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There are ledgons of Dragon Slayers. They slay the dragon for unknown reasons but these warriors are feared and respected among all the kingdoms. Growing up alone Elsa heard stories for these warriors that killed the dragons in hopes of finding a lost secret that history books never mentioned. Magic. Though few make it back from dragon tracking the ones that do and success in kill the beast never speak of this. They normally go on their way and only live there life trying to forget what they have done.
As Elsa grew up the stories stayed in the back of her mind. By the time she was 16 it seemed like nothing was going to happen. The gates were always closed and people never came into the castle, but events between Arendelle and Wesselton caused the King to be concerned and decided to open the gates. He called it a belated birthday party for the Princess.
Elsa walked into the throne room, "Pappa, I'm not sure if I'll be able to control it…"
The king walked over to his daughter and touched her shoulder softly, "Elsa. We will be there for you the whole time."
Elsa just nodded and went and got dressed for the ball. Her dress was a soft blue and she was wearing her gloves to help keep her powers under control. Looking at herself in the mirror she brushed her white hair back tucking it behind her ear. She wanted to be the best she could be. Her father wouldn't tell her why they opened the gate, but it had to be bad if they went to this extreme. A soft knock came on the wood of her door. Turning away she opened the door to see a maid.
"My Princess I have been sent to bring you to the ballroom. The King and Queen are waiting."
Elsa nodded and followed the maid down the hall. Her light blue eyes darted to the walls to painting of her family. All had been powerless, why was she the only one born with this curse? It was why her mother could not give birth again. Something had gone wrong during the birthing and now she was to be the only heir to the throne, it being from her mother's line. The paintings seemed to watch her and she wondered as a child if they hated the curse that she brought down on the Castle of Arendelle.
The walk ended and the maid moved away from the princess to attend to her other duties. With hesitant hands she opened the doors and walked in as calmly as she could. With a small smile she walked up and stood next to her mother well the ballroom filled with people. Everyone was in their best dress and it didn't take long before a few people to come and ask the princess to dance. With a soft sigh she took the hands of many men and danced most of the night.
Feeling too tired to carry on she tried to leave, but the short general from Wesselton was chacing after her. With a forceful hand he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Please let go." She asked the noble not wanting to make a scene, but not wanting to be in the grips of this man any longer.
"I demand to know what you have been keeping secret here in Arendelle." He said harshly.
He loosened her from his and grip. Dashing to the door everyone turned and noticed that the princess was in distress. They moved to help, but men from Wesselton kept people at bay. Elsa looked around scared and didn't know what to do. The fear. It was what controlled her. As he came closer she moved her hand to block and ice shoot through her glove. Right before it came in contact with the man that was cornering her a large clap echoed through the hall and lightning sliced through the ice causing it to break. Everyone turned to see a woman in a black uniform was the source of the lightning.
"Everyone leave. Go. Home." a rough and commanding voice sounded.
Quickly the ballroom scattered and left. The guards locked the gates and the mystery woman walked over to the princess. Still in shock Elsa could not move or say anything. Carefully the woman took the glove in her hand with the hole. She looked at it and smiled softly, 'They were trying to block it'.
"Who are you…" Elsa finally stammers out.
"Anna. I'm a Dragon Slayer and it looks like you are no longer able to be held back by your gloves."
The King and Queen made their way over to the two. They knew by what Anna wore what she was. They didn't know why she was here. It was unlike Dragon Slayers to be near people. It was as if the hunter for such large beasts caused them to be distant from the rest of the world; as if they seem things that are not meant for people to say and it breaks them in a way.
"What can we do…" The King asked the Dragon Slayer.
Anna gives a nod to herself before looking to the King and Queen, "I have an idea."
