The Other Side of the Story

The normal high school student, Raven, needs to analyse the famous fairy tale of Snow White. Thinking this as easy, she soon uncovers the truth about the perfect Snow White, and realizes it is much deeper, raw and tragic than the story we all know so "well".

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21. Deciding

 

What? She survived? Why? The questions were building up in me, as my confused mind read the ending of the chapter.

I couldn’t understand what had just happened so I could not wait a second longer. I pressed the button leading me to the next chapter.

Ravenna knew nothing of the events that had just transpired. She was beating herself up, even though she knew it was for the best. After a long time, being spent on crying in her bedroom she decided on something. The Queen of Vercorin would not care of the death she had caused. It was the protection of her child that mattered the most. And in the second she decided that, an invisible barrier was created around her heart. The feeling of carelessness replaced her timid and regretting being. She felt complete, now that she knew it was over. What was done was done, and there was nothing she could do now.  All she had to do was move on. It felt cold as ice thinking such thoughts but Ravenna did not care anymore. She should’ve.

The sound of galloping softened by snow, echoed through the forest each time Chestnut’s hooves touched the ground. He was panting, running faster and faster when his master kept whipping him forcing him to move forward. Snow White sat on the horse, her arms wrapped around the King who was steering Chestnut through the trees.

“When are we there?” Snow White yelled feebly above the loud tramping.

“Almost there. Hang on!” the King answered. When Snow White was still sitting on the ground, she had suddenly felt very sick. James had then carried her onto the horse and hurried away leaving the basket behind.

When they arrived at the castle, Snow White nearly fell off the horse that had abruptly come to a stop. The guards quickly saved her from landing on her head and brought her inside. The King asked some other servants to bring Chestnut into his stall and give him some extra treats for his good job.

Some medically experienced helpers were summoned and came running with healing medicine and herbs. Snow White was propped up on a bed, while the nurses scurried around. They patted her face with a damp cloth, took her temperature, and made her drink a cup of sarsaparilla, to calm her down. Snow White was feeling sick, tired and weak, but she knew she was fine. The only reason she was being treated was because the King had asked for it. That was what she thought, but little did she know the poison was still cursing through her veins. In her sedated state of being, Snow White’s face contorted into a grimace when a young woman carefully rubbed an opened Aloe Vera plant onto her skin, where she had developed rashes. That was just a mere effect of the apple.

When Ravenna heard all of this commotion, she decided to set her mind elsewhere by helping, so she stepped out into the hall. Servants hurried past her, bringing all sorts of things carried in their hands.

“What’s going on?” the Queen asked a by passing man. Out of respect and order he stopped.

“Snow White is back. And she’s dying."

End of chapter fourteen

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