TwIsTeD FaiRytTaLeS...

Snow White's Identity

'Jermaine! I need coffee. Quick the Queen will be here in half an hour, make haste,' shouted Dr Cromwell before she slammed her office door shut with a resounding band.

'Yes, Dr. Cromwell, right away,' replied Jermaine, her assistant of six months.

Dr Cromwell was expecting the newly wed Queen Snow White. She had worked with the royal family for almost 12 years and her judgement was highly trusted. It had come as no surprise that King Henry's wife was in need of psychiatric help after her terrible ordeal in the forest. As the legend goes, her evil step mother, who was queen of the neighbouring land of Tasmedia, had done away with Snow White's father and tried countless times to kill the poor girl. Who knew what mental scars that left on her? It was Dr Cromwell's job to somehow heal those as best she can though she warned the King that some scars are to deep to heal so he must be prepared if Snow White can never make a full recovery.

20 minutes. She should be here soon, thought Dr Cromwell. Dr Cromwell had offered to meet the Queen in her castle but the Queen had refused, claiming that her mentality didn't stop her from leaving the ridiculously large house. The queen refers to it as being ridiculously large as she had grown up in a house far too small for her height by a small population of dwarfs. Now everything seemed too big for her.

Flipping through her book, Dr Cromwell went through all her famous clients. There was Allerednic (Ally). That was a particularly hard case as the girl had claimed that she was 'Cinderella' and ought to have married the Prince instead. She accused the lady's of the house's servant whom she called Mildred of having plotted against her and poisoning her and it she went so far as to refer to the lady's of the house as her cousins though they all insist she is of no blood relation. Of course all of this was written down on paper as the poor girl could no longer speak. Her case was never proved but that was not Dr Cromwell's problem. Her problem was to have Ally mentally stable and after prescribing some natural drugs to her, she made a drastic improvement, though she never fully recovered. For some reason she could never get her head around the fact that she was just a servant girl and not of noble blood. Then there was the 'Sleeping Beauty,' who had been in a coma for what she claimed to be 100 years. Dr Cromwell managed to make her see that she must have hit her head really badly and by the time her wedding came, she was back to normal.

15 minutes. Sighing Dr Cromwell stood up and looked out the window. She had a magnificent house. She could overlook the whole town and even have a decent view of the castle. Oh if only I lived in a castle, she thought. Staring at her reflection through the window she noticed how old she was getting. Dr Cromwell was only thirty years of age but even now her once great beauty was failing. She had constantly put off marriage and babies so she could focus on her career but looking back, she wondered if it was all worth it. Dr Cromwell had beautiful long black hair that she often tied back in a pony tail. She had a fringe that skimmed her eyebrows and full lips that were always welcoming. Still despite her decent features, she could see wrinkles appearing around her eyes and mouth. Soon she would turn into an old hag and then no man would want her.