SNOW

C2: SNOW

WRITERS POV

EIGHTEEN YEARS LATER

EAST DUKE MANSION BATHORE

Laying on the bed is a beauty with hair as white as snow now scattered all over the pillow.

Her skin smooth and pale like a white jade, pouting her red heart shaped lips and fluttering her dark full lashes which weren't long looking breathtakingly beautiful as she slept peacefully,

occasionally changing her position, flipping from one side to the other until the cockcrows.

Waking up due to the sound of the cockrow she couldn't help but rub her deep blue eyes.

They tried to adjust to the bright light having its way into her room through the half closed curtain hanging over the glass window in her room.

she wished she could have a nice day even though she knew it would be a stressful one, 'but it wouldn't hurt being positive’ she thought with a smile on her face as she gazed at the sun feeling energetic.

Snow stood up and stretched her limbs.

She started arranging her bed as she sang her favorite song with her melodious voice.

She paused immediately when she heard an aggressive knock on the door, she knew who it would be.

"Good morning father" she greeted as she opened the door for a man who seemed to be in his early forties,

He was handsome with his blonde hair neatly combed backwards.

One would admire him if not for the scarry look on his face.

"Haven't I warned you not to call me father" he said with disgust.

She tried to apologize and he cut her off

"You're a curse and I would never accept a thing like you as my child" he spat with so much hatred and Snow could only look down.

“I apologize My Lord,” she said.

" Save your apologies.

I want you to go to the market and buy some fruits for me and my wife, make sure they are fresh else I would deal with you " he ordered and left.

Snow knew that her father hated her and her mother but she couldn't figure out why he did so.

He only cared about his mistress and their son, disregarding his legal wife and daughter.

He had never hidden his disgust and undiluted hatred for them.

Snow couldn't help but wonder where the fruits she bought yesterday evening went,

that made him ask for another one.

She decided to go to the kitchen the maids began to gossip she was used to it no one truly loved her nor genuinely respected her as the daughter of a Duke including the maids,

Except Lydia, her mother's personal maid who chose to serve her faithfully.

She was like a second mother to her and her daughter Freya was a sister and a friend she never had; they were the only ones who did not disrespect nor hate her no matter what.

On seeing Lydia the lady greeted her and she asked “ Lydia do you have any idea where the fruits I bought yesterday evening for lady Elizabeth is”

the woman sighed

“ My lady, Lady Elizabeth, asked Lola to get rid of them.

She said she can't have them today even though they were still fresh and edible as well.

The woman explained

Snow was stunned for a moment but she knew her father's mistress.

She would do anything within her power to frustrate her and her mother while keeping her facades before her father.

And to think that he could not see through it for nineteen years made her wonder if her father was too blind or if she was extremely cunning.

Snow left the kitchen.

She went in search of the butler to take the money needed for the fruits.

On her way she met her step brother Ethan who scoffed and glared at her.

stopping on his tracks he grinned.

“white haired witch do you always have to walk around I thought you usually worked at Mrs Aria's shop so what are you still doing here flashing you old hair before me”

He said with a crook smile, he would never miss a chance to look for her trouble whenever the opportunity presents itself,

And today was one of those days.

Snow ignored him just as she wanted to walk past him he said again “are you deaf as well dear older witch”.

Snow turned to him less bothered about his remarks.

“You know I'm much better than you at least I work hard and don't depend on my father's wealth but you?,

Urgh you're a waste of bedtime energy, you are a drunk, a womanizer

Who goes to every brothel in the whole eastern Bathor and if given the opportunity you would visit the ones in the whole Bathor Kingdom aren't you ashamed of yourself,

Wasting father's wealth yet you don't work hard.

Father must be grieving inwardly, and yes I'm older than you by a few months and still better than you in all aspects why not look up to me mummy's boy”

she replied and walked away leaving an embarrassed Ethan behind.

He felt humiliated as he watched her figure which disappeared once it turned to a corner.

She went to the butler who was busy cautioning the maids on what to do.

“ Greetings to you lady Snow, how may I be of help to you this morning” he said, his tone passive.

Rueben didn't like the miss but neither did he hate her for he sees nor reason to and he was here for his job and not to judge nor feel anyway about anyone.

“ Rueben, I need ten silver coins to buy some fruit for the Duke's mistress,” she explained.

He brought out the coins and handed it over to her.

“Here it is my lady, the Duke already informed me about it” he said.

She took the coins and put them in her coin stash .

She couldn't help but feel like she had forgotten something but she couldn't just remember what it was.