In a world where fairy tale characters live, two teenagers (almost adults) were getting ready to take over their mother's story, as tradition intended. However, neither of them wanted to fulfill their destiny. But they knew that they had no other choice, especially the one who had signed her commitment.

- It will be fine...

- No! I... I can't do it! I always thought I could but... I can't!

The blonde got her chin grab by the second almost woman.

- Trust me. I won't let you down.

- But how? The story makes us enemies!

She clenched her teeth. She didn't want to yell at her girlfriend. But, her emotions had taken over.

- My love apple, do you trust me?

Apple felt herself melting.

- Always. I have trusted you since the very first day. And I will trust you until the last.

- So let me do it. Even if I'm not your prince charming, I'm the one who will wake you up...

The two teenagers hugged each other one last time before crossing the portal that would send them to live their tale. Apple was now serene again thanks to the girl of her life. She trusted Raven to do what no boy could do for her. This was the reason why she followed the flow once she had taken the path of her ancestors, of all the women who had preceded her.

So she followed the hunter into the forest without suspicion. The blonde understood at that moment that the story deviated from what was planned when he tried to stab her instead of warning her against the queen. Normally, it shouldn't have happened!

Apple White, daughter of Snow White XXIX, pushed the man and ran as far and as fast as possible to escape him. It was only once she was absolutely sure that she had sown him that she stopped to catch her breath. At that moment, she saw a thatched house in a clearing. The blonde went in to take shelter. She spent a handful of happy days there in the company of seven dwarfs and the tale seemed to resume its course. Apple had met an old woman at the edge of the clearing who offered her an apple.

For a moment, a single second, she hesitated before planting her teeth. However, Raven's voice asking her if she trusted her, a ghostly whisper from a memory, convinced her. She bit into the apple, taking a big bite.

- Ha! Said the old woman. It will teach you, you dirty bitch! How dare you steal the title of the most beautiful woman in the kingdom, held for so long by our young queen?! Your own mother-in-law! Slyss!

The spell evaporated just before the princess lost consciousness. The person who poisoned her was clearly not Raven. In fact, it was this hunter who had attracted her out of the castle. The man watched her fall, inert, to the ground. Then, he left for the royal palace. The dwarves found the poor girl and put her in a glass coffin to offer her a beautiful funeral.

For her part, Raven had seen everything through her magic mirror. She, who wondered how the story would evolve without her voluntary participation, had just discovered it. Without missing a beat, the young queen went to the residence of the seven dwarfs who had sheltered Apple.

Arriving there, without the shadow of a prince charming at the horizon, Raven had tears in her eyes. It broke her heart to see the girl of her dreams so motionless in her glass coffin.

- Oh, Apple... sorry I couldn't stop your poisoning...

The young queen, who was supposedly the new young wife of a non-existent king with a daughter of her age, because the tale naturally provided the missing elements to those who revived it or modified it, leaned forward. With a tender gesture, she stroked the blond hair. Very slowly, Raven kissed Apple's forehead. She didn't feel very comfortable kissing someone unconscious even if she already had her agreement beforehand. Despite everything, it was enough. A magical wave erupted. Apple blinked and fluttered her eyes before getting up.

Raven, relieved, hugged the blonde.

- You see? I told you not to worry, that I would do everything to protect you.

Apple wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's neck to extend the embrace. Yes, Raven had told her.