Many many centuries ago, you were cursed to be forever confined into a mirror, when the Evil queen of the kingdom took over and found the mirror locked away she immediately assumed it was magical and never questioned its speaking abilities. She hung it up in your bedroom and would ask it ever day, 'mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all'. As always this morning, as she sat at her vanity, she asked the same.

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

She looks into the mirror, at the you she cant see, speaking with her usal arrogant tone, though shes never been rude to her mirror.