Being the Fairest

Large brown eyes locked onto the ovular mirror before them. Their owner, on the other hand, nervously caressed her recently dyed hair hesitant on whether her mother would be pleased with the change. It was a unique color, the blue that was chosen and for this reason she was fond of it. The hair also matched the color of her, currently worn, signature blue dress. She would be once again the center of attention with everyone admiring her gorgeous features and beautiful hair. Evie gleamed at the thought and couldn't wait until it was time to leave this eerie castle.

"Mother I'm finished!" she called from the tallest tower. Subsequently, light footsteps could be heard climbing the lengthy stairs prompting Evie to open the door. Upon entering the room the Evil Queen was quick to reprimand her.

"Genevieve, princesses do not yell," her mother declared, apparent annoyance dripping from her voice.

Evie apologized sincerely wanting nothing more than for her mother to be happy with her. Tracking the Evil Queen's green-hued eyes, she saw them stare at her blue hair before delicately running fingers through it. Silence filled the room whilst her mother continued. Nevertheless deciding she couldn't wait anymore Evie spoke up.

"Do you like it mother?"

"It is acceptable Genevieve; fortunately it does not cause you to resemble a fruit like I feared."

Content with the answer she received, a large smile appeared on her face. However, it was quickly replaced when her mother spoke, up again.

"Wrinkles Genevieve wrinkles, furthermore your makeup needs to be applied," the Evil Queen said while leading Evie to her vanity mirror. Grabbing the makeup kit by the mirror the Queen instantly went to work. Brushes graced her face, lipstick dragged along her lips leaving no inch untouched. This went on for a long period of time with no one speaking, so as to prevent the slightest mistake.

However, for Evie these seemingly small moments were to be treasured and none could be better. Nothing could replace nor out do the times shared with her mother.

"Good, now you look decent enough to be a daughter of mine," the Evil Queen finally stated shattering the silence before beginning again. "Now get dressed we are leaving soon."

Shutting the door behind her the Queen left Evie in stillness. Few minutes passed as she waited for her mother, during this time loud shifting sounds could be externally heard. Due to curiosity she gazed through the large window by her bed observing the scene below her. Multiple trees bit and scratched at each other with the wind howling them on. Even the clouds seem to stop in order to watch the scene. Evie also watched completely knowing that she couldn't break them up due to past experience.

Just as she was about to leave, a solitary person shifted through the tress. They quickly made their way through the forest without a hitch. They even managed to avoid the catastrophe of swishing branches swinging aimlessly attempting to crush their respective opponents. Unfortunately, the figure quickly disappeared with the only identifying article being their severely ripped white vest.

"Genevieve, I am ready," the Evil Queen announced, her voice booming through the vanity mirror.

"All right mother I'll be down in a minute," she replied mentally reminding herself to check out the Haunted forest while grabbing her heart box purse.

Upon reaching the front entrance Evie spotted her mother about to open the door. This was the first time in a while in which she will be able to leave her home and return to the town. The sun shone high in the sky and excited to be able to touch her. The wind on the other hand seemed to be upset with their exiting, purposefully blowing her hair everywhere. Luckily, the Queen sauntered before her and was not aware of the events taking place. This thereby allowed her to acquire the hairbrush from within thus solving her problem.

Eventually the duo reached the congested town. From what could be seen the town was the same way as she could remember. Trash was thrown everywhere; the people were cursing, robbing and surviving the only way they knew. The shops had tattered roofs, broken walls and a majority of them even had broken windows. Some even had graffiti sprayed on their walls signifying Mal had been here.

Mal! That name brought anger into her body along with a bit of panic. How dare that fiend cause her and her mother to be forbidden from the outskirts of their home? And for what! Not inviting her to a birthday party. No-one ever bothered inviting Mal to parties due to her not showing up or just for being a malicious. However, Evie was the only one having to repent for what she did. If she ever saw that little miscreant...

"Genevieve, stop staring at that mess and follow me" her mother spoke loudly sounding irritated with Evie's commoner behavior.

Once breaking the one-sided staring contest Evie began to abide by the Queen's instructions. However, she at this moment realized she didn't know where they were going but thought nothing of it since she was back in her element. People all over the town were now beginning to stare at the two. Most likely due to her mother publicizing her name hence sparking chatter amongst the peasants.

A smirk plastered itself onto her face and an extra bounce was added to her step. Evie's signature hair flick also made an appearance, expressing how much she adored her new hair. She knew their return and her hair would be the talk of the town for a good while. During this while she would make sure to be on her best behavior therefore making sure they knew she was multiple ranks above them.

The bounces in her step abruptly came to a halt when she realized the Queen had stopped. Gazing upwards her eyes planted themselves onto the large brick tower. This tower was faintly familiar, then the realization hit. This was Maleficent's tower.