"I see you have retrieved us our dinner with the huntsman." Said the queen.

"Yes mother, I would have gotten so much more but I thought the deer would be enough for now."

"Yes, yes, now go change out of those filthy rags." The queen looked up and down at Snow's appearance. "It's covered in blood."

"Oh, I didn't notice." Snow realized the blood that was blending in with her black leather outfit.

"Now go and put one of those dresses on, we're going to go meet someone. Also, try to act lady like, I don't need you embarrassing me."

"Who are we meeting?"

"A prince."

"Of course." Snow thought to herself.

"For me or for you?" Snow laughed.

"For you, I'm still looking." The queen said disappointed.

Snow excused herself and mumbled, "You can have him." as she exited the throne room.