Sneaky Snow White (Dark Fairy Tale Queen Series Book 2) (11 page)

BOOM! Godnutter pops right in front of me.

“Well!” she barks. “Fine mess YOU’VE made of things! Who’s going to save my Cindy now?” She’s got her hands on her hips, so angry she’s not even smoking.

“Godnutter, please!” I cry. “Please help me! I have to get away from here, they’re going to kill me!”

“And it would serve you right, wouldn’t it? I didn’t come to save you, tootsie. I came to lighten your load.” She swoops in and scoops a baby out of my arms, the one with brown hair. She steps back. “This one’s mine.”

My eyes widen. “NO!”

“She wanted a fairy to protect her baby, didn’t she? Well, here I am! I want another chance at this.”

“Give her back, she’s my sister!”

“Not any more. And you don’t have time to argue, those fellows are breaking out of that ice.” She shifts the baby to her left arm and with her right thrusts deep into the pocket of her dress. She yanks out the pipe and points the tip at me. “Hold still.”

I gasp as she fires a river of sparkles at my chest. I step back, my breasts warm and tingling, and look down. They’re swollen like two melons and feel heavy.

“What did you just do?” I cry.

“Gave you the means to feed the baby, you cow! Now off with you! Get her to safety!” Godnutter vanishes and the brown-haired baby with her.

I tuck the red-haired baby against me, her fuzzy head just under my chin. And I run into The Wood.

I know exactly where I’m going.

I break out of the cave into the meadow with the tower. There it stands, sturdy and gray, the home I planned for me and Hunter. My hopes and dreams a shattered mess, just like The Mirror. I can hardly bear to look at it.

The baby sleeps on my shoulder, worn out from crying. I didn’t hear the Dwarves behind me as I ran. But they will come. This clearing is hard to find but not impossible.

I turn back to the round mouth of the cave, barely taller than I am. I’ve got to seal it off somehow. I look at my free hand. I sure hope I can do this.

I press my palm to the rock wall of the cave and think of my poor, precious Hunter lying dead in the palace. The ice flows from my fingertips, circles up and around the mouth of the cave. Icicles grow out like teeth, reaching toward each other. They touch at the center and spread until the entire mouth of the cave is closed by a smooth window of ice. I continue to let the ice flow out of me, my body tiring, until it grows thick and white, no longer transparent. I drop my arm, exhausted. There. We should be safe for now.

I walk toward the little door at the bottom of the tower. I’m so tired. Now that I think about it, why didn’t I let the Dwarves kill me? Why did running seem like the better idea? I am forever an outcast now. And my childhood is over.

I wrench open the stiff wooden door and turn in with the baby. Before shutting the door, I look at the green meadow around me, the fringe of trees and scruffy bushes, and the blocked mouth of the cave that leads down to the world I once knew.

We can never go back.

My heart is frozen.

Hunter had given warmth to my life. I grew and blossomed under the sunshine of his love. Losing him is like losing the sun. I will never be warm again.

Night has fallen on this accursed kingdom. I’m standing at the window in the highest room of the tower. I listened while the Dwarves crashed through The Wood, searching for me. They didn’t find me, not today. But they’ll keep looking. I must thicken the ice, fill the whole cave with it if I can. I want to be completely alone.

The baby grunts behind me, reminding me I’m not alone. She’s sleeping in the crate I stuffed with my old white dress. I was able to feed her – oh my
stars,
it hurt – and my tears fell on her face as she suckled. It scared me, how Godnutter just snatched the other baby from me. What if she comes back for this one? What if someone else does? This child is the only family I have left. I must keep her hidden, keep her safe. No one will ever steal her away from me. My little sister.

I decided to call her Rapunzel.

I spread my fingers on the stone ledge of the window. With some concentration, I spread a slick layer of ice over the sill. I raise my hands to rub the sting of chill out of them. Despite everything, I’m tempted to smile.

I have
power
now.

I don’t have to feel small and helpless anymore. I don’t need to be protected by anyone. I have magic, and it’s strong. Undeveloped, of course - I need to practice. But I have lots of time ahead of me. I will grow this magic to fearful heights. Until I can freeze the whole kingdom if I choose. It’s what they deserve.

I can’t see much beyond the window. But out there in The Wood, Cinderella is still lying on her table, with no one to kiss her awake. Out there in The Wood, the seven Dwarves are hunting for my head. And out there in The Wood, there is no Hunter waiting for me at the well.

I blink and two tears slip onto my cheeks. I freeze them and they fall like diamond droplets, plinking when they hit the sill.

‘Who are you, Snow White?’
my mother asked, so contemptuously. As if I were nothing without her. I lift my chin and glare at the darkness. I don’t need her or anyone else. I know who I am now.

I am the Snow Queen.

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To me it makes perfect sense that Snow White would become the Snow Queen. I mean, they’ve both got ‘Snow’ in their names, right? It had to happen sooner or later.

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