“Mirror, mirror, on the water,

Tell me all about my step-daughter.”

Grimhilde stared at the surface of the pond, waiting for an answer.

Nothing.

Not a peep.

“Stupid reflection. Stupid pond. Stupid Snow White!”

The reflection of her face contorted into an ugly grimace.

“I was the fairest of them all, once,” Grimhelde addressed the terrified frogs who were sat, frozen, on the lily pads, unable to move, in case she cast a spell on them. “Yes, I was. Queen Grimhelde. That was me. The fairest, and the most feared. People quaked in my presence. My dear King, oh how he loved me. But he wouldn’t stop loving her.”

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