“To her, many of us owe our lives. And it ain’t just us, and people she be agreein’ with. She cares for anyone– rich or poor, young or old. She’s a saint. If you’re hurting, or injured, or need surgery, it doesn’t matter the time of day– she’ll see you. She’ll find a way to drop everything just to get to you.”
Everybody knows the tragic story of the Whites, for it was a scandal of the highest degree when her family was stripped of its royal status and thrown from the castle. It all happened when she was very young– so young, in fact, Snow cannot remember a life inside the castle walls at all. The niece of Neverafter’s late Queen Iduna, Snow’s mother, Avielle, was the Queen’s sister. But the story did not begin there, it began long ago, when Young Iduna and Young Avielle were girls (or so they said). Always in competition with one another, Iduna as the oldest sister was always the shining star, while Avielle was the shooting one: hot tempered, bold, and rebellious. Both raised within the castle walls, the two grew up alongside one another, constantly in competition with one another for everything: from their tutor’s favoritism to the affections of the same men-- the girls always butted heads.
It wasn’t until they each met Nicholas Vinterjej, the man everyone knew would someday become king, did their tensions reach a tipping point. Dashing, a bit of a womanizer, but charming and sensitive at the same time, Nicholas led each of the sisters on. To those who are old enough to still remember, they’d tell you the same thing: Avielle and Iduna loved Nicholas equally, and much in the same way. For a while, everyone thought he would propose to the woman with whom he spent the most time with, who he was often seen sneaking out late at night with, though it was strictly forbidden. Everyone always thought that one day, they would come to call Avielle queen. When Iduna and Nicholas’ engagement was announced, the sisters stopped speaking altogether, and their relationship was irrevocably severed.
A woman who grew to resent her own blood, Avielle’s hatred for her sister ran deeper than any chasm, and it was a burned bridge that could never be mended again. A woman who always saw the Crown (and Nicholas) as something that belonged to her, though she later remarried the very dashing Mr. White (whom she subsequently divorced) and had a beautiful baby girl with, Avielle still coveted everything her sister stole from her. For years she watched her sister and her former lover try to conceive a child of their own, and it was to her own satisfaction that her sister failed to produce an heir. The thing that was perhaps the beginning of her own end came with the birth of her niece, Elsa. A baby that was supposed to die stillborn, Elsa’s birth marked the end of any chance, any hope of rekindlement, Avielle had left with Nicholas.
They say it drove her mad, that she could never quite recover from it, that it acted as the tipping point… as though her sister and Nicholas’ relationship had not done so already.
Conspiring to kill her sister and her newborn niece while they slept, Avielle was apprehended, knife in hand while her own child slept in the room over. She saw Iduna and Elsa as obstacles to be removed in her obsession with Nicholas, for she could never be happy with her own life, was never quite able to get over her first love. For how could she when she held onto the hope that their relationship was still something that could manifest into reality? For how could she when King Nicholas himself was the father of her own child, a child that should have been the first heir by birthright? A secret she took to her grave when she was publicly executed in the Royal Court under the Queen’s orders, nobody would ever know that the king loved Avielle just as much as his own wife, and that he watched over his niece in a way that was more than just an uncle, for he knew, he was the father… and she inherited his large dark eyes and his sharp jawline accordingly.
Thrown from the castle under his wife’s orders, while the King could do nothing to protect his biological daughter, he ensured her ‘real father’ would not suffer a fate similar to her mother’s, that she would have at least one parent to care for her. Setting them up with an expansive estate in the town center, King Nicholas took pity upon the estranged Mr. White, though no one could figure out why. They said he must have felt pity for the child of his former lover, but nobody could ever really be sure. Either way, it was an awfully luxurious way to strip a royal of their title, and though Mr. White was no longer a royal, the Whites continued to live as though they were in the town center, away from the castle. Caring for his infant daughter, eventually Mr. White moved on with his life, though he always looked upon his daughter with a certain curiosity, for she never really did look like him, never inherited his or her mother, Aviell’s shock of blonde hair and green eyes.
Raised by Mr. White and a woman he later remarried, Katrine Beauchamp, while the woman was nice enough, she was never the mother figure Mr. White had hoped would take Avielle’s place for his daughter. A bit condescending, cruel, and unattached, it was clear she only married Snow’s father for money. Once they had children of their own, Snow was tossed to the wayside as though she didn’t exist at all.
The last in her disgraced family line, Snow was raised acutely aware of what her mother had done. Though she, by no means, has ever wanted for anything in her life and considers herself relatively privileged, there are times during which she craves the mother she feels as though she was robbed of. Regardless, she fills that same void in her work, by mothering, nurturing, and caring for others. Opening her own clinic in Neverafter, Snow has always been a doctor of and for the people. While she does make occasional house calls to the castle, Snow prefers to remain within the safety of her own clinic with her main goal being to care for the common people. Behind the scenes, she works as a medic for the Scarlet Hand after seeing firsthand how the Royals live and the resources they have accessible to them. She is the heart, the healer, and the light in a place that is cold, dark, and always snowing. She radiates warmth and cares for others in a way that cannot be understood, merely felt…and one would never guess she comes from blood herself.
+ Caring, Nurturing, Warm, Selfless
- Naive, Insecure, Workaholic, Pushover
♔ CINDERELLA ♔ BEST FRIEND
Perhaps the only other person who understands what it’s like to live comfortably yet be surrounded by such poverty, Snow reminds Cinderella to stay kind despite her naturally sassy and do-it-herself nature. Cinderella will frequently swing by the Neverafter hospital to say hi to her friend, and the two could sit and talk for hours about anything and nothing. The godmother to Cinderella’s daughter, Snow and Cinderella are more than friends, they are the sisters they never got to have.
A man who she would see frequently in the town center delivering food on the Crown’s behalf, the two grew to be friends but over time, have drifted apart. A sudden sort of rift, Snow cannot understand how the two went from talking everyday to him purposely fleeing to avoid her.
Belle, in a sense, grew up with Snow. Despite not being children at the same time when the two became close, Snow can see how Belle doubts herself and the path set out for her. Though there are times she wishes she could just tell the other girl about her own activities with the Scarlet Hand, she knows that Belle will find her way when it’s time.
Snow has stitched up Mulan more times than she can count, has seen a softness in the woman that most are not privy to, and yet, cannot seem to break through her exterior. Though the two are often in the same room together, with Snow healing Mulan’s wounds, they still remain as close as strangers, like two ships passing in the night.
SNOW WHITE’S FC OF CRYSTAL REED IS SEMI-NEGOTIABLE.