I don't own Frozen
Alright, Elsanna headcanon. What if Elsa had been sent away instead of simply isolated in her bedroom? This is the result my mind came up with. Check it out for me, yeah?
Elsa gasped, watching her sister fall into the snow. Rushing over to the redhead, Elsa felt her heart race at the sight of the white strand of hair in Anna's head.
"Mama! Papa!" She screamed, tears coming to her eyes at the fear creeping into her bones. Her sister was too warm to her touch, which meant she must have been freezing.
Within moments her parents rushed into the room and demanded to know what she'd done. "It was an accident!" She told them, clutching her baby sister protectively. "It's okay, Anna. I got you."
Following after her father, Elsa, and Queen Emmanuelle pounded along the trails, Elsa riding on her father's horse to the trolls that would help her sister get better.
"Listen to me, Elsa." The grand troll told her. "Your power will only grow. Though there is beauty, there is also great danger. Learn to control it or fear will be your enemy."
"Don't worry." King Simen told him. "We'll make sure that doesn't happen." The royal family began their return to the palace. Sending the queen to put Anna in her bed, King Simen turned to his oldest daughter. "Elsa, what you've done tonight could have had serious consequences. Did you purposefully attempt to kill your own sister?"
"No, Papa!" Elsa all but shouted. "It really was an accident. I would never want to hurt Anna."
"Then we've no other option." The king sighed. "We are going to have to send you away."
"What?" demanded Emmanuelle, coming back to hear the end of the king's conversation with their daughter.
"Emmanuelle, she could potentially hurt Anna again if she stays here in the castle. We've no choice but to banish her from the kingdom. That way, she can no longer cause harm."
"B-but Simen! She's our daughter!"
"And she nearly killed her own sister."
"It was an accident!" mother and daughter protested together.
"No! I will not hear anything more. Elsa, since you cannot control your powers, you are to leave Arendelle and not come back until you can. Am I clear?"
"B-but Papa-!"
"That's an order."
Elsa backed away a step, tears pouring from her eyes at the stony look in her father's eyes. Lowering her head sorrowfully, she whispered, "Yes Your Majesty."
"Good. You have half an hour to pack everything you'll need and then I want you out of my kingdom."
Sniffing slightly, Elsa turned and ran to her bedroom, collapsing on her bed and hugging her pillow. Glancing to Anna's bed, she felt her heart squeeze at the white streak she saw among the red hair.
Burying her face in her pillow again, Elsa didn't see her mother come to the door. Emmanuelle felt her heart seize at the sight of her daughter so broken. Moving into the room, she sat on the bed and pulled the little blonde to her, cradling her in her lap.
"Hey, hey, Mama's here." Elsa sobbed quietly into her mother's chest and Emmanuelle stroked her hair gently.
"C-can't you stop him?" The small girl asked between hiccups.
"I'm afraid not." Emmanuelle sighed, wrapping her arms tighter around her daughter. "Since he's the king, what he wants, he gets and what he says is law. I'm so sorry, Elsa."
"I'm gonna miss you, Mama."
"I know sweetie. I'll visit you every day. Just send me a letter telling me where you are and I'll come see you. I promise."
"Yes, Mama." Elsa sniffed and, with her mother's help, began packing for her trip. Since she didn't know where she was even going, she packed six outfits for every season as well as the essentials. She also took the picture Anna had drawn of the two of them together last year.
Once everything was packed, Elsa glanced to her sister before moving over to her bed and giving a soft pat to the forehead, being especially careful not to let her magic get the better of her.
Emmanuelle watched the exchange and felt her heart break. Elsa turned to her mother and the pair carried the two bags out to the main entrance of the castle. Seeing Simen outside with the horse that Elsa had taken to, the pair made their way to greet him.
The king turned to them with a grave expression and nodded when he saw that Elsa had packed.
"Your horse is ready for you. I've packed you a week's worth of oats so that he doesn't get too hungry. If you run out of food, the oats are edible for humans too. You should hurry. Your time is almost up." Elsa nodded and put her belongings in the small cart, lifting herself onto her horse and beginning to trot away with a sad glance back at her parents.
Simen nodded and turned to his wife expectantly. Emmanuelle stared at her husband in sheer shock and horror at what he was making their daughter do. And she was only eight. Simen took a step closer to her and Emmanuelle pulled away, eyes downcast as she shook her head. "I'll have my belongings out of your room by tomorrow morning." She stated, turning to head back into the castle.
"W-what?" the blonde raced after his wife and grabbed her hand, stopping her in her tracks.
"Get your hands off me!" Emmanuelle hissed, pulling her arm back.
"Emmanuelle, what's gotten-."
"She is our daughter!" the enraged queen snapped, knowing there was no one around to hear them. "She's only eight years old! How well do you think an eight year old can last out there? Do you know how long it takes to get through the mountains alone?"
"If you were so adamant about it, why didn't you try to stop me? Or go with her?"
"Because you're the king. And what the king orders, everyone, even his own family, have to make it happen. And you think I'm going to leave Anna alone in your care after this? You've proven yourself well enough that you are incapable of taking care of a child." Turning on her heel, the queen marched into the palace, brushing past the night guards as she did.
I know it's a mean thing for the King to do, but hey, I did say that it was darker. Now, if you guys would just drop me a review... :)
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