Snow White did her best to stay out of the Queen's way for the next few days, but it did not damper her stepmother's anger towards her. If anything it made her more annoyed than ever with Snow. After all, how could a girl so adept at blending in be noticed by so many. The Prince that had recently visited, Ferdinand was it? Well whatever it was he was the third in what was seeming to be a long line of many that had called Snow the fairest maiden in the land.
Once upon a time, Grimhilde had been called that, it had even helped her catch the eye of Snow's father, a handsome man herself. But the years, though kinder to her then most, weren't kind enough to keep her from being ousted from her place as fairest. And once Snow was old enough to rule the kingdom, what would happen to her? She would be ousted from her home, that's what. So Queen Grimhilde thought, "I need to find a way so I am returned to being the fairest in the land, but not only that I have to secure my home as being mine, permanently."