One cold winter's night a young and loving queen called Carmela sat sewing by a blue stain glass window when she accidentally pricked her finger with the needle. Three drops of red blood fell from her finger and landed on to the white snow on the window sil. As she gazed at the snow, the glass window, and the three drops of blood she couldn't help but think how lovely the colors were and she thought.

"If only I could have a child as blue as the glass on my window, as rosy as blood, and as pure as snow."

Sometime later this good queen died giving birth to a baby girl leaving the entire kingdom heartbroken. But their grief soon turned to joy when they saw how lovely her child was. She had hair as blue as the glass on the window, lips as rosy as blood, and skin as pure as snow. She was called Frida.

Seven years after the death of her dear mother, her father King Emiliano took a second wife, a widowed queen named Carmelita who had a daughter of our own from her first marriage called Zoe. Now Zoe's daughter was very beautiful, very beautiful indeed but also very vain, selfish, and manipulative, with her mother's help she successfully manipulated the king into making her the new queen of the kingdom but that hardly made her smike. She was obsessed with her looks and was only truly happy if she alone was the fairest woman in all the lands.

Her private chambers were filled with dozens of mirrors to which she would always gaze into her reflection with. But out of all her mirrors there was one she favorued most. It was a magic mirror that knew everything and spoke only the truth. Day after day she would admire herself in the mirror and ask.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all?"

And each time she asked that question the mirror would answer.

"Thou, O Queen, are the fairest in the land."

This made Queen Zoe happy for she could not bear to think that anyone might surpass her. But her stepsister Frida was growing up each day and becoming more and beautiful. By the time she was on her early teens she had become more beautiful than the sun. So when Zoe went to ask the mirror her usual question.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall who is the fairest of them all?"

This time the mirror answered.

"Thou, Queen, may fair and lovely be,
But Frida is much fairer than thee."

Zoe was horrified.

"Frida? My stepsister? A mere child fairer than me?"

But Frida was not a child anymore. She was a maiden with beauty that surpassed all others even Zoe's. Envy filled the young queen's heart and from that moment on whenever she looked upon her stepdaughter she felt nothing but hatred until finally she could bear it no more so she called the royal hunstman.

"Get that wretch out of my sight!" She ordered. "Take her deep into the forest and kill her!"

"Kill her? Your majesty please ask anything of me but that." The huntsman pleaded. "Please I cannot possibly harm the little princess."

"Silence! I am queen! You will obey me or suffer! Do as I command and bring me her liver and lungs as proof!"

So reluctantly the royal hunstman took Frida deep into the forest to fulfill the queen's evil request. But when she saw the knife the girl began to plea for her life.

"Please don't kill me!" She begged. "Please! If you let me live I'll run into the woods and never come back!"

She was so innocent and beautiful that the huntsman couldn't bring himself to harm her.

"Run away then you poor child! I will not hurt you!"

He then killed a wild boar and brought it's liver and lungs back to the queen who had the royal chef cook in a stew which she ate. Meanwhile poor Frida was now alone in the forest. Frightened and confused, she ran over rocks and brambles. Wild animals saw her but they did her no harm. After running for so long the tired girl soon discovered a small cottage. The door was unlocked so she let herself in where she found a table with seven chairs, set with seven plates and seven cups. After drinking from one of the cups she went upstairs where she found a room full of seven beds. Exhausted from running through the forest all day she fell asleep in the seventh bed.

In the evening the owners came home. Seven dwarves who worked in diamond mines led by a dwarf named Davi. When they came home they noticed that door was open and they saw footprints leading upstairs to their bedroom. Following them they found Frida sleeping in Davi's bed.

"What a lovely girl." Davi said.

"Where do you think she came from?" Another dwarf asked.

"I don't know but do not wake her. She looks so tired so we shall question her in the morning."

In the dawn when Frida awoke she was startled to find seven men looking at her.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I am Davi, these are my brothers, and this is our cottage. Who might you be and where did you come from?"

"My name is Frida and I'm not really from here. I used to live in the castle."

"Are you a maid?"

"No actually I'm...Well I was a princess."

"Your highness this is an honor." Davi said as he and the other dwarves bowed before her.

"No please, no formalities. I'm not really royal anymore. You see my stepsister the queen wants me dead."

"Why?"

"I don't know, she never liked me much. Ever since we were kids all she ever did was pick on me but I never thought she'd want me dead but basically I can't go home so can I stay here?"

Davi and the dwarves got into a group huddle where they discussed the matter.

"You can stay." Davi told her.

"Really? Oh thank you! Thank you so much! How can I ever repay you?"

"Well if it's not too much, would you mind keeping our house clean while we're at work and helping us with the cooking?"

"Sounds simple enough."

So every morning the dwarves would go to the mine to dig for diamonds and leave Frida alone. And every evening they would come home to find the cottage sparkling and a hot meal prepared. But before leaving for work they always warned her not to let anyone in the house or take anything from anyone while they were gone.

Meanwhile even though Zoe thought Frida was dead it wasn't long before she went to her mirror again and asked.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all?"

And the mirror answered.

"Over the hills where the seven dwarfs dwell. Frida is there alive an well, and none is so fair as she."

It was then she realized that Frida was indeed alive and that the huntsman had betrayed her.

"How dare that huntsman betray me! I can see if I want something done right I'll gave to do it myself! Frida will die even if it cost me my life!"

Determined to kill the girl she went into a secret room in the palace where no one ever came where she made a poisonous apple. The shape was perfect and outside it shone red and white, anyone who saw it could not resist eating it but if they did they would surely die. Unless the victim received a kiss from someone who would love them with their whole heart and soul.

Zoe then painted her face, disguised herself as an old peddler woman, and set out toward the seven dwarfs cottage. Frida was in the middle of searching for something to eat due to the dwarves eating all the porridge she had made for breakfast when she heard a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"Only a poor old peddler woman selling pretty things fit for a queen. I've been wandering for days and I'm very tired, would you mind letting me in to rest my weary feet?"

"Sorry ma'am but I can't let you in."

"Have I offended you in some way?"

"No but I don't know you and I've been told not to let anyone in."

"Not even for a moment? After all what harm could a poor old woman like me do?"

Frida opened the window and looked out of it. It was indeed an old peddler woman at the door and she looked very old and weary. In fact she looked like she was about to drop dead. She figured that this old woman wasn't dangerous and that there was no harm in letting her stay for just a little awhile.

"Alright but you can't stay long." Frida said opening the door to let the old woman in.

"Oh don't worry dear I won't be long. My child I hope it's not too much trouble but could you give a drink of water?"

"Sure."

She grabbed a cup, filled it with water from the pump sink, then gave it to the old woman to drink.

"Thank you my dear, you're very kind in fact you're the only customer I've had today who's shown me any compassion. So tell me what would you like from my basket? Ribbons? Laces? They're made from the finest silk and thread and would look so pretty on your dress. Or perhaps an ivory comb? It's lined with gold and jewels and will make your lovely hair look neat and well kept.

"Thanks but I don't have any money."

"Oh well that's too bad but since you were kind to me I'm going to give you a nice little present."

She then pulled an apple from her basket. It was shiny, smooth, and had no bruises. Half of it was blood red and the other half was snow white.

"What kind of apple is that?" Frida asked.

"It's a very rare and delicious apple, probably the best tasting one in the world. Here take it as a gift for your kindness."

"Sorry but I was also told not to take anything from anyone."

"But surely there's nothing dangerous in a small apple is there? But to prove that I mean you no harm let's share it."

She cut the apple in two, gave the red half to Frida, and while she kept the white half. Frida was very hungry and there was nothing to eat at the moment except that apple and it did look good.

"Mmmm...It's very sweet and jucy." The peddler woman said after eating the white half.

Seeing that nothing had happened to the old woman after she ate her half Frida was convinced that there was no danger and could resist the apple no longer. Little did she know that the apple had been made so that the white half was safe but the red half was poisoned so when Frida took a bite of the apple she collapsed to the floor looking dead.

"Not so beautiful now are you!" Zoe cackled she then went back to the castle and asked the mirror.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all?"

And the mirror answered.

"Thou, O Queen, are the fairest in the land."

At last the vain and evil queen was content and at peace. In the evening when the dwarves returned home they found Frida lying on the ground looking pale and motionless. They tried to wake her but nothing they did worked and they were forced to believe that she was dead.

Devastated and heartbroken the dwarves mourned her for three days. They were going to bury her but her blue hair shone and her cheeks were still rosy.

"We cannot put her in the dark earth." Davi said. "We must preserve her beauty for all to see."

So they built a coffin of glass and laid her body in it. Then they placed the coffin in the middle of the forest so all the world could admire her beauty. Frida laid in the coffin for a very long time and did not change but she looked as if she were sleeping and she looked even more beautiful. There she lay in a white dress of purest silk with flowers in her hair which was still blue and shining, her her cheeks still red and pretty, and her skin still pure and fair.

Then one day a handsome young prince called Manny was traveling through the forest with his men. His father King Rodolfo was insisting that he take a bride but the prince only wanted to marry one woman.

"Your highness just who is this girl you seek?" One of his men asked.

"I only see her in my dreams but she's most beautiful woman I have ever seen, she's as pure and fair as snow and whenever I see her she is laughing, smiling, and singing." Manny said. "She is the one for me."

"I can assure you your highness this dream girl does not exist."

"She's real. I know it in my heart and she is the only woman I will marry."

Eventually they came upon a glass coffin which was guareded by the seven dwarves and when Manny saw the beautiful Frida inside he instantly fell in love with her for she was the girl from his dreams.

"Who is this girl?" He asked them.

"Her name is Frida and she was the daughter of a king." Davi said. "But now she is dead."

"But she can't be dead. She is the one I love, the one I wish to marry. Are you sure she is dead? Her skin and cheeks still glow as if she were alive."

"I'm afraid she is."

"I refuse to believe that."

Manny then opened the coffin and gazed down at Frida.

"I don't know how or why but I know you're still alive Frida and if you come back to this world I promise that I will love you with my whole heart and soul forever."

Then with great care Manny lifted Frida into his arms and gently kissed her on the lips. Her blue eyes then fluttered open and she took a deep breath.

"Where am I?" She asked Manny.

"You are with me." Manny told her and she listend to him explain the events that had led up to this moment all while falling in love with the handsome young man. "Stay with me and we will be married. I love you more than anything on earth."

Frida agreed and he took her back to her father's castle where a grand wedding was held and everyone in the land was invited including Queen Zoe. She wore her most splendid gown and jewels but before leaving she asked her mirror.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the fairest of them all."

And the mirror answered.

"Thou, Queen, may fair and lovely be,
But Prince Manny's bride is much fairer than thee."

As expected she was filled with envy and hatred but also with curiousity over what the prince's bride looked like so she went to the wedding. There stood Prince Manny looking very handsome and noble, standing beside him was his beautiful bride dressed in a white gown and a veil of lace and pearls. And when Manny pulled back the veil to kiss his bride and Zoe saw that it was Frida she was so angry and envious that she died of a stroke. With her gone Frida was no longer in danger and safe from her stepsister's jealousy. She and Manny were married and lived happily ever after.