snow asked softly with a troubled look in his brown doe-eyes. You look down in shame, Snow still had your hands in his own, not letting you shield your eyes away from him. You gradually shake your head as you look down at the flowers and grass below.
"I'm supposed to kill you." You finally tell him as you look up at him from under your black eyelashes. His eyes broaden at this and he soon looks afraid.
"Kill me, b-but why?"
"The Queen wants your heart left inside this box I brought. She told me to make it look like an accident but I cannot harm you, Snow. You don't deserve such a fate. Please, now you must go." You plead to him as you brought your face up to look back into his own eyes. Snow frowned but didn't let go of your hands and run like you thought he would.
"S-she wouldn't do something like that… W-would she? Oh, (Y/n)… What ever shall I do?" I cannot go back if she wants me dead." Snow said and looked down at the grass and flowers of the ground with a look of anguish. You pondered on what to do while at the same time you both were still holding hands. Snow suddenly went to wrap you in an embrace. You were surprised as his arms were around your waist and his head was resting on your shoulder. "I do not know how to thank you for not killing me, (Y/n). You have such a sweet heart full of kindness and mercy. I fear what they will do to you if I am left alive." Snow said as he kept hugging you. Your cheeks and ears were burning red as you blushed from his closeness and words. You pulled back and placed your hands onto the sides of his arms.
"Snow, you must to go. Leave the kingdom and find solace somewhere else. Don't worry about what happens to me. I can take care of myself." You tell Snow with seriousness. He nods and smiles sadly at you.
"I know you can but I still worry. The last thing I would want is to have you harmed because of not fulfilling my Step-mother's command." Snow replies back with genuine concern for you and your wellbeing.
You purse your lips and lower your gaze to the wild flowers and let go of Snow's shoulders. "Please… Just go. Run far away. Don't look back. Just find somewhere safe and don't worry about me. I'll be fine." You say with a grim tone. He blinks and looks so sad by this terrible situation you were both in. He leans in towards you and places a very gentle and innocent kiss onto your cheek.
"I'll go… Just please (Y/n) keep safe. I hope one day we will see each other again." Snow said as he too looked down with sorrow. A single tear runs down his face as he looks off into the distance and decides on where to run away. Your face flushed when he kissed your cheek, your eyes turn back up to look at him and you see him crying. It absolutely tore your heart apart. He must be so afraid, he has nowhere to go but away from here. He is left to wander in the unknown. Snow glances at you once with a painful smile, "Goodbye, (Y/n)." With that said he began running off deeper into the glade. You watch him as he runs off and with a soft pained voice of your own, you spoke up even though he was long gone.
"Goodbye, Snow." Touching your own cheeks, you felt tears of your own cascading down your cheeks and dripping off your chin. You wish you could lead Snow to a safe location where you could assure his safety but you couldn't. You already were going to be in some kind of deep trouble for disobeying the Queen. It might be your life, you weren't sure but you just knew sparing Snow's life would at least be the last good deed you do in life. Snow White was deserving of life more than someone like yourself who took lives for a living. You were the opposite of Snow, you were like fire that hurt everything it touched.
"Please stay safe." Turning away and back towards the castle. You began making your dreadful tread back to the wretched Queen. It was then your fate would be decided. You walked with a lowered head and could only think of Snow and what would become of him as he fled away from his death. Once you got back at the castle, you stepped inside with the box the Queen had given you to put Snow White's heart inside. You went up to the throne room's door and took a deep breath before knocking and walking on inside. The Queen was sitting at her throne and instantly her cruel eyes laid upon you as you kept your head down and went forward towards her. "(Y/n) is the deed finished?"
You said nothing as you knelt down onto your knees and placed the intricate box down in front of you. She narrows her eyes and anticipates an answer from you. You continue to remain quiet as you reach out and open the box to reveal it was empty. Her eyes widen and flashed with a look of fury. "What is the meaning of this?! Where is Snow White's heart!?"
"In his chest. Where it belongs, your majesty."
"(Y/n)…" She deepened her voice in a nasty tone that sounded like she was ready to order your execution for sure.
"Yes, your majesty?"
"Do you want to die, (Y/n)?" The Queen asks, "Would you prefer I put your heart inside the box instead?"
Your eyes narrow and you finally look up at the Queen with a blank stare, "No, your majesty."
"Then why did you spare Snow White's life when I have deliberately commanded you to kill him and place his heart inside that box? You have never showed me disloyalty like this. You must be punished."
You continue to stare at the Queen intently, "Then I shall be punished."
"Indeed, you will." The Queen sneered and stood up from her throne, "GUARDS! TAKE HER AWAY!" In mere seconds two guards from outside the throne room came sprinting inside and over to you. You were roughly pried up from the floor by the two of them that grabbed you from behind. Your head hung down and you closed your eyes and tried to picture Snow's smiling face back at the glade. He was safe, that was all that mattered.
"Get moving, wretch! NOW!" The guards behind you yelled and with a painful kick in the back they ushered you forwards towards the dungeons where you would probably await death. The Queen watches you with her arms crossed and with a look of pure hatred for your treachery towards her. You said nothing, you just went along with it knowing there was nothing you could do to change the outcome of the situation. You knew you couldn't of hid the fact that you didn't kill Snow. You did not even want to hide the fact. The Queen was wrong and you were willing not going to obey this one time, which most unfortunately would be your end.
The guards brought you low into the putrid smelling dungeons where the cries of trapped men where heard throughout the dungeons stone cold walls. The guards forced you down the halls at at quick pace until they found the cell you would be residing in. One guard held you from behind while the other went to open the cell's door with his key. You kept your eyes forward and your face lacked of any emotion. The only thing that kept you from breaking was the image of Snow in your mind. The way he smiled and laughed, the way he was so full of kindness and compassion for others no matter the person. Every aspect of Snow you admired and you refused to lay a finger on that man's head. The two guards shoved you forward and started cackling in rough thick heavy laughter as you fell down to your knees onto the cobblestone floor that was caked with dirt and filth. "Enjoy your stay, harlot." One spat in your direction before they locked the cell door behind you and left you to yourself.
You kept your head down as you remained knelt down on the ground. There was no point in fighting back. No point in trying to defend your dignity. It was all for nothing. Tears streamed down your face as you still thought of Snow. The only true worry in your mind was if he got away safely through the woods that were dark and frighting, especially when it was dark. You pictured poor Snow trembling as he stumbled through the dark forests that were teeming with man-eating wolves and other horrible things. You closed your eyes as warm tears still streamed down your face. "I'm sorry, Snow. I might not make it. I just pray you are safe." You whispered to the air and then fell silent as you listened to the echoing sounds of tormented men who had the same fate as you did, but you refused to break.
You wouldn't break, you would remain strong till the end. You refused to scream or shout for mercy. You just kept to yourself and let your mind wander to a happier place that was at the glade of wildflowers. You remembered the kiss on your cheek and kept clinging to that. You were kissed by an angel. You smiled softly with your eyes still closed. "Stay safe, Snow White… And I'll be just fine."
Three days after, the cruel evil Queen goes back to her magic mirror that resided on her wall. She stood in front of it and asked, "Magic Mirror, on the wall, who now is the fairest one of all?"
The Magic Mirror's face formed within the mirror reflection that the Queen stared back at. The Magic Mirror replied to the Queen, "Over the seven jeweled hills, beyond the seventh fall, in the cottage of the Seven Dwarfs, dwells Snow White, fairest one of all."
The Queen scoffs with animosity for Snow and and begins to pace in front of the Magic Mirror, pondering on what she should do to become the fairest one of all. It was clear that she had to murder off Snow White in order to once again be the fairest one of all. (Y/n) was too incompetent to kill Snow in the first place. She couldn't use her now even though she was the only one with a true gift in hunting. It was a shame you turned out to be unfaithful when the Queen had once considered you her most trusted servant in the kingdom.
"If you want something done, you must do it yourself." The Queen said and sharply turned away from her Magic Mirror whose face disappeared once she fled off. She went towards the dungeons and went inside. She walked through the aisle of cells doors until she came upon your own. You were sitting against the wall and had your eyes closed, you had been sleeping until you heard the sound of footsteps approach your cell. Your (e/c) eyes open and you see the Queen standing there with her arms crossed and a nasty look on her face.
"There you are, my huntress turned renegade. How has your stay been down here in my personal dungeons?" The Queen asserted with her narrow eyes staring intently on you. You blew some hair off your face and looked at her with disinterest.
"Miserable, your majesty. Just as you wanted. Whatever do you grace my presence with? Aren't I unworthy to be in your presence?" You say sarcastically as you stare back at her. She bristles at your sarcasm and replies back with clenched teeth.
"Unworthy is precise. You failed me when I needed you most, (Y/n). I evoke your title as my huntress and you shall never have that title ever again."
"Is that what you came down here to tell me, your majesty?" You ask dully, not at all affected by the fact she was trying to do anything to make you squirm. Evoking your title bothered you, sure, but you didn't want to work for her anymore, anyway. If only, Snow was the King of the lands, he would make a much finer ruler, you trusted.
She looked annoyed at the fact you weren't looking squeamish by her repeal on your must beloved title. She didn't understand how you did not seem distressed by anything at all. This was hardly anything you were used too, this should be hell on earth for you. "No, you pitiful little miscreant! I came to advise you that just because you had not done by deed, does not mean that your precious Snow White is safe. I have devised a plan to do off with the boy, forever!"
You frown and your eyes darken as she reveals this to you. She was after Snow which was not a surprise to you but you knew that the Queen had access to many terrible things, especially that of magic. If she found Snow, she could do something unspeakable to him. You determined you weren't going to let that happen. Some way, some how, you would keep Snow safe. It was your life's purpose at the moment. You remain silent as she goes off to tell you her plan. She was trying to rub it in your face. She was doing this all out of jealousy and spite. It was pathetic. "And so what do you plan to do to him?" You ask not out of curiosity but for some knowledge on how you could deflect whatever she was scheming. Knowing your enemy was most crucial, after all.
The Queen's lips pursed and she went off to brag about her scheme, "I will disguise myself as a wretched old hag and gift Snow White with the poisoned apples that will set a curse of Sleeping Death upon him. It shall send him into a deep sleep that only has one cure."
"And what is the cure?" You try to get her to tell you. She scoffs and glares you even more than she already was.
"Bah! You shall never know! So don't you even try, miscreant!"
You curse in your mind that you weren't able to trick her into giving you the antidote to this curse she was planning on placing upon poor Snow. If you knew Snow well enough, you knew that he couldn't resist to take an apple from a seemingly innocent old woman. Snow you worried would be gullible to such a thing. The Queen knew Snow better than you first perceived. Even so, why put him into a deep sleep when she could poison the apples with a curse of death? "Why put Snow into a slumber when you could just kill him?" You couldn't help but ask. She smirks at you with nothing but pure evil written across her face.
"Snow resides with seven dwarfs as we speak. They will be none the wiser and think Snow White dead! He will be buried alive! They'll think him dead!" She started cackling loudly at the thought of Snow dying a slow tragic death of suffocation under ground. You glower at the Queen and shake your head from her vile scheme.
"Snow won't fall for such a deception!"
"We'll just have to see about that, now won't we? Now, I have work to be done. If only, you had followed my direction. You would not be in the position you are in. You've lost your chance and I shall have you beheaded once I'm finished with Snow White. For now, remain here and think about what your treason to me has accomplished you, scum."
You couldn't even answer her as you were shaking with nothing but rage from inside. You wished you could pull the iron bars apart and go and slice your dagger across her throat. You bite your tongue and kept yourself quiet. She smirked at you before swishing her cape behind her and stalking on out of the dungeons, leaving you back to your lonesome self. You stood up from where you sat and you rushed and slammed your fists against the bars enraged. You growled and tore your hands away from the bars and kicked the walls and slammed your fists a couple more times against the stone walls around you. You looked like a caged animal that went insane in its four little walls. You promised yourself you wouldn't break but you just had to let off some built up steam. That villainous brute of a queen was going to do something that really could possibly kill Snow. She already knew where he was located, it was only a matter of time before he really did him in for good. You had to escape!
Prowling back over to the bars you shook them with all your might. Unknowingly, your outrage had gained the interest of an old man in filthy rags beside your cell. He sat on the floor and stared at you as you shook the bars to the point it was hurting your hands. "Rattling those bars ain't gonna' do you no good, young miss." The aged old man said to you in a calm voice as you kept attacking the bars that were sturdy and in no way breakable. You heard him and stop rattling the bars but keep your hands on them as your eyes veer over towards him with a glare.
"I have to get out of here!" You tell him and he sighs and nods his head.
"So does everyone else in this prison. I heard you talkin' to the Queen. It sounds like you really love the prince deeply to be exchangin' your life for Snow White's. Real nobel of you, miss."
You take a deep breath and let go of the bars and turn to look over at the old man, "Who are you, sir?" You ask him while trying not to blush at the fact he said you loved Snow White. You weren't so sure if you 'loved' him or just had that much undying respect for him. Either way, you just needed to get free and save him before it was too late. The old man stretched his muscles and replied back to you.
"Name's Argus. I was imprisoned for going against the Queen's command too, you know? I was a guard in my younger days before she arrested me and stuck me down here to rot. I hear you are the huntress (Y/n) that the Queen spoke so highly of, ha, so much for that! I respect ya' though for standing up for Snow. He's a good fellow, that one."
You nod your head and frown sadly at the thought, "Snow is a great and compassionate man. I just want to be free so I can save him but I don't know how to get out of here. It seems hopeless…" You sigh heavily and he shakes his head and responds.
"Hey now, don't talk down like that Miss. (Y/n). I get enough negative speakin' from the other folks down here. You're too young and pretty to be thinking of death. Beheading doesn't suit you, I quite like your head where it is. So I'm gonna' do you a favor. It'll be a favor that my old heart can rest easy on with knowing I helped such a poor young girl like yourself wit' your whole life ahead of ya!"
You blink a few times and wonder what old Argus had in mind. You step over to his side of the cell and look at him curiously, "What can you do for me, sir?" You ask while trying to sound politer to him since he seemed willing to help you. He chuckled and stood up to walk over to a certain spot in his cell. You watch him carefully as he pulls away a rock in the ground too much of your surprise and has a single key in hand. Your (e/c) eyes widen at the sight and you feel excitement built up inside as he goes over in front of you.
"Whelp, funny story here. I was able to snag a key when the guard dropped it from being clumsy wit' the lock. Unfortunately, it wasn't my key but rather the key to the door beside me, which obviously is your cell door. I don't have no need for it and I'd be happier wit' you having it in your hands. It'd do you more good than me. Just do me a favor back. Go get Snow before that witch of a Queen gets to em' first." Argus smiled, showing his aged and few missing teeth that were gone from neglect. He passed the golden key through the bars and handed it over into your palm.
You smile at him gratefully and could hardly express your gratitude to the poor old man. "… I… I don't know how to thank you for this, Argus."
"Just get your prince alive! Get goin' now! No need wasting your time talking to an old geezer like me. Get out of here, kid. I got my prayers left on ya'. I trust you'll do just fine." You nod your head with determination coming back like a roaring fire in your eyes. You sprint over to the cell door and start shoving your arm out of the bars with the key in hand and twisting your hand so you could put the key into the lock. You stick your tongue out to the side as you concentrated on getting the key in. You kept hitting the edges of the lock a couple times but finally are able to stick it in and twist it open.
"Got it!" You exclaim with a grin. Argus smiles and gives you a confident thumbs up.
"Move your tail, girly! Time doesn't wait!"
"Thanks Argus! If I make it out alive, I'm coming back for you!"
"I'll probably be meeting' the maker before that, girl! Just move it!"
You snicker at his morbid jest and start running through the aisles of cells until you finally exited out of the dungeons. You very carefully sneak throughout the castle, avoiding any guards that might be around. Fortunately, you knew the guard's posts since you were the huntress of the place. You rush and were able to crawl out an open window and start running but stop when you get out far enough to not be caught. You see the glade that Snow and you went too and frown sadly. "I'm coming Snow. Just hold on." You say and then look out farther past the glade where the creepy forest was. You knew Snow was around where the dwarves enjoyed mining in caves. You didn't quite know your exact destination but you knew where the dwarfs liked to be and that should be enough to be able to find where Snow was at. "Here goes nothing." Taking a deep breath you start your hasty trek through the blossoming glade and eventually to the dark forest that eventually would lead to the dwarves many self-made mine shafts.
Snow was baking a pie in the Dwarves modest little cottage as they were out mining like they typically would do. It had been three whole days since he had seen you and you wouldn't leave his mind. He had fortunately found solace here with the dwarves but his concerns were with your safety and if you were still alive. "I wish (Y/n) was here with me. Then we could be together and safe from harm. I think (Y/n) would get along splendidly with the dwarfs. If only, she were here." Snow sighed longingly and couldn't help the fact that he knew from the day you spared him that he was smitten with you. You had always been of interest to Snow but he was much too shy to ever show it before, but now that your life might be on the line because of himself. He felt so guilty and constantly fretted over his many thoughts about you. Every night he would sit at the side of his bed and wish on a wishing star that you would make it out alright. "I mustn't dwell on it. I know (Y/n) is a strong girl and capable of herself. Still… I worry." Snow sighed and continued making his pie that would be made for the dwarves when they got back from mining.
The whole cottage was being filled with the pleasant scent of the homemade pie that Snow was making. Snow hummed a tune to himself to keep his mind off of the many worries he had. It wasn't until a knock was made on the cottage's door when Snow turned away from cooking to look at the door in alarm. Who could that be? The dwarves wouldn't be back so early, it wasn't that long ago they left. "Hold on a moment, please!" Snow called out to the person outside who was knocking on the door repeatedly.
Once he was in front of the door, he opened it cautiously and was surprised when he saw a very ugly old woman wearing a black hooded robe. She was trembling from her age and holding a wicker basket in her wrinkled fragile hands. She looked up at Snow and smiled at him. Snow smiled back seeing as the woman seemed harmless. "Oh my! I wasn't expecting anyone! I'm Snow White is there something I can do for you?" Snow asked with his usual soft kind voice that was always pleasant to the ear.
The mysterious old woman nodded, "Yes, I am selling these apples, you see, boy? I just so happened to smell the pie you are making and was wondering if you would like some of my apples for it?" The old woman croaked with her strained aged voice. Snow smiled but was suddenly feeling unsure of the woman. You knew (Y/n) would tell him to be careful of strangers, especially since he was supposed to be killed three days ago. Still, an old woman seemed absolutely harmless and being as hospitable Snow was he led the woman inside the warm cozy cottage without a second thought.
"So would you like an apple?" The old woman asked again as she pulled out a single apple and extended towards Snow. He stared at the apple and was just about to take it from the woman that was until the wild woodland creatures that befriended Snow suddenly came in through an open window and began attacking the old crone. Snow gasped and watched in shock as the birds pecked the woman and the squirrels ran up up onto her and were ready to bite her. Snow quickly intervened to save the old woman from his friends sudden assault. "Oh no! Stop it! What are you doing? Leave her alone!" Snow shooed the creatures away. The squirrels ran away but the birds kept pecking the woman. Snow stepped forward and shooed them away with his hand and eventually they let up and flew back out the window. "Oh no, I'm so sorry about that! Are you alright?" Snow asked in concern. The crone seemed unharmed but a little startled by the attack.
"Yes, dearie. I'm okay now. Thank you from saving me from those awful critters!"
Snow smiled faintly and nodded his head and was wondering why his animal friends decided to suddenly act out so hostilely like that. They never did that before. "I'm just glad to know you're safe, Miss!" Snow said and was truly grateful he was able to stop his friends from hurting the harmless old woman.
"You know? Because you've been so good to poor old Granny, I'll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary apple, it's a magic wishing apple." She told Snow as she showed the apple off to Snow. He titled his head curiously and looked fascinated by this surprising secret about the magical apple.
"A wishing apple?" Snow repeated unsurely.
"Yes! One bite and all your dreams will come true!" She replied with a nod of her head. She kept pushing the apple towards Snow and Snow was still feeling uncertain even though he was interested. To think he would have an apple that could actually make his dreams come true!? He mentally smiled at the warm fuzzy feeling and thought of you being safe and with him and possibly even together as a couple. It almost seemed to good to be true.
"Really?"
"Yes, boy. Now make a wish, and take a bite." Snow took the shiny red apple from the old woman and examined it in his hand. He takes a deep breath and then brings the apple up to his mouth and starts to make a wish.
"I wish that (Y/n) is safe from any harm and that we can be together happily forever after." Snow wishes aloud with a smile appearing on his face from the very wondrous thought. The crone being impatient with Snow, she speaks up.
"Make sure to take a bite of the apple before the wish grows cold!" She warned and Snow looked at her and nodded quickly before finally taking a bite of the magical apple that would grant his dreams come true. The second Snow eats the apple, he starts to feel woozy and his vision began to blur. Snow soon stumbled to the side and fell down to the ground as the apple's true affects took place. The Sleeping Death was now working upon the young prince. The old crone that was actually the Queen disguised chuckled at her dirty deed and started to walk out of the cottage while thinking her work had been finished for good. Little did she know a certain someone was just about to make there appearance known.
You had met the seven dwarfs at the mines and they had told you that they were housing Snow White in their cottage. You had been delighted by this information and asked if you could go see Snow. They were suspicious of you at first but when you had told them Snow White was in danger they immediately agreed to let you come with them to go save him. So now you were rushing back with the dwarves to their cottage. The eight of you on high pursuit for the disguised Queen and her evil scheme. In just the nick of time, you stood in front of the dwarves with your hands on your hips and a heavy set glare on an old woman that came strolling out of their cottage with her basket of apples. "Stop right there, you old hag, or should I say, your majesty!" You exclaim loudly to the Queen who sees you in front of her, making her freeze in shock.
"H-how?!" She uttered in bewilderment at the sight of you and seven angry dwarves ready to beat the living day lights out of the disguised Queen.
"I escaped and you're not going to lay a hand on Snow!"
She sneers and shakes her head, "You're too late, you little wretch! He already ate the apple! There's nothing you can do now!" She told you which made your eyes widen. Snow already ate the apple!? 'Oh no…" You thought and quickly ran past the Queen and into the cottage. The dwarves remained outside with the Queen and they went chasing after her in a fury. The aged Queen screamed and began running away towards a cliff where the dwarves purposely were chasing her towards. There the evil Queen would finally meet her demise with vultures at her back.
You leaving the dwarves to take care of the Queen. You cried out in horror when you saw Snow lying on the ground of the cottage with his eyes closed and his hand extended out where a bitten apple had rolled away from his hand. "SNOW!" You cried and ran over and knelt down to his side. You furrowed your brows and looked him up and down and didn't know what to do. "Oh Snow… I'm so sorry! I failed you… I'm too late." You spoke breathlessly as you begin to shake and sniffle. A tear ran down your face as you stared down at Snow, feeling nothing but dread flow through your body and mind. You had a million thoughts float through your mind. You failed… You were too late. Snow already had the Sleeping Death cast upon him. He might have been sleeping but he might as well be dead because you didn't know how to break the curse. The Queen was smart enough to not have told you, but at least you had some reassurance that there was actually an antidote. Whatever that was…
"I'm so sorry! I thought I'd be in time…" You voice cracked as you leaned down to hug Snow's body to yours. You weep as you lay his head onto your lap as you sat down next to him. You traced your fingers across his jawline and finally break. Your tears blinded you as you sobbed so hard the tears blurred everything. "Snow… If only, I had the chance to tell you I love you. I love you, Snow. Please… Wake up." You plead to the sleeping form of Snow who even looked peaceful in his sleep. You kept hugging Snow to yourself as you cried for what felt like hours until the dwarves got back from dealing with the Queen. They had chased her off the cliff where she had fallen to her death for good.
They all rushed inside and went over to look at you and Snow, each and every one of them in despair and mourning for their friend. Even Grumpy the dwarf was in mourning for the young man who probably would never wake up. "What do we do now?" Doc asked after a couple minutes of watching you cry quietly to yourself over Snow. The other dwarves nodded at Doc's question and they all looked at you. You sniffled again and pulled yourself away from hugging Snow as you gazed at the small men.
"I… I don't know. The Queen said there was an antidote but she never told me what it was. I have no idea." You tell them which disheartened all of them once more.
"Maybe, there is a potion?" Happy being the most confident in finding a cure asked.
You shake your head and stare down at Snow's face, "I don't know…"
"Maybe, you gotta' knock him in the head a couple times." Grumpy suggested, which made you sigh and shake your head again.
"I said I don't know…"
"What if maybe you gotta sing him a song to wake him up?" Bashful brought up shyly. You shook your head and tightly shut your eyes closed, you didn't want to hear it anymore!
"I don't know! J-just stop! I don't know what to do! Snow will probably never wake up ever again. Just stop, please!" You plead to the dwarves who all shut up and look at you sympathetically. They could tell how much you were hurting and compared to them it was even worse. Snow talked often about you now that they realized who you were. They wanted to say that Snow and you had feelings for each other. Snow always said how much he worried about you and cared. Just from your actions alone they could see you were heartbroken and possibly even were in love with him.
You went back to crying heavily over Snow. "I'm sorry, Snow. You didn't deserve this… If only, I came just a little bit earlier. I could have saved you." You hugged him back to you and rocked him in your arms. He felt so cold and lifeless in your arms even though he was only sleeping. You look down at his closed eyes and then down at his lips. You shake your head softly before leaning in and placing a chaste kiss onto Snow's lips. "I love you." You whisper into the kiss. Once you pulled away, you were about to give up.
"You'll never wake up again…"
….
"(Y-Y/n)?" The voice of Snow suddenly spoke up as his brown eyes fluttered open. Your eyes broaden in astonishment and the dwarves were all just as taken back by Snow suddenly waking up. But how!? It was then you realized you kissed him and you never in your life kissed Snow. Was it a true love's kiss that had awoken him?
"SNOW!" You holler out in sheer happiness and smother him with another embrace. His eyes were now open and bright and full of life like before. He hugged you back just as tightly before the two of you both looked into each other's eyes. "You're awake! You're really awake! Oh, Snow! I was so worried! I thought I lost you forever!"
Snow smiled at you and shook his head, "I'm okay now, (Y/n). Thanks to you."
You grin widely and bring him into a deep kiss. The both of you held each other tightly and never let go as you kissed each other passionately with nothing but love for one another. The dwarves all aw'ed except Grumpy who crossed his arms and looked away annoyed. "Pft, yeah, whatever." he muttered even though he was obviously glad Snow was okay now. The other dwarves jumped up and down with glee and wolf whistled as you and Snow shared your kiss. Your cheeks were both a rosy red when you departed and the both of you were grinning ear to ear.
"I love you, (Y/n)!" Snow told you as you both went to stand up. You blushed, especially when he brought a hand out and ran his hand through your (h/l) (h/c) hair that he loved just as much as your (e/c) eyes.
"I love you too, Snow!" You reply and giggle as he blushes and smiles bashfully back at you.
Snow and you took each other's hand and smiled at each other before running out of the cottage together, hand in hand. The dwarves followed while shouting from the joyous occasion. The birds flew around you and the other woodland animals seemed to also celebrate in their own ways around you and Snow as you walked away into the sunset hand in hand. It was time to go back home and Snow could take his rightful place as King and just maybe you could be his Queen. Snow stopped as he squeezed your hand and glanced at you with a smile.
"Will you stay with me, (Y/n)? Forever?"
You make a thoughtful expression before nodding your head vigorously, "Forever and ever!" You exclaim and giggle and laugh alongside Snow as you went walking into the sunset and back to the kingdom. It seemed like everything was just as it was meant to be. You and Snow would rule the land and the dwarves got a special friend they would cherish forever. The evil Queen got what she deserved and everything seemed to be good and wholesome in the land once more.
And so you both lived, happily ever after…
