"As she took Snow in her arms, she was filled with a love she had never known. She though the weight of that love might cause her heart to burst, and in a secret place buried deep within her heart she wished somehow she could absorb the beauty of this child, so she herself would truly be beautiful" (Pages 4 - 5).

"She had never had a reason to come into this room, and truth be told, she had tried to avoid it. It was full of fragments of her old life. And now, it felt as if she were stepping into a cold, dark crypt" (Page 82).

"The Queen had stopped celebrating the solstice after her mother had died. How lovely it would have been to experience this as a little girl. Part of her envied Snow, really" (Page 89).

"Before I met you, my lord, I dreaded visiting my father...