*AN: last chappie... hope yall enjoy!!
Mary had sold the comb and received enough money for it to last an entire month! Snow told her how proud she was of her.
It had been two months today, since she found the truth, since Isabelle tried to kill her in that room, since she found her life... since she left Charming. She felt a pain in her heart. She wanted him back, she wanted him back now.
"Find me, Charming," she whispered into the soup she was cooking.
"Did you say something, Snow White?" Snow turned and looked at Winter.
"No, I was lost in thought."
"Guess what, Snow."
"What?"
"Mary is in love," Winter laughed.
"Shut up you little-"
"Mary," Snow warned. She didn't want Mary teaching the younger children any sort of words that were inappropriate.
"Are you mad at me, Snow?" Mary asked, a worried sound in her voice.
"Of course not, Mary, tell me about him."
Mary had met him the day she sold the comb. He was a nice man, she had said, he kissed her. But he didn't do anything else to her. Snow asked concerned questions about the kiss, but found it to be nothing more then a harmless kiss. Mary was going to see him again. Snow new she had no say in it.
Mary went out the next day to see her 'love' and the children went down to fish in the river. A knock came to the door. Snow opened it again to see another woman, different then the last one. This one was red headed and carried a baby in her arms.
"May I help you?" Snow asked.
"Just some milk for my baby, please, I beg of you." The woman was close to tears. She carried a large sack on her back and her baby was tied to her chest with a long cloth.
"Sit down at my table." Snow said smiling as she went to get the baby some milk.
After the baby drank its fill the woman reached into her bag and pulled out new ribbons.
"For giving me the milk I will give you these new ribbons!" she exclaimed happily. Snow tried to object but the woman would hear nothing of it. "Turn around and let me lace you up."
"This old dress does not deserve new laces!" Snow laughed, the woman laid the laces down on the table and stood and left.
Snow looked at the lovely laces and decided it would be best to sell them. She had thought about giving them to the girls, but the girls wouldn't care if their dresses were tied with grass. She put them away for the month, next month they would have money again and not have to worry.
***
Isabelle screamed at her mirror, why could Snow not just die! The comb had poison on it, and the laces would shrink and suffocate the life out of the person who wore them. Snow had sold them both! Damn her!
Isabelle knew that she could not give Snow anything that the girl could sell. The girl was now poor, she needed the money... something she couldn't sell... An apple! Isabelle laughed, she knew she would have to bide her time, it would be funny to see a beggar woman every month. No, she would wait. In the meantime she would work on winning the heart of Tomas.
***
"Snow?" Snow looked over at the door, Mary stood there pulling in a young man, he was only perhaps a year older then Snow. "This is Daniel."
Daniel smiled slightly, dipping his head. Snow smiled and waved him in. He ate dinner with them that night and Snow found that she liked him. Mary held up her fourth finger. A beautiful silver ring sat on her finger.
"Oh Mary!" Snow gasped.
"Can you handle Brian, Jason and Winter on your own?"
"Of course!" Snow reached over and pulled Mary into a deep hug. Mary wiped her eyes and stood up. She looked at Snow for along time then walked out of the house. Snow cried, but she was happy for Mary.
Now it was just Winter, the smaller children and Snow. Snow knew that she couldn't go into the village to buy things, so she would send Winter. Winter had gone with Mary several times before and knew what to do. So Snow had little to worry about.
***
Charming sat in his room. He had returned home yesterday against his own will. His father had fallen terribly ill and they feared it would be the end. Charming had not smiled in a year, for it had been a year since he had lost Snow. He had lost his life with her. If she was dead, then so was he.
He saw her everywhere, but when he reached out for her she was not there. She was an illusion. He missed her, he wanted her back. He wanted her... in all of the things of life he wanted her.
***
Winter and Jason went together to the village; Snow was feeling uncomfortable with Winter going alone. Brian sat on the floor and scribbled things he called pictures for Snow. She sat down in the rocking chair and looked out the window. She smiled slightly. Her papa had done this for so many years looking for her, and now she sat here looking for Charming.
I came to Papa, Charming will come to me. Snow thought, she looked down at Brian, the little boy was busy drawing and humming out of tune. Snow started humming with him; put a tune into his attempt of music. He hummed with her, such a beautiful song.
Snow saw someone coming up the old dirt trail, an old woman. The woman slumped against the door and Snow hurriedly brought the woman in and sat her down into a chair.
"Please child," the woman pleaded. "Water!"
Snow quickly poured water from the pail and gave the cup to the old woman. She drank it quickly and then smiled at Snow.
"You are so good," the woman said catching her breath. "I fear I have nothing to give to you."
"My kindness is free." Snow said smiling. Brian glanced up at the old woman, but then continued his drawings.
"Nothing is free," the woman reached into her bag and handed Snow and apple. "This is all I have to offer you."
"It is not something I need."
"Take it, child, I do not take charity."
Snow smiled and accepted the apple. The woman thanked her once more before leaving.
"Do you want some of this apple, Brian?" Brian looked up at her.
"Nope, not hungry." he said. Snow smiled and nodded. She took a bite of the able and swallowed... but she couldn't swallow. The apple stuck in her throat. She tried to cough it up, but it stayed.
She couldn't breath, she fell to her knees and tried to breath, tried to scream for help, tried to do something. She became dizzy. She could hear Brian's screams, his cries, she looked at him. He didn't know what to do, he cried and hugged her, trying to make her hum again. He started to hum as Snow closed her eyes, ...such a beautiful song...
***
Tomas looked at the now one year old boy. King Joshua would grow very handsome. He turned to see Isabelle walking up behind him.
"My Prince," she said dipping her head. He turned his back to her. "I will win your heart."
Tomas stared at her for a moment, then blinked.
"She is dead, Tomas."
He blinked again, not understanding.
"I killed her, I killed Snow so that I could have your heart."
Tomas stared at her again, with different eyes. Hateful eyes.
"You will give me your heart freely won't you?"
"Damn you, you witch." he whispered, rage was too great in him for him to yell it.
"If you will not give me your heart, Tomas, I will take it." Tomas stared at him for a long moment.
"Witch, you will never have my heart. Snow has it, in the afterlife she has my heart."
"You couldn't have ever had her anyway, Charming had her."
"I loved her, she loved him, and so be it. But I will never love another."
Isabelle screamed at him, Joshua screamed also. Isabelle drove the dagger into Tomas's chest before he could stop her. He stared at her until he could no longer see her. She twisted the knife within his chest, blood splattered to her face, but she didn't care, she pulled forth his heart and laughed. She knew she would one day have his heart! She laughed and laughed, the laugh of an insane woman.
***
"Charming you can't do that! You can't come home and just leave again!" Charming ignored his mother; his father had returned to good health, he was free to leave again. He galloped away, galloped towards the woods that stole three lives.
First it stole the life of Angel, and then the life of Adele, and then of Snow. He was determined to win back one of those lives, or lose another.
***
"My Queen, please!" cried the servant trying to calm the insane woman. She had eaten the heart of Tomas; a messenger was already heading to tell Queen Lillian and King Richard. They would seek revenge on Isabelle, the servant knew the woman was insane now, and when she attacked him with the dagger he dodged her, moved out of her way and ran near the crib. Isabelle stopped and looked at the servant man, he looked around and knew there was nothing left to do, so he attacked the woman, pushed her with all his might and she fell backwards, forever.
When the guards arrived the servant told them what had happened. She attacked him after eating the Prince's heart, he had dodged her and she fell out the window.
"What is your story lad?"
"I came as the personal servant of Prince Tomas, my name is Rodger," he said. "Tomas was called here by the Queen under secret notice. He asked me to accompany him because we have known each other since we were children. I knew Adele." I loved Adele... but he didn't dare say that.
"Very well lad," the man said. "We could use a man with quick thoughts; you have saved the life of the King." Rodger understood the offer, and nodded. Plans were set for him to train to become a knight.
***
He rode the entire day and night until he reached the entrance of that forest. A little girl ran past him into the woods.
"Girl," The girl stopped and looked at him, there were tears in her eyes. "Help me, I beg of you."
"Sir, forgive me I would. But my sister has just died!" the girl cried she carried a blanket in her arms. "We must burry her today."
"I am looking for someone," Charming jumped down from his horse. "I am sorry to hear of your sister. But this girl, maybe you know her!"
The girl only stood there and let tears fall from her eyes. They couldn't burry Snow in the old blankets they had, she deserved better. So they laid her in her bed and Winter ran off to get a new, beautiful blanket to wrap Snow's body in, just like Snow had done for Papa.
"Hair as black as a raven's wing..."
"Skin as White as snow?" the girl asked, the tears stopped falling.
Charming grabbed the child by the shoulders.
"Where is she!"
"She was my sister!"
Charming stared at the child, that wasn't possible. He mounted his horse, pulling the girl on it with him.
"Tell me how to get there, child."
Winter directed him and he found the old cottage, how could he have not found it before? He shook the thoughts from his mind and entered to see Snow laying on her bed, still as pale as she was, she did not look dead.
He shook her twice gently then more forcefully.
"Snow! Wake up!" Snow just laid there.
"She is dead, Sir!" Winter screamed Mary laid a hand on the Prince's shoulders.
"Sir, did you know our sister?"
"Your sister?" Charming looked at Snow, it was her; no other woman looked anything like that.
Mary told him the story, all that she knew of it, Charming put the rest of it together, then cried. He was now dead as well.
Mary and Winter lifted Snow's body and wrapped it into the blanket. The hole was already dug. Charming sat dazed, not moving, just remembering the love he had for her. The love! Damn it I loved her!
He heard a grunt and noticed that the girls were about to burry the only woman he would ever love. He stopped them outside; the hole was so deep, so empty, so damned.
He unwrapped Snow's face and looked at her; he stared at her for a long time. Her pale skin was smooth, her beautiful eyes closed, her ruby lips soft and inviting... even in death.
He leaned down, he wanted to kiss those lips, he should have kissed her before, before it was too late. His lips touched hers, they were soft, sweet, beautiful...
Snow laid still, not moving, dead.
The girls lifted each end of the blanket and lowered her in gently. Charming wished he could have helped, but didn't think he had the strength. Winter's small grip loosened and Snow fell heavily into the deep ground, to lay forever in peace.
And thus the end of a story of a love so unforgettable, yet so tragic...
Charming never returned to his castle, he lived in the small cottage with the children, taking care of them as Snow had done. When they grew older and moved off on their own new children with a need replaced them.
King Joshua grew to become one of the greatest kings in all the land.
Adele and Angel were never found, if they were dead then the earth had swallowed them whole, if they were alive, then they had found their adventures.
Charming died an old man, never marrying, never again loving...
AN I know, I know.... I am a cruel, cruel, evil and terrible person... I've already been told! I thought it was a unique ending though. I stayed pretty close to the original story =) Anyways I thought it was more evil to have Charming live till he was old.... hehee that's so mean. Honestly when I reread this story my eyes get all watery and I think how the heck did I write this sad thing? (I am an evil cry baby!).
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Once upon a time,
For all fairy tales start in such a day
A young peasant boy was out to prove himself to people who shouldn't and didn't truly care
They mocked him to bother him,
So the peasant boy went to prove himself to these noblemen,
And to save his pride...
A young noble woman was being forced to marry a nobleman
Though, predictably, that was the last thing she wanted
In her search for freedom she left her home,
And lost everything she held dear...
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