<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/SavinaHime/snow-white_zpsrfrh5h6k.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name/Alias</strong>: Snow White<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:  Regal red and gold (picture of the mirror included) (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=208954457[/URL) >  Dream outfit  (http://www.polyvore.com/snow_whites_nightmare_ball/set?id=212233062[/URL)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Kordes, the royal capital of the continent Rosalia {Western Pan-Germany}  Throne room>Bedchamber>Dream world<br/><strong>Current Action(s)</strong>: Conversing>Dreaming<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:Belle, Thumbelina, Sebastian, Maleficent and Gray> Rumpelstiltskin {Closed}<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>{Maleficent} "Well...there is, I'm sure, something you can do for me, Snow White." The fae queen wasn't even using titles with Snow. It wasn't in her nature to allow humans even a hint of respect. "I have watched your kingdom thrive....and for too long, it has gotten uncomfortably close to my people."<br/><br/>The lack of title from Maleficent did not bother Snow White, she had been quite fond of her time with the dwarves as she lived without the burdens that came with a royal title and a crown, what did bother her however was the tone Maleficent used and the look in her eyes.<br/><br/>Snow White was more than willing to get to know any person as an individual, but she wasn't about to tolerate threats being made in her own castle, where her cherished friends resided. It just wasn't going to happen.<br/><br/>{Maleficent} "There is one thing that...if offered to me...it would be impossible to resist. I'm sure even a simple mind like a humans can comprehend it." She glanced towards the gathered group. "That would be your destruction."<br/><br/>Snow White's face bore an expression of regal indifference now as she gazed into Maleficent's cold face, this maliciousness reminded in some ways of her late stepmother, she knew well enough now to take heed and always be prepared when dealing with a person of such quality. The carefully hidden slits on both sides of her gown would allow her easy access to the daggers strapped to her thighs if it became necessary.<br/><br/>{Maleficent} "I don't hide my contempt for your race. They have brought nothing but death and destruction to my people....MY lands. And while the death of all of you would be like the sweetest ambrosia, if you were to simply...leave...it would achieve the same purpose."<br/><br/>That irritated a little bit, to have her kingdom compared to what King Stefan's kingdom did to her, surely a being as old and wise as Maleficent should know that no two beings of either mortal or immortal nature were alike. How would Maleficent like it if she compared her to that Djinn with his cheap dangerous deal makings?<br/>She kept her cool though, Snow White was certainly not about to let the fae woman get the better of her, she had been little more than a frightened teenage girl when her stepmother tried to kill her... but she was full grown and strong now, she would fearlessly stand her ground.<br/><br/>{Maleficent} "Leave these lands...and never return. You would be rid of me, and not have to worry about me joining this Djinn in your squabbles. Perhaps I might fight him myself...who's to know. But you asked what you can do...and now I've told you. Wipe the human plague from these lands." She sneered. "If you don't, I'm sure the Djinn will. And I will be helping whoever does."<br/><br/>“I think perhaps, it might be best, Lady Maleficent... if you took your leave now, this discussion is quite concluded” Snow White replied, her face untouched by anything that might suggest Maleficent had gotten under her skin, her tone cool and calm “If you decide to align with Rumpelstiltskin and he betrays you... you know where to find me. Sometimes one must see the ugly truth for themselves before they open their eyes... now, I wish you a safe journey home, Lady Maleficent”<br/><br/>Snow White dipped her head respectfully at Maleficent before she turned and approached where Sebastian stood by the door, she briefly turned back toward her friends and the newcomer Gray “Doc will see to it that everyone receives comfortable quarters... Sebastian, can you please make sure our fae guest is able to leave without being... harassed... by any guards? I would appreciate it, just simply not a good reputation for any castle to have. Guards attacking our guests and what not.”<br/><br/>In truth, Snow White wanted Sebastian to ensure the safety of unsuspecting castle occupants from the cruel wrath of the fae woman, it really did sadden Snow White what Stefan's actions did to Maleficent, but there was nothing at the moment that Snow White could do to convince Maleficent of her sincere goodwill... not when Rumpelstiltskin was willing to satisfy her darker ambitions. The time would come though, Snow White would be patient and when it inevitable came, she would be there to help the fae return to the kind individual she was rumored to be before Stefan.<br/><br/>For now however, Snow White just needed to get out of the throne room and retreat to the quiet of her chambers, her head was starting to throb like nobodies business with all the days events. Maleficent was just simply icing on the infernal cake.<br/>“I need to rest, my head is about to explode” Snow White murmured softly to Sebastian before she quietly departed from the room, fully trusting her dear old friend to make certain the castle occupants were safe before he too retired for the night. She would explain herself to herself to the others in the morning... so much in one day, it made for a splitting migraine.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Snow White rubbed at her forehead as she shut and locked the bedchamber door behind her, a heavy sigh escaping the young queen as she lifted her gaze up to gaze across the dim candelight of the room toward her curtained four poster bed... sleep was not something that came easily to Snow White anymore, she had her bitch of a late stepmother to thank for that... but alas... this throbbing nightmare in her head demanded a good rest whether she liked it or not.<br/><br/>Crossing the room, Snow White lifted the golden crown from her head and placed it on the bedside table before she pulled aside a section of curtain she allow her to roll into bed, she wasn't even going to bother to change out of her gown. Her head immediately protested violently at even the very thought of getting out of bed.<br/>Sighing softly, Snow White slid over to Florian's side of the bed and cuddled her cheek into his pillow, it still smelled faintly of his pleasantly musky cologne, spicy but not overpowering... it made a tear leak from the corner of Snow White's eye, the pillow absorbing it before it really had a chance to go anywhere “Florian... I miss you, my love... I need your smile, your light...”<br/><br/>Eventually as she lay there longingly smelling the almost faded away scent of her late husband, Snow White drifted off into the void of sleep... however, her dreams... they did not begin as they usually did...<br/>She found herself standing in a long dimly lit hallway, sparsely decorated and abandoned of anyone besides herself, realizing then as well as she went to take a step that her skirts were much heavier around her legs than she recollected... she gazed down to see herself garbed in an elaborate crimson ballgown accented in silver, she lifted the skirt a bit to get a good look at her feet to find she was wearing formal shoes baring an obnoxiously tall thin heel... what kind of dream was this?<br/>A terrible feeling of foreboding weighing down heavily upon her, Snow White reluctantly took steps closer and closer to the only door in sight at the end of the hallway, it was clear the dream was directing her towards this specific door...<br/><br/>Grasping the cold metal handle, Snow White turned the knob and pushed the door open, she stepped through and gasped when she found herself standing before what looked to be the day she married Florian, it was the wedding ball... but... if she was dreaming about her wedding day, why wasn't she wearing her wedding gown? None of this made any sense...<br/>Snow White carefully moved towards the group of people standing near the long elegantly decorated refreshment table “Excuse me, good people, but where is King Florian? I must see him immediately”<br/>Expecting to quickly find him as she always did when she dreamed about him, Snow White was greatly taken aback when the man and woman she approached looked at her with great puzzlement “King Florian? We've never even heard of a king by the name, and besides... the high king wouldn't take too kindly to another king sniffing around you, Princess Snow White”<br/><br/>“Princess? I am not a princess anymore, Florian and I married and merged our kingdoms into Rosalia, I am a queen, now please... enough of this jest, where is my husband?” Snow White pressed them, taking a step forward, her heart all the while beginning to race frantically in her chest “Where is Florian?!”<br/><br/>“I think the princess in unwell, perhaps she hit her head?” The woman whispered to the man “We should fetch the high king and let him take care of his bride-to-be”<br/>The man nodded “Yes, he will want to take care of her himself, let us fetch him quickly. Please remain here, Princess Snow White”<br/><br/>“I am a queen!” Snow White groaned at their backs as their hurried took off into the crush of people out on the dance floor “Ugh, what is going on? I need to wake up, this is just too strange!”<br/>Closing her eyes, Snow White attempted to wake herself as she often did when dreams became too much, but as she opened her eyes and the scenery remained as it was... it was quite clear that this dream was not at all like any others she'd had... something strange was at work here...<br/><br/>Pushing away from the refreshment table instead of waiting for this 'high king', Snow White moved to enter into the crush of people, surely someone else might tell her what she wanted to know, she quickly grabbed hold on a man's elbow "Sir, where is King Florian? Have you seen him?"<br/>Once more Snow White was met with a puzzled expression, the man stepped closer and peered into her face as if trying to see if her face was flushed from too much to drink or some such thing before he leaned back with the puzzled look remaining "Princess, are you alright? There is not and has never been a King Florian, but... I do believe the high king is looking for you, he has been highly anticipating your presence to celebrate your engagement. You should go find him right away"<br/><br/>Before Snow White could open her mouth to speak one word, the man turned and was lost amid the dancers, her chocolate eyes glanced about everywhere trying to spot where he had vanished to, but he was no where in sight "What is this? This makes no sense... and I can't make myself wake up..."<br/>Panic began to bloom in her chest, it wasn't possible that... that she had been inflicted with another sleeping curse, was it? Had Maleficent done this to her? Though Maleficent dealt more in poison needles and she hadn't pricked her finger at all and she hadn't eaten or drank anything since the arrival of the fae, so...what was happening here?!<br/><br/>