The Huntsman: Winter's War

What does the Mirror show you?

What do you see?

An oft told tale.

That of Snow White,

how she vanquished the evil Queen Ravenna

and took her rightful place on the throne.

But there is another story, one you have not yet seen.

One that comes long before "happily ever after."

A mere pawn?

A humble pawn can bring down kingdoms.

Stop distracting me.

Poor little pawn. Mean old king.

So sad.

But the final say...

Well...

Queen will have that.

Queen takes king.

And you thought this was just a game.

With the Mirror at her command,

Ravenna was invincible.

She took her kingdom as she had taken others before it,

and as she would take others again,

with her sister Freya at her side.

Is it love?

Truly?

It is love, truly. Your move.

Why should I bother? You always win.

You always let me win.

I suppose you are my weakness.

Very well.

Queen to rook five. Checkmate in three.

Learn from loss, Freya, and your day will come.

Your possibilities will be endless

once the magic awakens in your heart.

It won't. We both know it won't. I'm not like you.

All the women of our blood are gifted, Freya.

And in time

you will find the source of your power as I found mine.

We'll see.

What?

You're carrying his child.

Oh.

You didn't know.

Well, he's promised to another.

He does not love her.

Their engagement is sealed. It cannot be broken.

He will deny you.

And he will deny your daughter.

He will not.

Freya,

I'm not being cruel.

I simply wish to protect you.

You may be surprised how things turn out.

You know much, Ravenna.

But you do not know all.

I'm afraid I do.

Freya did not believe her sister,

for love blinds even the clearest eye.

And when her daughter was but a few weeks old,

Freya's trusting heart was rewarded at last.

Her lover had sent word.

He would defy his family and marry Freya in secret,

in the Royal Garden.

They would gather their child

and flee the kingdom to begin a life of their own.

Freya, don't!

I had no choice.

I had no choice, Freya.

Consumed by grief and anger,

Freya left her sister

to seek a kingdom of her own in the land far to the north.

There, the people would come to fear her very name.

Burn it down! Kill them all!

For if she could not raise a child,

then in its place

she would raise an army.

Come on, boy!

Eric!

Run!

Come on.

Freya turned the once-green farmlands

of the north into a frozen wasteland.

There she built her fortress, and ruled as the Ice Queen.

Wagons!

How lucky you are.

You're with me now.

And you will never know this suffering again.

You are scared?

No.

Is it your father that you miss?

Your mother?

Yes. Yes.

Tell me your name.

Tull.

Tull.

Love is a lie.

It is a trick played by the cruel

on the foolish and the weak.

Cast it from your mind.

Never let it render you frail of mind

or of will,

because in my kingdom, there is but one law.

Do not love.

It's a sin, and I'll not forgive it.

Now, let's hear no more of family and love.

Those illusions are beneath you.

I have freed you from them.

And in exchange for this precious gift, I ask only one thing,

your loyalty.

You will train. You will harden.

You will become my elite, my Huntsmen.

And nothing will ever, ever destroy you.

Take it!

One. Two. Three.

Strike!

And so children grew to be soldiers,

becoming one with blade and arrow.

Ready your bows!

Draw.

Release!

Guard?

The boy and the girl, who are they?

What are their names?

Which?

The best ones.

Eric and Sara, my queen.

Did I scare you?

Do you not know?

I never miss.

Wagons!

The new children, sir.

It's about time.

You're home, kids. Come on, hurry up.

Get out, come on. That's it.

Come on.

Go, boy.

Out!

Come on. Move, faster.

Psst.

What you doing in there?

I know who lives here.

She scares me.

Ah, right.

Yeah, she can be a wee bit grumpy from time to time.

Do you know what I do? I just never let her know what I'm thinking.

How do you do that?

Well, can you make a mean face?

That's not bad.

What about like this?

That's better. Now that's your war face.

If you wear that always when the queen is near,

she'll never know what you're thinking either.

You do that, and you'll be fine.

Come on.

The queen sent her army to wage war

against the great kings of the north.

Battle after battle, they returned victorious.

Those who were left alive.

You've done well, my children.

Very well.

You forget to walk in shadow.

And you forget your balance.

What are you doing?

You cannae tell, you daft boy?

I'm marrying you.

It was my mother's.

My only treasure.

I lived for her.

Now...

I live for you.

How do we live for each other in this place here?

Freya will take one look at us,

and she'll know. And what then?

It's almost day.

Gather your things.

Meet me in the courtyard.

She'll catch us or she won't.

But either way,

we shall be free.