Chapter 2: Contemplation
Elsa stood on her balcony overlooking the snowy wasteland. She couldn't help but think of the strange prince that currently occupied her castle. He was so different from anyone she'd ever met. Whenever her powers acted up most people would run the other way. Even her parents had started to fear her, that is before they passed. The only people brave enough to confront her were Anna and now this Loki. Of course Anna couldn't remember how she had hurt her as a child and this Loki hadn't witnessed the full extent of her powers. He will fear you in time, a little voice in the back of her head said, they all do. She hung her head as she felt the sadness well up inside of her. She had been fine by herself, fine being isolated, she felt free for once, until he came. All the feelings she had left behind suddenly came rushing back. He had to leave he needed to once he left she could be free again. But she wouldn't deny that she wanted him to stay. He was mysterious, he called himself a monster, he had said he caused destruction to his people, but then why would he have helped her out of her fit. And his hand it had turned blue! Elsa had never seen anything like it before. She was curious no doubt but it would be best that he leave. It had to be she couldn't bear to think what would happen should she hurt him. He may consider himself a monster but she could see there was good in him. And if she wanted to save that good that little bit of innocence he had left she would need to send him away. She needed to put her guard up, hide her emotions away once again, and push him away by being as cold to him as the ice she creates. She would do this for his own good to save him from himself to give him the chance to save the good within. For if he was to save the good he'd need someone to love him not hurt him. And Elsa knew she was not that person she was not capable of love anymore. Perhaps Anna can save him, she thought, Perhaps then she can melt his frozen heart.
Loki awoke with a start. He had dreamt of his fall. The darkness that surrounded him had been overwhelming. He was positive he was going to die the problem was he couldn't tell if he already had. He was still a bit unsure this world this Arrendelle seemed too perfect. But then again there was the queen, she absolutely perfect on the outside but on the inside a storm raged. She feared it. She was scared of her own powers. And fearing ones powers means that you can never conquer them. But oh what he would do with those powers. He could control them, he would embrace, and he would use them to take Asgard for himself. But they did take a toll on him. He saw that yesterday when he had caught that icicle. He had assumed her powers were just to control snow and ice but there was a different kind of magic there something he had never seen before. It had turned his hand to its joutn form. He knew it wasn't joutn magic he would have fully changed. Perhaps she had been born during a convergence that would explain how she had a bit of joutn magic but not enough to turn him into a full frost giant. That had to be it. But he'd have to stay to find out for sure. Then maybe he could find a way to turn his hand back to normal. He would have to befriend the queen break down the walls she had so carefully put up. He would have to be as honest as he could he couldn't risk her finding out about his lies then he'd never figure out her magic. He couldn't be too honest either then she'd never trust him. Yes he would just bend the truth just the smallest bit. Then she'd let him in and he could possibly even claim her magic for himself. Then he thought back to his hand. No, he thought, it is not possible to take her powers and stay in my asgardian form. Of course if the icicle had struck Lokis heart his joutn form would spread until he could never change back and he didn't want that. He decided he would stay and figure out the mystery of Elsa's magic. Maybe if he got Elsa to trust him enough she would join his side. First he'd have to tear down her walls then he'd have access to her heart but he could tell her heart was frozen. She'd need love to unfreeze her heart and he was no longer capable of love. Perhaps if he had been Thor he would have just swooped in and melted her frozen heart with one smile. Perhaps if he was Thor he could melt her frozen heart.
