“Go on, have a bite.”
My beauty has always opened doors to me. In my day and age a woman is only as important as the purpose she fills, and being decorative served both my husbands’ purposes and my own. For I never had any intention of being just a wife. I was always to be QUEEN.
Everyone who has heard the story has assumed my anger towards my stepdaughter was a matter of vanity. Nothing could be further from the truth. I said my beauty opened doors, but my intelligence and talent carried me the rest of the way. Snow Whites only virtue was her beauty, her ‘sweetness’… she was a simpleton. I’m sorry, but really; her greatest talent was getting in my way. With her beauty, she was the fly in my ointment. She was detracting from my beauty, MY appeal… she was locking all those doors, slamming them in my face; and the little fool didn’t even realize it.
So I did what any clearheaded, success driven woman would; I removed the obstacle. At least, I thought I had, until my mirror revealed the truth. Understand, it was never personal; but isn’t an unmonitored threat even more dangerous than one plainly seen? Which is why I decided to do the job myself. One really can only rely on oneself.
But the apple failed, true loves kiss won in the end, and I found myself chased to my doom… or was I? I AM practiced in the dark arts. I’ve always been patient; I can bide my time. And a woman should be nothing if not resourceful.
Besides, there are so many more doors that open to a pretty face.