Ten years ago
Snow is pacing up and down the cabin. David should be here by now, it's getting dark. If he takes any longer she is going to go out there and look for him. Snow has already put her jacket on, it's a sweet summer night, it' s not that cold, when she hears claws scratching at the door.
Snow runs to open the door.
It's just Wilby, whimpering, a soft bark, an invitation to follow him.
"Wilby!" she cries out. "What's wrong? Where is David?"
The dog barks a couple of times and then he takes off, running into the forest.
"Hold, on," Snow replies, grabbing the first aid kit that's hanging by the door. She struggles to catch up with him.
Wilby chooses the most inaccessible paths, overgrown with brambles and thorns and Snow is panting, her mind pacing at everything that could be wrong. David could be hurt, he could be captured, he could be...-. She will not let her mind go to that eventuality. If he were dead she would know, she would feel it. If he were dead, her heart would have already broken in two...
Wilby finally leads them to David, who is hunched over, under a great fir, his body angled in a strange way. Snow doesn't immediately understand what is holding him in place. And then she sees it, the great metal trap, that has snapped shut right on his knee. He can't sit down even if he wants to.
Snow gasps.
A dragon trap? Dragon traps are twice the size of bear traps, and have been outlawed for years. But their part of the woods isn't anywhere near dragons. Who set a dragon trap the in the heart forest, Snow wonders, but this isn't time to answer this question.
"David?" she says softly.
He's already turned to face her, pain and relief mingled over his features.
"What happened?" she can't help herself, she has to know.
"I'm sorry," is all he says.
Snow shakes her head. "Lean on me...take a deep breath... it' s going to be alright..."
David places his hands on Snow's shoulders then he breathes in and closes his eyes motioning he is ready. Snow positions her legs to the right and the left of the metal at the edge of the dragons trap. Once she puts all her weight on it, the trap swings open, releasing David's leg. He crushes on the ground.
Snow rushes to kneel next to him.
His pant leg is soaked with blood, half of it already dried up. How long had he been trapped here? She should be examining the wound properly, but there is no time for that, it's going to get dark soon. This forest isn't a friendly place at night, things lurk at night, things that would be attracted to the smell of blood, and David is still bleeding. She needs to get him home, now.
Snow wraps a bandage around his knee, as tight as he can stand it, then she offers to help him up.
"The baby," he protests, because he's been trying to keep her from doing anything too strenuous ever since they realized she is pregnant.
"Come on," she insists, and he finally relents, letting her help him up.
"Don't put any weight on your leg," she instructs, but he still does.
It takes them a good hour to make it back home.
David pants as he hops on the two steps up on their porch and into the cabin.
"Hold on!" Snow helps him on the chair. She hands him a glass of water then she uses her dagger to cut open his pant leg.
"David!" is all she says, because the blood has already soaked through the bandages and there is a deep cut right at his knee, still bleeding. Snow's eyes well up. "What happened?" she asks.
"The forest was full of creatures looking for you. I was trying to sneak away unseen and then I stumbled into this... I tripped right into the dragon trap like some kind of Wonderland tourist..."
"They are setting up dragon traps? For me?" Snow is looking horrified.
He hesitates, then he pulls out a poster he had folded inside his shirt. He hands her the paper.
There is a picture of a younger Snow White staring back at her. "Please help me find my beloved daughter, Snow White" it reads. "10,000 golden coins as a reward to anyone who brings her home..." It's signed Regina, Queen of the North.
Snow is absolutely stunned. "Regina is offering a reward! Every crook and creep looking for a quick payday is going to be after me!" she stammers.
"I know," he whispers.
Snow shakes her head because as upsetting as this may be, it's still not a priority. His knee is now dripping blood at the wooden planks of the floor.
"Your knee won't stop bleeding..."
David hands her his dagger and he points to the fire.
"What? No, no, no, no" she says quickly, her eyes opening wide. "Let's just call a healing fairy..."
"No healing fairy," he argues. "It's just a flesh wound. If you stop the bleeding I'm going to be fine..."
"It is not just a flesh wound, David, it's your knee. If it doesn't heal right it, you could end up limping the rest of your life..." she argues.
He is shaking his head, stubbornly. "Please, Snow," he mumbles. "If you don't do it, then I'm going to have to... Help me, please!"
Snow swallows her tears. "Its going to hurt..." she says, "I don't want to hurt you..."
"Just do it fast," he replies looking away.
Snow takes a deep breath. She walks to the cupboards above the sink and pulls out a flask full of brandy and hands it to him.
"Drink up," she orders.
She walks to the fireplace and holds the blade of the dagger inside the flames. She is trying so hard to stop crying, trying to stop her hands from shaking, but it's almost impossible.
"I am so sorry," she whispers.
He nods, clenching his teeth.
He manages not to scream as the burning blade of the dagger touches his wound, cauterizing it. His shoulders jerk and he lets out a moan. He looks so pale, like he could pass out any minute.
Snow drops the dagger to the ground and hands him the flask again.
"Drink some more" she asks, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You are just trying to get me drunk," he half smiles.
Snow lets out a soft laugh, relieved that he is well enough to joke about this. "I am," she replies wiping her eyes. "Do you think we can get you to bed?"
"I knew it," he mumbles.
Snow doesn't laugh this time, she just helps him up instead. It's a good thing the cabin is so small, just three steps from the fireplace to the bed. David lays down and Snow helps him out of his sword belt and doublet.
"I'm sorry," he says.
"What are you apologizing for?" she asks quietly, running her thumb across his cheek. "None of this is your fault..."
"The tickets," he explains. "The tickets for the boat that will take us to the end of the realm are for Thursday...Snow I am not going to be able to travel to the harbor... Unless you traveled up ahead o your own..."
Snow sits on the bed next to him, trying to gather her thoughts. This is quite a blow to their plans. Now that the forest is becoming so hostile, the fact that they would leave so soon was quite a relief. But now they can't go.
"I am not leaving you! Forget the tickets. It doesn't matter," she replies decisively. "It doesn't matter, as long as you are okay. We'll find another way... We'll be extra careful in the forest. They will give up eventually, they will go search somewhere else..."
He nods. He is quite relieved she is taking this so well.
As she arranges for a pillow under his knee to elevate his wound, he lets out a soft groan.
"Did that hurt? I'm so sorry..."
"Perhaps we should both stop apologizing for things outside our control," he mumbles and as he drifts off to sleep.
Snow climbs on the bed next to him. She wraps her arms protectively around her tummy.
"We are not bringing you into the realm in the safest of times..." she whispers to her unborn child. "I am so sorry," she is about to say, but then she remembers David's words. "I'm glad you are coming," she says instead.
And then she feels a soft movement inside her belly, like a soft bubble popping. Snow gasps. Could this be? Could this be her baby moving? She's never felt the baby before!
"I think the baby just moved" she says softly.
David is very much asleep and he certainly needs all the rest he can get.
Snow leans back on her pillow. "You have to do this again in the morning for your father," she whispers.
Her eyes well up again, but this time its tears of joy.
And now...
Trent Sky
Helen Storm
Layla Franklin
Peter Winks
Snow is sitting on top of her desk, going over the names she got from the Indigo Fairy when the office door open quietly.
"Back so soon?" Snow smiles, her eyes still on her list. "Was Granny's closed?"
When David doesn't reply she looks up, surprised to see that a hooded man has walked into their office. Snow's left hand reaches for the vial of dark fairy dust under her shirt, her right hand already on her dagger.
"Can I help you?" she asks, managing to look calm and professional.
"You!" the man pulls back his hood and is now unwrapping the dark scarf that as wrapped around his neck concealing half his face, in fast almost frantic moves. He doesn't make however make an effort to get near her, so Snow relaxes her grip on the fairy dust.
"How can I help you?" Snow tries again.
David stepped out to pick up lunch twenty minutes ago. He should be coming back any minute.
"Yes! Yes! You can absolutely help me," the man says crossing his hand on his chest. "You can stay away from my wife!"
"Your wife?" Snow is now beginning to understand. She jumps off the desk trying her best to look professional. "Thomas?" she asks. "Please, have a seat, we've been expecting you..."
"No! No,no, no, I am not here to answer your questions, I am hear to ask you to back off!" He replies gruffly, not bothering to disguise the anger he is feeling "Stay away from Ella! How dare you step your foot in our castle and give my wife false hope about fairy dust and bonds and potions and magic!"
"Do you have something against magic?" Snow frowns.
"I have something against you!" he cries out.
"I didn't seek your wife out, Sir, Ella came to me and retained my services..."
"Your services!" the mans scoffs bitterly. "Your services! You are a princess for pity's sake, when will you begin to act like it?"
"Thomas, I don't understand what you have against me..." Snow tries again.
"No! Of course you don't!" he yells back. "I bet you don't even remember! It's a fine trick this memory loss, a handy little illusion. Oh, no I remember nothing!" he says raising his hands to his face in a mock expression of despair. "I can't be held responsible for my actions!"
"Thomas! I don't understand! Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt Ella somehow? What did I do?" Snow asks.
Thomas frowns, hesitating, and for a brief second Snow thinks she might have gotten through to him, he might actually give her a straight answer. And then the door opens and David walks in, holding a bag and a cup carrier.
"Granny says she is sorry but she is out of your favorite tea...- oh hello! Please excuse me, I didn't see you there..." he smiles and then his expression freezes. He can sense the tension in the room. "Something wrong?"
"I don't know," Snow replies quietly. "I was hoping Thomas here would tell me..."
Thomas turns to glare at David. "You," he says, calmer this time. "I don't know you, I have nothing against you, personally..."
"Thomas! What did I do?" Snow asks again.
"Do you have any idea what it's like, to be the only one in the world who knows, the only one... do you have any idea what it's like to miss someone so much you can barely breathe..." he says half breathless, the words spilling out of his mouth almost against his will.
"I do," Snow replies softly and now her eyes are welling up and Thomas finds it impossible to stay angry with her. "Tell me..." she tries again.
"It was along time ago," he shrugs. "And I've already said too much," Thomas is now looking down on the ground. "Please forgive my outburst, princess..." and with a swift move, he walks around David and steps out of the door.
"What was that about?" David asks, placing the food on his desk because Snow's desk is covered with with piles of files and papers. Snow sits back on top of her desk.
"Your guess is as good as mine," she sighs. "He came in and accused me of daring to step foot in his castle and giving Ella false hopes and asked me to say away from her..."
"What?"
"Yeah, and then you watched the rest. He got all sad, he apologized and he left..."
"Right," David frowns. "I guess there is no hope in getting him to cooperate with the investigation?"
"I don't know," Snow shrugs."I wouldn't hold my breath. He seemed very bitter that I got memory spelled and couldn't be held responsible for my actions," she is doing her best to remember the rest of their conversation.
"He does?"
Snow nods. "David, what do you think I did? The Thomas I remember was soft spoken and quiet. What's going on? Why is he so mad at me?"
"Only one way to find out," he replies pulling up his magic mirror.
"Ask Ella?" Snow replies.
"Two ways to find out" he smirks.
Snow walks around his desk to look at his mirror.
"Enchanted Gossip," "The Giggling Royal" and "The Whispering Well," " The Rumor Mill" she reads.
The most popular tabloids in the realm.
"If princess Snow and princess Ella were hanging out together you'd think there be a wealth of information on their whereabouts..." he points out.
But there is nothing there. A couple of stories, "in the Giggling Royal" of Ella and Snow hanging out at a coffee shop in the Western kingdom, both of them wearing sunglasses, smiling for the cameras. A visit to an amusement park, again laughing and smiling. No negative reports or news of a royal fight, just two friend spending a couple of days having fun together.
A picture of Thomas Ella and Snow under a sign advertising a magic carpet ride.
"There is nothing there..." David declares.
"It must have been serious then," Snow frowns.
"What?"
"When royals go through the trouble to pay off the tabloids to conceal a story, it's because the information was too serious and they couldn't afford for it to let it get out..."
"Well, in that case, we should ask Greta Prime if she was paid off to conceal a story. She was the reporter covering Ella's news."
"Greta Prime?" Snow grimaces. "Oh, this should be interesting..."
"Why? Who is Greta Prime?"
"She is a Med who specializes in princess gossip. Her office is in the western kingdom..." she mumbles, looking up Greta's information. "That's too bad. I suppose we can conduct the interview over the magic mirror, though it's not quite the same, I feel like I always get more information when it's in person..."
"About that, " David replies pulling a small package from his pocket. "We can go see her in person..."
"What is this?" Snow's eyes open wide because David just handed her a fifty pack of magic beans. "Magic beans? How? David! Those must have cost a fortune..."
"Look, if we are going to be going back and forth from the Western kingdom investigating Ella' s case and still be home with Emma at the end of the day, we need a bag of quality beans... I suppose we can bill Ella for whatever beans we use in her case, assuming that we still are on her case..."
"But David, we can't possibly afford these..."
"Don't worry about it... These are already paid for," he replies.
"They are?" Snow frowns. "How? Did you sell a kidney on the dark fairy market?"
"Nothing quite as sinister... I sold Philip," he explains.
"Philip! Isn't Philip your favorite horse? " Snow is looking so worried.
"He is. He is the best horse ever. But, ever since I got assigned to Regina's case and I had to leave him behind, my friend Kristoff has been looking after him. He claims that his fiance has been riding Philip every day and she is absolutely in love with him... Kristoff practically begged me to let him buy him..."
"You didn't have to do that..." Snow squeezes his hand.
"I did." David is looking very serious. "Ensuring that we always have a way home and I don't spend any more nights away from my daughter and my wife is the very least I could do..."
Snow has a lot to say on the matter, but she finds that her voice isn't quite cooperating at the moment so she leans in and kisses him instead. "Thank you!" she whispers.
Greta Prime's office is quite luxurious. She is late. As they sit there, David lets his eyes wander at the three large potted Venus flytraps lined up on the window ledge and the large framed pictures of snakes all over the walls.
He is marveling at the unusual decor when Snow leans in and whispers in his ear. "Try not to stare, she doesn't like that."
Try not to stare at what, he wonders as Greta Prime walks in the room, taking the seat at her desk. Her black hair is gathered in a rather large bun, her dress is silvery gray and formfitting. She is beautiful in a unique cold sort of way but there is nothing unusual in her appearance. What should he not be staring at?
"Snow darling, it truly has been too long..., and David is it? Now, you look familiar, have we met?"
Snow smiles back. "Hello, Greta! Before we continue this conversation, I'd like to remind you that ten years ago you signed a non disclosure agreement with the royal council of the North, regarding anything that has to do with me and my family. I want to make sure that you understand that this is still legally binding. And since David is my husband, he is also covered by the agreement... And you know how the Crimson Fairy frowns on people breaking their agreements to the royal council..."
And for the first time in years, Snow finds herself feeling grateful at Crimson's forethought and his stern, overprotective ways.
Greta's face falls. "Ugh," she groans, " I can't stand those agreements. Way to ruin the mood darling. Is it true that Crimson turned a photographer into a block of ice until he agreed to discard some compromising pictures he had of you?" she asks Snow while stealing glances at David, clearly fishing for a reaction.
David remains impassive. Her technique might have been effective if she wasn't so blatant.
The fact that Crimson can turn people into blocks of ice, now, that is reason for concern, but David is not going to react.
"No idea," Snow shrugs.
"And here I was, hoping I'd get exclusive rights to your story, do an in-depth expose on your husband and how he was mistreated by the Southern Kingdom royals or, maybe a little piece on your relationship and Regina's...'the mother she never was...' would be my title... doesn't that sound just great..." Greta goes on.
"Oh, no, nothing like that I'm afraid..." Snow's face remains completely neutral, fully aware that Greta is attempting to bait her.
"Fine," Greta sighs. "How about you?" she asks, turning to David, "anything you'd like to get off your chest?"
And as she ends her question, a hissing noise comes out of her bun and the heads of thirty small snakes uncoil in one swift move, because her bun wasn't made out of hair, it was actually made out of tiny snakes, and they are now all staring at David.
A Medusa. Greta Prime is a Medusa.
David almost jumps. He manages to conceal his shock. "No, thank you for asking," he manages.
Greta turns her attention back at Snow but Greta's snakes have other ideas. They are uncoiling further, stretching, reaching towards David, following his every move. How long are those slivery things anyway?
"Fine, then, enlighten me as to why we are here," Greta sighs.
"I have a question regarding Ella and myself back in the day..."
"What?" Greta is looking quite bored. "Please do not ask anything about Ella's triplets, I cannot stand children, and if you ask me, Ella's triplets are not even cute. They are overexposed and boring, and stories about them do not sell magazines... Ella had the audacity to say that I couldn't interview them because they do not like my snakes... can you believe she said that? If that is not specieism and discrimination, I don't know what is... but my editor refused to sue the palace..."
"Oh, but your snakes are adorable," Snow replies and she actually reaches her hand towards Greta's snakes who look at her adoringly and rub their heads on the tip of her fingers, making purring sounds, like happy kittens. "No, nothing about the triplets. Is there any reason why Ella would be upset with me? Did we get in a fight, or..."
"A fight? No, none that I know of," Greta shrugs. "Your friendship was sickly sweet and scandal free... unless..."
David is sitting all the way back on his chair because Greta's snakes are practically licking his face, half of them seem to like him, the other half are hissing at him displeased, displeased at what, he doesn't know.
"Behave, darlings," Greta waves her hand at them dismissively, but all they do is move a mere inch back and they are now showing teeth. Once Greta's focus is back on Snow half the snakes go back to hissing at David, the other half are snapping their jaws at him.
"Unless what?" Snow is looking quite serious.
"Well, there was the matter of your disappearance..."
"What does my disappearance have to do with anything?"
"You disappeared from Thomas' castle. Now, who would the Western royals accuse of aiding and abetting your kidnappers but Ella, the young commoner who had to audacity to set her eyes on their blue blooded prince?"
"Are you saying that Ella got implicated in my alleged kidnapping?"
"Oh, the interrogation lasted for days," Greats nods. "Thomas tried to intervene, but you know how the Silver knight force is, they are quite thorough..."
"What happened?"
"According to my sources, Ella was told that unless you were found, the wedding would be cancelled... and indeed it was. Until Thomas put his foot down and told his father and the royal council that if they didn't let him marry Ella he would abdicate... In the end they got married six months after their initial wedding date..."
Snow is looking sick.
"Nobody told you?" Greta smiles, sensing the beginning of a fascinating story unfolding before her very eyes.
"It wasn't in the news," Snow frowns.
"Of course not. The royal council of the Western kingdom paid everybody off and had them sign non disclosure agreements," she utters the word through clenched lips. As far as she is concerned non disclosure agreements are vile, filthy things. "That's what they do, they censor the juicy stories and all we get is yawn fests about chubby triplets..."
"Well, thank you," Snow gets up, offering to shake Greta's hand. David practically jumps from his chair, all too eager to get away from Greta and her snakes.
Snow and David are walking down the street away from "the Giggling Royal'" offices. Snow is walking slowly, she is deep in thought. Once David deems that they put a safe distance between themselves and Greta he turns and glares at her.
"Something wrong?" she asks.
"Couldn't you have warned me, she was a Medusa?" he asks.
"What? I told you, of course I did..."
"No, you didn't!" he exclaims.
"Greta Prime is a Med, those where my exact words," Snow frowns.
"Med stands for Medusa?"
"Yes, of course! What else would it stand for?" Snow can't quite understand where the problem is.
"Oh, I don't know, a medic..." David throws his hands up in the air.
"A medic? Why... why would I point out if she was a medic?"
"I don't know. But that's what Med means!"
"Since when?" Snow isn't quite convinced.
"Since 'Ted is a Med,' the most popular rhyme in the first grade alphabet book! Since the third page of the of White knight officer's manual, where all the official abbreviations are noted! Since the beginning of time, really..."
"Well, I don't speak White knight," Snow shrugs. "And I've never even heard of that alphabet book. As far as I'm concerned, Med means Medusa... it's commonly used slang..."
"Commonly used where? Among princesses who can't be bothered to use the whole word?"
"Maybe..."
"What's next? Prrrr for prince? Trrr for troll?"
"Wait, wait a minute," Snow is now trying hard not to laugh, "are you saying, that you were just sitting there, completely unaware, totally relaxed and then the snakes just popped out...-" She can't even finish her sentence she is laughing so hard.
"That is exactly what I am saying, I almost fell out of my chair, I could have died!" he declares.
Snow is now laughing even harder.
"Her snakes are completely harmless! They are no better than overgrown worms..." she manages through fits of laughter.
"They were trying to eat me!" he replies indignantly. "If I had a warning I would have at least pulled back my chair..."
"I'm sorry," she manages, through tears of laughter. Snow is trying her best to look apologetic but can't quite manage it.
"You are not even a little bit sorry!" David shakes his head.
"I am sorry, I really am" she sounds sincere this time, her hand is reaching for him.
David looks partially mollified.
"Did you hear what she said?" Snow is looking quite sober now.
"I did, not thanks to you or the snakes constantly attacking me..." he replies.
Snow is no longer laughing. "I had no idea Ella got accused of helping my kidnappers... David I didn't know..."
"How could you have known?"
"I mean, she was interrogated... and she almost didn't get married... David, that's so awful..."
Snow is looking so sad, David completely forgets about Medusa and wraps his arm around her shoulders.
"I know," he says quietly.
"Do you think it's safe to call Ella and talk to her, or do you think Thomas will come yell at me again?"
"If you need to talk to your friend, go right ahead, I'll handle Thomas," he replies.
Turns out that living in a cabin in the EF is scarier and more traumatic that we originally thought...
Hello! You are still here! Happy 2020! I am back- I fell into a Christmas vortex but I am out of it now...
Jennifer Baratta chapter 25 Awesome chapter
Thanks Jennifer!
Alexa chapter 25 Love the way Snow David stand up for each other! Poor Emma, felt bad for her when Star was missing. Not sure if I believe the adoption stories that were givin for the baby girls... If someone is stealing babies and wiping memories faking a backstory wouldn't be a stretch.
Hmmm, so true!
Bella1296 chapter 25 Great chapter!
Thanks Bella!
DragonRanger200 chapter 25 This was a really good chapter! I wonder where Ellas child is..
Thank you.
Guest chapter 25 What a great chapter to bring in the holidays. This was a very emotional chapter that pulled my heartstrings several times. I have a lot to say things about Crimson Fairy and none of them are nice. I'm glad David is there for Snow and help her through this rock and hard place situation. The orphanage was so cute and sad. I felt so bad for poor Emma thinking Star is lost and alone and comparing it to when she lost her Dad. It was a good call by Snow and David to have a sleep over in the garden. I'm glad that Star was found safe and sound. The knighting ceremony was so emotional, they're been through so much and they are such a perfect match. Crimson Fairy is again the worst.. The way he speaks to Snow as if he knows her life better than her is awful and how he treated her at the knighting ceremony was so horrible. Like there's no way Snow could have gotten through that any better. She did it with such grace and poise, like a true queen. But she was still criticised.. I'm glad David that could stand up to Crimson and help Snow. The news article was so cute and it made me tear up again. I wonder if the memory curse that was cast on Ella is also affecting the orphanage? Also if we meet Thomas next will he have a similar personality change as Ella has or is he gonna be nice? Their marriage seems strict..
Crimson Fairy is like this bossy overprotective uncle who things you are still five years old and clearly up to no good. The Ella and Thomas personality changes will be explained as the mystery unfolds...
mry23 chapter 21 I'm so behind. But I loved it all, it was interesting to see the council and Snow she really is on edge. This chapter was sad to me and I'm glad they got the person who took her. I'm also glad blue is helping them out. And the marriage proposal was lovely. They're getting married!
Getting all your responses, one after the other was the coolest thing ever. Thank you! I wasn't even going to do a marriage in this story, but then it made perfect sense...
mry23 chapter 22 The wedding was perfect. And it's interesting to see Emma relax and open up to David. I like how their bond grows, I hope we get some cute snow and Emma moments. Tink and sneezy I would never guess haha that's hilarious. Also I really feel for snow she seems to be having a hard time letting go with David being gone and being kidnapped. It feels like she's still struggling and having him back has brought up a lot of repressed emotions. The note oh I hope we see what happens.
:) Sneezy has layers- I think he is boyfriend material, we should give him a chance...
mry23 chapter 23 Ah this was the cutest and I'm so excited. They were a team since the beginning and I love it. David helping Kathryn and Fredrick is pretty interesting. And snow knowing she's being followed. I love their banter, they really are the best at it. And David helping snow. I'm still curious, but I always am haha this was great thank you.
I really enjoyed writing the prequel mini mystery- and there is a continuation coming. I think I'll post it once Ella's mystery is solved.
mry23 chapter 24 This is so sad, poor Ella I can't imagine. I'm curious to what happened. Tink protecting the babies is the sweetest thing I just love tink. Snow's note, I'm laughing so hard haha. I hope Ella can find her daughter. It's so sad.
Tink is becoming my favorite side character. (It's usually Grumpy or Ruby)
mry23 chapter 25 Snow is the queen we deserve. I may have teared up with David being knighted and how cute is Emma. I'm glad crimson fairy suggested it and gave David a title that he deserves but I'm also glad David put him in his place. He has been tough with snow. I'm curious will snow think about returning to being queen? Great chapter and I can't wait to see where this goes.
Thank you soooo much for taking the time to review!