Snow Whyte and the Queen of Mayhem by Melissa Lemon

Author:Melissa Lemon [Lemon, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781462111459
Publisher: Cedar Fort, Inc.
Published: 2012-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

A Faithful Servant

Horrified and perversely amused, I realized that what the queen needed at this time was a faithful servant, one who would kill at her command without question. But let’s be realistic, when you torture your subjects and burn their homes, loyalty is a little hard to come by. She first stopped at the prison where her guards held captives until they faced their day of “justice.”

I watched as she burst through the door. Three men were seated on the stone benches lining the barred cell doors. They jumped to their feet when they saw the queen.

“Queen Radiance,” they said together, as if rehearsed, bowing their heads.

The queen looked at each of them, studying their gruff physiques.

“No, you’re not quite right for the job, I think.”

What a bizarre thing for the queen to say. If not her own guards and executioners, who else would she require to murder her daughter? What awful plan was she devising?

Queen Radiance spun around and stormed out of the room. I watched the men each let out a sigh of relief as they sat back down on their stone benches.

I watched her dash about the castle, sure and determined, but who was she trying to locate? She walked in haste through a corridor brightened by the sun bursting through the cold windows. And as she did, a young man passed her. He carried a slaughtered furry buck upon his shoulder.

“You there,” she called, turning and pointing a finger at him. “Halt.”

The young man stopped, the weight of the beast bearing down on his back and legs. He twisted around to make eye contact with the woman giving commands.

“Who are you?” she inquired.

The lack of humility in the boy’s response surprised me. He did not even attempt to bow or lower his eyes. “Why, I’m your beast carter, Queen Radiance. Unless of course you intend to have me beheaded. Then you’ll have to find another.”

Lucky for him, the queen ignored his lack of respect. “You are young,” she pointed out.

“You must have the best eyesight in all of Mayhem,” the boy remarked.

Queen Radiance looked deep into his brown eyes before taking strides in a circle around him, scrutinizing every inch of his physique. His hair rivaled the queen’s in blackness, and he wore it combed away from his face, cut to the nape of his neck.

“And you’re attractive.”

If you can call covered in sweat and blood attractive. I think his baggy shirt must have been white at one time, but patches of dingy yellow and splotches of red—some dried and faded, others fresh—made for the dirtiest shirt I’d ever seen. Black suspenders held up his black trousers, his shirt puffing out at the waist.

“I underestimated you, my good queen. You must have the best eyesight in the entire world.”

He laughed at his own joke, the sound ringing and echoing through the corridor. He had a charming smile, the kind that crinkles cheeks and brightens eyes. I hoped the queen would not kill him for his arrogance or sarcasm, but she looked like she might.

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