Chapter: 2- The Fire

Elsa's POV

"Okay, take off your dress before Sir Kristoff comes over. He's not supposed to see it, its bad luck." I say, giving my sister the best disapproving look I can.

"Yeah, yeah that's just a myth Elsa." She replies, rolling her eyes.

"Just take off the gown." I command with a smirk on my face. I leave briefly to my room to get my crown. While I'm looking for it, I hear singing on the balcony. That's when I see Olaf outside the silk curtain, singing and dancing with my crown upon his head. I clear my throat to get his attention. It only takes a moment before he realizes he's been caught, and he turns around to face me, chuckling as he hands over the precious jeweled crown.

"Don't judge me…" He says, smiling. I start laughing as he walks into my room and out of the door. I take a moment to put on my crown and then head back to Anna. She is standing in the foyer with Kristoff. It's around 7:00 pm, I notice, glancing at the clock above Anna's door. What is he doing here now?

"Greetings Elsa," He smiles, waving his hand slowly to reflect a Royal wave.

"Good Evening Kristoff," I say, bowing quickly.

"The town theater is having a play at 9:00. I was wondering if Anna wants to join? You can come if you like."

"Sure, Anna and I would love to attend, I just need to get dressed."

"Yay! I need to get ready! Wait in the living room Sweetie." Anna says happily, waltzing into her room again.

I wait a moment, then walk back to my room to shower and change. After my shower, I decide to put on something a bit different from my usual 'casual wear.' I put on my cross over jumpsuit and some black heels . I then decide to put on my mother's gold crown that she wore on her wedding day. I look at my braid and decided to take it out; Let my hair flow. I leave my room twenty minutes later and head to the living room. I realize that Anna isn't ready so Kristoff and I wait on the large sectional, almost uncomfortably in silence. After half an hour or so, Anna finally comes down the steps. She wore a red and blush-toned dress. She paired the look with nude suede pump heels, a red lip and did her hair into two braids.

"Wow… you look stunning Anna." Kristoff says, blushing. I can see Sven outside the french doors, trying o get inside. He looks like he wants to personally inspect Anna's outfit.

"Thanks Honey." Anna giggles.

"Ok let's go, I don't want to miss it." I say.

We all shuffle to the door, and soon we sit side by side in a horse and carriage, on our way to the we finally arrive, we rush inside and take our seats. There are a lot of children at the play. It makes me confused, so I look at the program to see what this is all about. The title of the play reads, "The Ugly Duckling." I turn to Kristoff and show him, to which he frowns, glancing around at all the children.

"I'm sorry Elsa I didn't know. We can go back."

"No, we're here anyways, besides, I've never heard of this children's story."

"Really? Well I think you're going to love it then," He assures me, turning back to the front stage.

I smile as I turn my head to the starting play. The story is about a little duckling who is depressed because he thinks he is the ugliest amongst all his brothers and sisters. They would not play with him and teased the poor ugly duckling. One day, he saw his reflection in the water and cried, "Nobody likes me. I'm too ugly." So he decides to leave home and go far away into the woods. Finally, spring arrives. One day, the duckling sees a beautiful swan swimming in the pond and falls in love with her. But then he remembers how everyone made fun of him and he bends his head down in shame. He couldn't bare to face the lovely swan, when he would instantly be rejected. But when he saw his own reflection in the water he was astonished. He was not an ugly duckling anymore, but a handsome young swan! Now, he knew why he had looked so different from his brothers and sisters. He was special. Kind of like me...

I could feel the tears well up I my eyes, not bothering to dry them up even if this was a children's play. Even if my makeup was starting to run down my cheeks. I felt like I was the swan.

"Elsa, are you crying?" Kristoff questions me, Anna turning to see me as well.

"No… I have…something in my eyes."

"Okay...if you say so."

When the play was over, Anna and Kristoff ditch me to go off to a Pub. So I just go home and sleep.

In Elsa's mind...

"HELLPP!" I hear Anna yell, somewhere outside of my room.

There's a fire….I can smell the smoke, but I can't see, it too dark!

Suddenly I see Anna on a whipping post, bloody and crying… I try to move toward her, to reach her hand, but I can't, it's like I'm tied down.

Then I see mother.

"Elsa how could you let this happen!" Mother shouts, sobbing. She lies in front of me, facing Anna.

"Mother! It's not my fault!" I scream, desperately trying to move even a little bit. My sister's screams becoming higher, more painful.

Then I realize Father is there. I stare at him in fear.

"You're a monster Elsa!" He screams at me, his eyes boring into my soul.

And in an instant their heads were sliced off. A figure appears, too dark for me to see, and kisses Anna's forehead, before he sets her body on fire.

I can only watch in horror, there's nothing else I can do. I watch my parent's corpse's begin to turn blue, to decay in front of my eyes. I stare at my sister screaming in pain while she dies. I call out to her but she's already gone. Her lips turn a sickly shade of blue before the figure reappears in front of me, the fire burning a bright red behind him, my parents' heads turned in my direction, as if they're still watching me...

"Long...Live...the Queen." He speaks, his voice echoing and splintering in a thousand directions, as he disappears in a mist. The fire devours me whole.

And finally I wake up…

Back in reality…

I jolt awake, panting. My first thought? Where is Anna!? I'm about to get up, until I realize I've somehow managed to lose all of my strength in just waking up. It's like I died then somehow was reborn. Glancing over my self, I noticed a faint pink scar, reaching up my entire forearm.

From the fire...I think, ignoring the pain, and get up out of bed. I nearly ran through my door, into the hall. Banging on my sister's door, I notice another scar, this one running across my neck.

Decapitation…

What happened last night?!

"Anna!" I yell, banging on the door until my fist turns as pink as the scars on my body.

"Elsa?" I hear her call out, not from the room, but from the stairwell beside her door. I barely have time to notice the small puffy white cloud form over my head as I rush forward, and encase my sister in a hug, before she even makes the landing. Snowflakes fall slowly around us both, allowing my breathing to slow, and me to calm down.

"Elsa are you ok?" Anna asks, her blue eyes wide. I make my best smile, and pull away from her, trying my best to hide t scars from her view.

It wasn't real, I tell myself. Even though I know that if it really weren't real, I shouldn't have these scars.

"I'm...I'm just so happy you're home. I was beginning to get worried you know, what time is it?" I ask her.

"It's 10:47am, are you sure you're alright? it's not you like you to sleep in." Anna says, placing her hand on my forehead.

"I'm...I'm fine, I guess I just...didn't get a good night's sleep. Worried about the last minute wedding details," I ramble, noticing a golden light coming from the window beside us. When I turn to face it, I see smoke.

"Elsa?" Anna asks again, drawing my attention away from the window.

"Yeah, um, you were saying?" I say, seeing a spark out of the corner of my eye.

"I was saying that you don't have to worry, Kristoff and I have got it all covered. You don't have to do a thing," Anna continues. I smile, my eyes back on the view outside of the window. I was right about the spark and the smoke. But it wasn't a fire. It was a few guys starting up their boat on the docks.

No fire, nothing. Anna is alright. There was nothing I could do to save Mother and Father. Stay calm. I tell myself again, turning back to Anna just as she finishes speaking. I hadn't heard a thing...Oh great.

"...Elsa...are you sure you're ok? I can call up the Royal Doctor," Anna suggests, taking my hands in hers.

"I'm fine Anna, I promise. I'll get ready for breakfast and meet you downstairs, ok?" I say, stepping back toward my bedroom door. She nods, turning away and walking down the stairs, only looking back once.

Am I really ok? Is this what it feels like to go insane?

And the most important question...Was the fire real?

"Elsa!" Anna yells up at me from downstairs.

"Yes?" I yell down, holding my door open just enough to hear her reply.

"Jacob is here, he needs to tell you something about some Royal Shipments!" She shouts up. I smile, ignoring the fact that I really just want to be alone.

"Alright, I'll be down in a few!" I yell, shutting my bedroom door at last.

Leaning back against the door, I almost wonder what Anna would've done if I had told her the truth earlier.

What will Jacob do if he finds out his Queen is going crazy?