Chapter Four

This is the fourth chapter of the Snow white story, so far I've written this much about the siege and the journey to Snow White's castle where the real battle will begin soon enough.

Meanwhile.
Back in the fields in front of Snow White's kingdom.

The moment of dawn was coming upon the Kingdom after a long night of preparation for the oncoming battle to come, the army of Snow White's father the king were asleep in the fields with their weapons close to them encase of a sneak attack whilst the king himself was sleeping in the high tent.
All seemed quiet for the whole of the night when suddenly something unthinkable happened.
On the front of the fields, the vanguard warriors of Richard de Faolan's great army were assembled in about a dozen long straight lines, they were all standing together at the ready with daybreak coming upon the horizon.
The front few rows with spears and pikes at the ready they were backed up by the two rows of crossbowmen and few rows of dark warriors with swords and axes, sabres and maces and other weapons with the four rows of archers at the rear. They were awaiting the command of their leader who was on horseback, and was riding to the front of the lines.
When Richard came to the front of the lines, he overseen the front of the lines before he turned to the camps in the field before him and then gave a signal for the archers to send a volley of fire upon the rows of camps.
The archers each in the line lit their arrows on fire and drew their bows, taking aim for the skies before they released a mirage of a thousand arrows upon the camp.
The Fire Arrows flew in the mid winds before they landed upon the field where the camps stood. At that moment before the mirage of fire arrows fell upon and were about to touch the grounds and parts of the camp, the guards of the night watch gave sound of the alarm, alerting the king's army that they're under attack.
Soon the army's soldiers were roused from their tents, some came out from their tents which were burning from the fire arrows whilst some fell from being burnt and others coming to their aid to get them seen to by healers and physicians.

On the hill in front of the camp, the Vanguard stood still at ease and were ready for the order to march whilst Richard watched from the rear for a moment before he decided the time was right.
He turned to his captain and then gave the order to lead the vanguard in the assault upon the camp.
With the order given the Phelanian captain rode to the front, drawing his sword he shouted. "Forward, advance!"
Line after line began to march forward with their captain leading the way, advancing towards the camp for a skirmish upon the surviving knights who stood at camp.

Back in the king's army's Camp.

Stepping out to get ready to defend their grounds, even the king himself was getting his armour as soon as the alarm was sounded. After getting his armour fitted and his sword belt tied, the king stepped outside his tent and walked to the rear of the camp where two rows of archers were waiting in line for the order from their captains. They stood at ease when the king arrived at the front.
"Archers, first row will draw bows, the second row will light arrows." said the king, giving his command to the archers who did as ordered. The front line drew their bows loaded with black arrows and released, firing upon the first line of skirmishers, they took down at least a dozen on the first and second row of the Vanguard to spur them into charging. It worked, they started breaking into a trot on the field before the second line lit their arrows and drew their bows before the king gave the order to release.

Within moments the fire arrows from the king's lines landed on the fields where the vanguard were marching when it suddenly got sat alright. The whole field of flames spread across and engulfed the first few rows in fire, giving the king's army the chance to properly assemble the front lines.
By the time the army itself was assembled and battle ready even though some of them were burnt by the flames, the cavalry had arrived from the castle to stand behind the army and the rest fell into place, eager to fight back against the opposing army.
Soon the flames on the fields died down and all that was left of the vanguard were only a few hundred left. The rest were already dead before the king's army charged into battle in a mid clash of swords.
As hour passed into the morning of the day, the bodies of dozens in the king's army began to pile up along with those hundreds of Lord Richard's Phelanian soldiers with every hard strike of weapons from each side and clash of shields in the deep midst of the great battle and it seemed that victory was near. But the reinforcements that were sent into battle by Richard's order were outnumbering the King's forces two to one.
When a long hour into the battle had passed on the king ordered his army to fall back, soon the royal Horsemen were sent in to fend off any attackers coming whilst the archers shot down the masses of soldiers to cover the King's surviving warriors retreating into safety in the outer walls of the castle. Upon seeing his plan working as he hoped, Richard called his soldiers back into lines for victory was theirs. But the time to set up a siege will come soon enough.
The king turned his horse along with his personal guard including Brighton and they went to the castle to retreat with the warriors and their families who took refuge inside the walls of the castle. As soon as all soldiers were inside they closed the gates and prepared for a long siege which would come when the siege weapons are brought forward. After dismounting from his horse, the king turned and went to the stairs leading to the walkway of the wall to look upon the view of the oncoming army who were standing outside their doorstep, waiting to burst into the castle and burn it to the ground.

Meanwhile in the far distance from Snow White's Kingdom.

The great Valencian army was on the march forth to Snow White's father's kingdom.
It was by the king Bryant's command after he made his decision to aid Snow White and save her father, the warriors and soldiers, Horsemen of the cavalry were gathered together for a battle against the armies of Richard de Faolan.
After the whole army was assembled, armoured and prepared for battle, Prince Alcott and Snow White rode out of the kingdom, leading the army forward into the open grounds and through the fields towards her home. They rode long and fast across the open fields of the regions to head in direction of Snow white's kingdom which was now halfway from where they rode.
Stopping at a small region for rest, the armies spread out to make camp for the night.
The great fires were made in their hundreds for each circle of high tents and the little fires were made at small tents on the outside with posts set up for protection from outside invaders. Within one of those high tents of the inner grounds of the camp, Snow white was settling into the comforts of her accommodation.
Sitting down before a mirror she brushed her raven black hair in her night gown slowly whilst she thought of her father for some time, she feared for the worst of the on going siege in her lands but still she hoped for the best that her friends' lives were in safe grounds whilst her father fought hard. She was finished with brushing her hair when the door flap opened.
Prince Alcott's page Charles Renbock entered the tent and then bowed before the princess.
Snow White turned to see him and then she rose from her chair to turn to him, approaching Charles she curtseyed him before she spoke. "Charles Renbock, welcome to my humble tent."
"I accept your warm welcome my lady, I've come here with news from your scouts who have seen the battle at your kingdom my lady." said Charles. Snow White's attention glowed with interest, she moved to get a drink of water for Charles and offered it to him before she spoke. "Then please take a drink and tell me what you have heard from them."
After sipping some water from his cup, Charles took a moment to think on the words before he explained.
"The reports are bad, they say that Richard's army has begun its assault on the kingdom and the army has held the vanguard for so long before they had to make a retreat back to the Castle but they can't hold off the line for too long."
Snow White's head lowered as she imagined the worst when Charles spoke again.
"But the good news is that one such scout found a short way to the battlefield, just entering through the mountain pass which should enable us to come through without alerting Richard's scouts on the next part of the region."

"Is that so?" asked Snow White.

"Absolutely my lady, the scout confirmed it as he followed it to the end. As far as your husband Alcott knows, he believes also that the Quickest way to your father's kingdom would have to be that passage way. It now falls on your opinion."
When Charles finished his remark on her choice, Snow White thought it for a short moment as she stood up and walked around the space of her tent, her mind was almost divided for once until she listened to her heart.
She turned to Charles before she said to him. "We shall let the army sleep for now, we'll head out one hour and a half before dawn and then we'll move out to the passage way quickly in the dark. We will move the armies one column at a time before we ride for battle and meet with Richard de Faolan's army in combat."

"Very good my lady, I'll inform your husband of your choice." said Charles, taking one last sip from his cup before he placed it aside on the table and begun to leave, but Snow White called to him and spoke.
"Charles, please tell my husband that I shall visit his tent later on tonight."
"Very well my lady, I shall in form him of your visit at once. I bid you good night lady Snow." said Charles before he bowed and went on his way to see the Prince Alcott and lay forth his instructions and his message from Snow.

Back in Snow White's kingdom.

After a short and sweet siege on the town at the front of the kingdom, the forces of Richard de Faolan were at the moment advancing across the bridge towards the castle.
The first line of soldiers began their crossing towards the front gate when all of a sudden an explosion was heard from underneath their feet and the bridge began to collapse from beneath them, soon the bridge started falling down taking at least a hundred warriors, including the skirmishers of the front line.
Even the battering ram that half of the hundred warriors were pushing fell along with the front army, now with the Bridge completely destroyed, the army's attack was halted for the time until they can build a bridge and cross over to the Castle, completing their conquest so they could achieve victory.
The King himself was standing on the balcony of his front castle when the bridge fell, cutting off the castle from the main land the plan which devised by half pint himself, had stopped the siege in its own tracks.
He saw lord Richard who was mounted when he saw the whole bridge fall down and he gave a roar of rage, shaking his hands in front of him in fury and anger for a short few seconds, the king laughed at Richard's hysteria before he gave applause for a job well done.

Seeing the King laugh from his balcony, Richard sat on his mount watching with fumes coming from his nostrils, turning to his right side he called his guard to fetch his crossbow.
When the guard went off and returned with Richard's crossbow after a while, Richard took aim at the king before he pulled the trigger and shot the bolt at the castle. Seeing the man shoot something, the king ducked down just as Half-pint was coming into the room through the doorway and heard a thump on the wall.
He looked up to see a black bolt hanging there, and looked to the king who was on the floor.
With concern and distress, half-pint the dwarf went up to the king and asked him.
"Are you alright your majesty?"

"Yes I'm alright, just a bit lucky I ducked down before Richard's bolt shot a target with my name on it, the man is getting better with his aim. I have to admit it, he is getting better." said the king.
"Well it was only a lucky shot, but I hope he doesn't shoot again. come your highness we have to stay away from the windows encase they take target practise and aim for the windows." said Half-pint, gesturing for the king to come away from the window.
Looking to the window the king decided it best to return.
"You're right, Half-pint. We better leave the windows and warn the others."
The king said, crawling away from the window and over to the door where half-pint stood, they left through the door before a couple more bolts came flying into the room, piercing the walls. They went down the stairs of the tower to one of the halls and then to the main hall where the towns people and guards were staying inside, keeping the children calm and keeping order among the people in the hopes that they'll receive help from Alcott's army.
Baker Margaret and Brighton were busy caring for some of the townspeople who were scared of the invasion outside the castle, most of them were a bit shaken up from the howls of the raids, and had to flee to the walls and shelters of the castle for safety and protection.
Some of them were pulling through, helping the wounded soldiers in the rooms throughout the castle whilst the bakers were working in the kitchens to feed the townspeople and the servants and to raise their morals and spirits, the king over seen those of his people. The walls of the castle were well guarded around the standing ground, so far it was holding for almost a while as they hoped Alcott and his whole army would come on time.
After what was almost a while, Baker Margaret decided to take the time to sit down at the corner and rest for a while. Brighton was busy treating one of the soldiers when he looked up and noticed Margaret sitting down in the corner. Seeing her looking so lonely and exhausted in the corner, Brighton called for Grim and asked if he could handle treating the soldier before him whilst he tends to Baker Margaret who was looking so distressed. Seeing her for himself, Grim decided to take over Brighton's job, leaving Brighton to head past the rows of beds towards Baker Margaret. When He came to her he kneeled down before her.
"Dear Margaret, how are you feeling?" he asked her kindly.
When Baker Margaret looked up to Brighton, her eyes brightened up as she spoke. "I think I'll pull through Brighton, there's no need to worry for me I'm just feeling a little tired from all that hard work that's all."
"Well you don't look so bright, so why don't you go to bed and take some rest. I and the others will take care of the rest of the troops, we'll be fine for the time being and I'll be sure to wake you up before sunset." said Brighton.
"I can't go and get some rest, there's a lot to do her and I'd rather keep busy." Margaret protested.
"Margaret for once in your life could you take a suggestion, I'm only saying so to help you stay strong and as I love you so much, I'd be lost without you. so please do me this favour; go and get some rest for me." Brighton said.
Baker Margaret sat still with her thoughts whilst Brighton waited for her answer, her mind still determined to help the soldiers and the kitchen staff but her heart said that rest is more important for her as well.
So on listening to her heart for a few seconds, Baker Margaret spoke.
"You're probably right, but could you come with me Brighton? I don't want to sleep in my own bed alone."
"Alright Margaret, I'll come with you and stay by your side whilst you get some sleep. come on." Brighton said, pulling his love onto her feet before they went off through one of the rooms to Baker Margaret's room where they stayed.
The king walked across the hall, looking on the people who knelt down and he nodded to them.
He then stopped by the bedside of one of his wounded soldiers who was lying down sleeping, he knelt down beside the soldier who slept and he looked on him for a moment. The soldier woke up before he turned his head round to see the king kneeling down and hovering over him, he spoke. "Your Highness, I didn't know you were here."

"Please don't speak, just rest easy and regain your strength. I heard that you've fought so bravely." said the king.

"I Have indeed my lord and I've fought not just for you, but for my family." said the soldier.

"And I'm sure that if your father is alive or dead he will still be proud of his good son, you. Now rest easy and recover." said the king as the soldier nodded to his king, who stood up and wondered past the other soldiers and spoke with each one of them, giving them gratitude and hope as he felt they deserved it for the effort they've given in.
It was a cold and tiring day for the healers, but it was more or less a hard time for a first day during an open siege on a single hill castle with the army on their front doorstep.

In the camps of Richard de Faolan's army.

The warriors of the army were split into a few groups, some were setting up tents for camp in a long siege whilst some were out hunting and others were in the forests cutting down trees for building siege machines and weapons to attack the castle whilst some building a long plank to walk across to the castle. The rest were gathering water and provisions from the conquered town.
All were busy with tasks whilst the officers were sitting together in a meeting with Lord Richard, all were sharing ideas in making plans for the time before the next day when they'll begin the siege.
After the short meeting with their Lord, some of the officers called for their engineers and tasked them to build trebuchets and catapults to keep the defenders occupied until they can ready their wooden bridge. From then they'd ready their battering ram to breach the main gate at the castle front, then they'll be able to search the castle top to bottom, raid it of its treasures and then burn it to the ground.
Preparation was the high priority for the Faolan army.

Once his high tent was set up, Richard had his servants bring most of his treasures into the tent and set the place up as a living quarters for their lord himself before they went to help the others set up some more high tents for their officers and generals to settle into.
By the time the camps were set up for the day, the sun was beginning to set down on the horizon.
The fires were getting set up in small spots around the open areas of the camp and food was being provided for the starving warriors who worked hard enough, they then begun a celebration to commemorate their first victory on this great kingdom in the rich lands.
Whilst the warriors were drinking together in celebration, Richard was standing by the outside entrance of his tent with a cup in his hand. He was thinking of Lady Snow White and how he was planning to have her husband and her father killed before he executed her as well and claim lordship over the kingdom.

He stood for a long while taking sips of wine from his cup at a short time whilst his thoughts ran about his head and how much he looked forward to coming back home after his conquest.

The next couple of days.

Over those two days, the Valencian army was coming close to the battle grounds where the Faolan army were setting the siege into motion as the catapults launched boulders out towards the castle.
The defenders and residents of the Castle did their best to defend the castle, with their archers shooting at the engineers working on the catapults and trebuchets.
Only a few were picked off one by one which were only lucky shots in those two days but the siege raged on like a firestorm in the wide spread forests, but the bridge was almost complete as progress had been made and by the third day it would soon be ready for crossing the open moat.

When the third day had come and the wooden Bridge was finally fixed up and ready for use, the two long lines of warriors raised the bridge and brought it to the open gap between the main land and the castle.
Defended by their archers and crossbows, the lines of troops moved the bridge slowly and carefully at an easy pace for a while since the morning until they were close to the edge.
They placed the bridge down and moved back when another couple of groups carrying a couple of logs approached and laid them in front of the wooden bridge for balance to move it over the other side.
Soon the two groups started setting the bridge on top of the logs, using their weight they moved the bridge forward across the gap. With archers covering their movement at a slow pace.
For hours they moved the bridge closer to the edge with no one stopping them.
On the outer wall Butcher was watching the bridge's end which was getting close to the broken end, seeing that he'll have to do something he went to the other side and grabbed a crossbow before he shot a bolt at one of the workers at the bridge side, knocking him down.
Taking cover he hid behind one of the pillars as arrows buzzed past his position, he knew well that the war would be over soon enough. When he turned around with his loaded crossbow, Butcher fired another bolt at a commanding officer on horseback which took him down when an arrow flew into his arm.
Butcher fell back when the arrow hit him and he collapsed on the ground, grunting in pain.
Grimm and Chuck came up to the wall when they saw him lying on the floor wounded, they went out in the open as arrows came flying in the open, risking their lives. They continued across the wall until they reached their friend and dragged him to the other side. They were only a quarter away when Grimm got hit by a couple of arrows to the chest and he fell down.
Only Chuck was left to bring Butcher out of the open and into safety, which he did by the time the bridge was set down and in place for crossing over to the other side on the hill. The soldiers gave a cheer of praise for their success on laying the new wooden bridge down on the hills edge.
Richard de Faolan was mounted on his horse when he witnessed the bridge being laid out and smiled for its success, now that the first part of his plan was all set. With the first part done he turned to his general, who nodded in agreement to set the second part of the plan in motion at once.
After his general rode off, Richard turned his horse to face his army affront.

"Warriors of de Faolan, soldiers of the shadow. Behold the passage way to victory and I say let us take it as ours, break down the doors and enter the castle. spare the king himself but don't let the rest live. understood my warriors?" the soldiers gave roars in unison as an answer to their lord.

"So take no prisoners except the spoils of war, take what treasures you find in the castle and let my will and action be done, hail Faolan." Richard said as the soldiers replied. "Hail Faolan!" together a few times before their leader turned back to the castle.
Drawing his sword out, Richard then swung it in the air and out forth in a signalled gesture for charge.
The first few lines made the charge across the fields, taking the battering ram with them. In full speed they brought forth the battering ram the bridge and crossed over. When it was well across the bridge, they brought it to the front doorway before they started bashing on the door with the ram.
At the other side of the door, defenders were gathering what forces they have left together to make a last stand movement against the invaders when the sound of a horn was heard outside in the distance.

The soldiers at the battering ram stopped to see where the sound of the horn came from, they turned to the rear when they saw that source of the horn sound and found a line of warriors standing in the hill part.
Prince Alcott's and Snow White's whole army was standing on the hill, each row of warriors were coming behind and lining up together to form a rectangular force.
Coming up to the head of the lines of soldiers side by side, Snow White and Prince Alcott had gained a glimpse of the dark army standing in the distance before them and were bewildered. In a short few seconds, the soldiers of the dark army turned to face the direction of the army standing and waiting to march. Snow White and Prince Alcott lingered for a short while before Alcott regained composure and turned to look at his general, he passed on orders to his mounted officers and generals, giving them parameters for a battle plan.
Snow White turned to face the front line of their army before she spoke.
"Arise warriors of Valencia, and be of good hearts on this day. By this end our noble prince will have a grand victory, because we have been blessed with the symbol of hope by the king of heaven himself." The men looked to her listening to her words with their confidence and attention on her as they stood waiting on further orders.
Alcott then turned to join his wife's side before he spoke out; "We're all in the hands of Heaven itself, so I say let us ride forth and save Snow White's kingdom and its people, for God's heaven and Valencia!"
A loud cry of praise arose from the army of thousands of warriors, who raised their weapons in unison before the great prince and the princess.
Both Snow white and Alcott turned back to the front and paused for a moment to draw their swords as de Faolan's army turned around to face their enemy and his newly formed dark army before them in a last confrontation to decide the fate of the whole kingdom.
Suddenly with a loud commanding voice Snow White and Alcott gave the order; "Charge!"
Soon the frontlines of soldiers followed their Prince Alcott and his wife, who began riding forward. All charging forward onto the fields to open battle, Faolan's army then moved forward to meet the charging forces before they collided. Sword on shield and sword and metal, the battle began to grow high on the fields.
The whole battle went on for long, warriors battled and fallen by each other's weapons.
Snow White was moving her way through the battlefield, dispatching the Faolan warriors one by one whilst so many of Alcott's soldiers fell as well when they reached the middle of the field where Snow White met with the dark lord Richard de Faolan, who saw her in plain view of the distance.
Charging directly towards her, Richard clashed her sword with the lady Snow on horseback.
Snow turned her horse before she charged towards Richard who turned his horse as well and the two clashed swords together, beginning the mounted duel. They exchanged clashes of swords and blows for a short while before Richard quickly managed to knock her sword away to deal a sword thrust point into her right shoulder, Snow White wailed in agony at that moment.
Falling back, she slid off her saddle before landing with her back to a body on the ground, which broke her fall.
Prince Alcott was at a short distance away in the field as he saw his forces now advancing on the enemy, he thought victory was at hand when he heard his wife scream in agony, he turned to see her fall off her horse.
Satisfied at wounding Snow White, Richard dismounted from his horse and walked towards her, his sword point on her.
"You should have taken my offer to be my wife, at least the kingdom would be yours again." he said.
"Unfortunately I would have jumped off a cliff on the wedding night before you took me for yourself." said Snow.
"That could be arranged! but now it is too late for you. so I will give your father my regards when you see him, and say his son in law failed to save you from my blade." Richard said before Alcott came forward and shouted. "Do you want a bet?"
When Richard turned he saw Alcott's fist come right into his face, sending him staggering after that blow to the face.
Alcott drew his sword before he engaged in a heated duel with Richard. The Battle went for a while long, Richard and Alcott exchanging solid hits and blows before Richard disarmed Alcott.
Richard kicked him back on to the ground, and walked towards him whilst he raised his sword to deal a fatal blow on the Prince.
He laughed at Alcott as he approached him whilst he staggered to get away, he spoke. "Well one thing is for certain, Prince Alcott."
"Yes, and what is that?" asked Alcott, hesitantly.
"I have always fought with the best challengers and still won my battles." Richard said. He swung his sword down when Snow White tossed her dagger over to Alcott, who caught it before he blocked Richard's death blow mid swing and drove the blade of the dagger into his side directly into the heart. Richard's eyes widened at that blow which left him in shock.
Looking down to his side he found Alcott's hand at his side, Richard looked up to Alcott as pain stung at his side and he realised that Alcott had dealt a blow into him, killing him at that moment. He gave a hysterical laugh at Alcott before he spoke.
"I think I might have been mistaken." Groaning in a sharp pain, he staggered backwards and turned whilst pulling the dagger out.
Dropping the dagger onto the ground, Richard stood for a few seconds before falling to his knees while Alcott watched him, he was joined by Snow white, who was wounded but she watched her tormentor go down and fall to his side, succumbing to his death.

Soon after his death, Alcott and Snow white stood together as most of the forces under command of the late Lord Richard de Faolan were retreating whilst some of them stayed to submit their surrender to Prince Alcott's army.
One of the generals was among those who surrendered, but the general and most of his men were giving praise to the prince Alcott for killing Lord Richard, saying. "Hail, Lord Alcott, the wicked tyrant is dead!" the general's men chanted this for a short while of the day as the castle gates were opened up and the townspeople bore witness to the victory of their saviours.
The king himself went outside his doors as well when he heard the chants and he saw Prince Alcott's banner flying in the sky. It was then that he was relieved to know that his prayers were answered and that his kingdom and his people were saved.

A week after the battle was over and victory was won by Snow White and Prince Alcott, the king supervised the wedding of Brighton and Margaret which had come to pass, the two were married before the whole kingdom with Baker Margaret's friends as maids of honour whilst the Prince's manservant Charles Renbock took the role as the best man.
For his bravery and devotion to the kingdom and his people, Prince Alcott decided to reward him by offering him the title of Lordship in the city of Phelan. Brighton was surprised by the offer given to him, but then decided to decline the offer, choosing to lead a simple life with his new wife in the country rather than be a lord of a whole city in the realm. So Snow white suggested that the title should be passed onto Half pint, who has proved himself worthy of the title. Honoured to be given the title of Lordship, Half-pint accepted it with a promise to the Prince, to rule its city wisely with kindness and compassion.
After all was said and done the wedding day, the King held another ceremony in Phelan within a week and a few days after the wedding day. The people of the city of Phelan came forth to to witness the proclamation of their new lord as they were overjoyed with the news of the tyrant Prince's death and the kingdom was free.
On the say of the Ceremony, Half pint stood before the king who spoke out. "By the power invested within of the kingdom of Phelan and in the name of all that is good and just in this land, I hereby declare thee Half-pint the new Lord of the city."
Placing his hand on Half-pint's shoulder, the king declared and appointed him the first common Lord of Phelan, the people of Phelan gave praise to him as the new leader who will bring their city to its former glory again.
Turning to face the people of Phelan, Half-pint spoke his true words before them, declaring that with their help he will make Phelan a grand city for girlfriend carol-Anne was most happy for her love, who came to her and asked her to marry him
When she accepted his proposal, he smiled whilst the crowds cheered for the newly engaged couple.

Afterwards on the same day, Snow white was present as she congratulated Half-pint for this great honour which he thanked her, Prince Alcott came forward to congratulate him on his newly appointed statue, which he replied with a small joke, saying he'll be king soon enough and a friend of the city's lord.
Snow white laughed before she spoke. "Oh and Half pint, I hope that you'll come to our kingdom soon enough."
"I will try to make it as soon as I can settle into my new responsibilities, why?"
"Well because, Alcott and I will be expecting a child soon and we'd like you to be the god father." Snow white confessed, Half pint was thrilled enough that he accepted the honour. With all notions of war and suffering behind them, the Kingdom of Phelan thrived into a new era under the leadership of Lord Half-pint who governed the kingdom with his friends and council.
The rest is only another story yet to unfold ever after.

Well that's the end of the story as I've now done all that I can, so please tell me what do you think of this chapter and leave a comment of what you think of the story of Snow white and the dark suitor.