So, I said I wasn’t going to do this, but here it is.  Snow
Queen fanfic for SWATH.  Spoiler alerts for the film, obviously.
 I just can’t deny the chemistry between the two actresses, and
the conflict between the characters.  Short one-shot thing.
 Mostly for my own enjoyment.  You find her staring at the wall
on which her mirror used to rest.  You keep a respectable
distance, mostly out of habit, although your old roles have
fallen away and she stays hidden, alive, a ward under your
thumb.  It doesn’t feel like that — she’s not under your
control, and that’s not why she’s alive.  It feels like you’re
protecting her.  The thing you remember the clearest, as her
fingers wrap around yours, is how she looked when they found you
after the fall of your fathers reign.  She looked as she did now
— surprised, hurt, and a little relieved.  When the huntsman
said that you had to drive the blade in, and wait for the
revealing of the soul that came with death, you didn’t think he
really meant it in such a way.  Yet, as