It's not so bad, Elsa thought to herself as she soared through the night air, trying to soothe her own mind. At least I'm a pretty dragon. But on the other hand, I'm a dragon! What will I ever do? Arendelle can't know!
Apparently, Elsa's efforts to remain calm were of no avail. She couldn't stop freaking out. First she had ice powers, and now she turned into a dragon?! She didn't even know why or how she turned into one!
Well, she was indeed a very beautiful dragon. She was elegant and white, with huge wings, bright ice blue eyes, and a long, silvery blonde mane. She had managed to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror of some unknown now-frozen body of water, and had been a tiny bit soothed by the fact that she very closely resembled the Norse dragons that she had read about in countless fairy tales during all those days she spent growing up in her room, secluded from the world.
Speaking of which, living in seclusion seemed like the safest option at this point. Just as they had been afraid of Elsa's mysterious ice powers (which she had been born with, but had hidden from the world for a long time), many people in Arendelle were also afraid of dragons, who they thought did nothing but eat people.
But they were wrong—Elsa wasn't that type of dragon. They had been wrong in thinking that she was some kind of monster just because she had ice powers. How would she ever convince Arendelle now that she had no desire to eat people?
But Elsa was not going to go down the same path this time. Why should she seclude herself from the world again just because a few people couldn't deal?
With her ice powers, she had basically lived in her room her whole childhood because she couldn't get them (her powers) under control. This time it was different, though, because she was a dragon. Arendelle had accepted her once she brought summer back. Elsa could bring back summer, but she couldn't not have the power to transform into a dragon. Arendelle would never accept her now.
Arendelle would never understand. She didn't even understand.
Elsa flew for hours. She had long since lost track of the time. So she was surprised when daylight broke. Thinking that it would be a good idea to stop and rest, she landed (already quite skillfully) in front of a tunnel. It looked like a deserted enough area to turn back into a human without anyone noticing.
Elsa transformed back into a human and made herself a new ice dress. She took a nap in the tall grass for a few hours, and then she decided to take a look at what was at the other end of the tunnel. It was strange, but the wind seemed to be pulling her inside.
Much to Elsa's disappointment, however, the tunnel seemed to be nothing but an old fake building made of plaster.
But she was intrigued by the endless possibilities of whatever could be at the other end of the tunnel. At first, there was just grass, but in the distance she saw what looked like an abandoned park. She decided to have a look.
It didn't seem like there was much in the park, in contrast to the beauty it had promised from the distance. Elsa was just about to turn around and go back, but then she first laid eyes on the bathhouse.
It was the most beautiful building Elsa had ever seen, aside from her ice castle of course. She gasped in reverent admiration, actually forgetting her dragon troubles for a moment. It was a very mysterious building, made mostly of gray stones. She couldn't even begin to fathom what could be inside—besides baths, of course.
But then a harsh male voice suddenly called, "HEY!" and before Elsa could even turn around to investigate where the sound came from, everything went black.
(A/N) This is the Norse dragon upon which Elsa's dragon form is based: wp-content/uploads/2010/01/cs16_
Also, fair warning that I'll probably be putting a lot of author's notes before and after most chapters. You definitely don't have to read them all—I totally understand!