Witches like poison apples so much that they feel sick if they don't eat them for a day.
Until she met the prince, her apple became the prince. Not seeing him for a day makes me feel uncomfortable.
She wanted to get the prince, so she gave him a poisoned apple.
She watched with her own eyes as the prince ate the poison apple and fell to the ground, his face twisted with excitement.
Purpose: To be an undefined queen
