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Chapter 2:

Elsa woke to the sound of someone knocking on her door.

She peeked out through her still hazy eyelids at the window to the left of her bed, the sun was up and higher than when she would normally wake. I guess that was a given considering the lack of sleep she got last night.

Damn… there is that incessant knocking again, OK… well actually it was a rather light and kind of polite, it just felt incessant due to her sleep deprived brain and the unprecedented urge to drift back to sleep, back into her dreams…

Wait, what was I dreaming about again?

Elsa tried to recall the memories that left this empty feeling inside her, like she was being told a really good story, but never got to the end.

Wait actually, I know that knock… Elsa thought to herself, as she threw her legs off the bed and headed towards the door, pushing these new feelings to the back of her mind. She straightened her sleepwear and cracked the door open slightly to receive the person on the other end.

"Elsa, hey honey. I hope I didn't wake you?" the Queen Liera asked with a small smile on her face, still at a reasonable distance from the door, knowing that Elsa didn't like to get to close to anyone.

Elsa smiled back. She liked the queen. She had always been kind to her and had always given her her space as Elsa had needed.

"Your Majesty, no… no, I was already awake", Elsa replied, not wanting the Queen to feel bad for her oversleeping.

The queen's smile grew a little wider, as if to say I know that's not the case but I won't press any further.

"Right… well dear, I just came to remind you that the wedding dresses have arrived today, if you would be willing to try them on at some stage? We had them specially tailored for you, so there is no need to fuss about needing assistance or anything like that."

Gods… in her currently preoccupied mind, she had forgotten that in just three days' time she was going to be married. She dreaded the thought. What where they expecting? She couldn't even get dressed with someone assisting her, how did they expect her to stand in front of hundreds of people and say her wedding vows without freezing everything solid? But she had made a promise, and that promise was one she was going to have to fulfill, somehow. She was adopted from nothing into royalty by this amazingly kind family; the least she could do was fulfill her part in the marriage arrangement to their youngest son.

Still, her powers reminded her of the anxiety of the upcoming events by rearing its ugly head in that moment. She noticed the queen shake off a slight shiver as Elsa's own countenance fell to one of worry.

But now was not the time for that, the queen still needed an answer, so she sucked it up and put on her best smile she could muster.

"Yes of course, Your Majesty. Thank you, for entertaining my unorthodox personality traits as it were." Elsa replied with a grateful countenance. Hating that she needed what felt like special attention, with regards to the custom made wedding dresses… plural mind you.

"I hope it wasn't too costly to the crown and your family."

"Elsa, you are family, please think nothing of it." The queen responded with her usual smile. "Besides there is no cost too great when it comes to weddings is there?" The queen asked with an exited catch in her tone, like a little girl awaiting her birthday presents.

Well at least someone is going to enjoy the wedding, Elsa thought to herself.

"Thank you again, Your Majesty. Please, send Lora at your earliest convenience, I will be honored to try on the wedding dresses."

The queen's face turned to one of questioning.

"It seems that Lora was unable to make it in today, I found it quiet strange actually, she has never been absent even one day before, and I think she has taken quiet a liking to you Elsa, nice to know you have a friend in the castle." The queen said good-naturedly.

Elsa didn't know about that. Even though she was her personal assistant, she had not spoken very much at all to the girl, aside from her usual requests for food and to run her a bath and some other menial things. Other than that she tried to keep their interactions to a minimal.

"But not to fear, I'll send up the new girl, she just finished her training last week but has taken to it like a star, I'm sure she can handle the task just fine."

Elsa winced at the news but held up her smile. Even though she hadn't spent any personal time with Lora, she was exceptional at playing her part in their working relationship, she didn't cause any fuss and always obliged Elsa in whatever way she could. A new girl meant new possibilities, and new possibilities meant potential disaster.
Still there was nothing to be done so she nodded in response and said her farewells to the queen as she went back to doing her queenly duties.

She had not forgotten to mention the letter, she just thought that maybe there was a more appropriate time, and besides it was more of a task for the king and his men, better not bother the queen with such things.

She went through her schedule in her head. Not that much needed to be done today, considering she was a socially awkward, recluse, who spent most of her time in the library.

I wonder if they found the mess of ice, or probably by now – water; tarnishing the library floor? Elsa thought with a guilty conscious. She would explain it to the king when she mentioned the letter.

She would have to get the new girl to send for the king later today, she hoped he didn't mind too much, she knew he was a busy man.

The king was a hard man, hard but still kind, I mean here I am, living under the roof of royalty. He didn't speak to Elsa much, in fact she could count the number of interactions she had had with him. They were never too unpleasant, but she always felt like he was looking down on her in some way, like he always remembered that she was just a commoner under his roof. It was strange because he was the one who originally decided to adopt her.

Elsa found that she had a hard time keeping her powers under control in his presence, probably due to the anxiety of being under his all-powerful gaze.

She cast aside the becoming of the inevitable un-comfortableness. This needed to be done and she couldn't let her unease detour her from what needed to happen.

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She was dressed and presentable by the time she heard a light knock on her door.

This must be the new girl bringing the dresses, Elsa thought as her usual flair of anxiety rose within her, thinking of all the possible ways this could go wrong.

She made her way over to the door and cracked it open just wide enough to look through with both eyes.

The only thing she could make out whilst peering through her make shift window, was a pair of small dainty arms hugging what seemed to be at least four different wedding dresses, all white.

The sight almost brought a smile to Elsa's lips, almost…

"Um, hi… is this Elsa's room…?"

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"Oh..! Sorry…! Her Majesty Elsa's room?"

This time Elsa did smile, if only for a half second. This girl's voice was like cotton-candy to her ears…
It sounded… angelic… and regal and cute and intoxicating and yet… strangely familiar.

Where have I heard that voice from?

Elsa was lost in thought for what must have been ages, when she finally started to pull free of her hazy mind.
She was about to try think of a logical answer to this very simple question when the girl turned to the side so she could see around the bunched up dresses in her hands… and Elsa was immediately captivated, her previous hunt for an answer long forgotten.

The first thing she noticed was her bright auburn hair, tied neatly into twin braids that draped over her shoulders. The color was radiant; it reminded her of a warm summer day or a magnificent sunset. Then her cute little nose, covered in a light assortment of adorable freckles that spread to her cheeks. She had perfectly lips, upturned into an anxious smile.

But her eyes were what stood out the most for Elsa. Teal pools of pure energy that seemed to captivate every part of her, it felt akin to being on the edge of a rather large whirlpool; slowly pulling her in, unable to resist. There was simply nothing she could do but stare.

After a few more seconds the girl spoke again.

"Um… Your Majesty…?

Elsa slowly pulled herself back to reality… she was enough of a freak-show already without this stunned muted silence to back it up. She needed to focus… but still, who is this person? Why does just looking at her make me feel so completely entranced by her entire presence?

Why does she look so familiar?

"Um… yes this is Elsa's room… and I am her." Wow, smooth Elsa, you couldn't be more regal if you tried.

The girls face immediately lit up, a big smile now plastered across her face.

"Great… at first I was all like maybe this isn't Elsa's room, cause you were all quiet and stuff… or maybe you were just mad that I didn't use your title… wait I think I forgot again… Your Majesty… Wait, am I in trouble…? The girls said in one long jagged sentence, finishing with a slightly worried countenance.

Elsa was once again momentarily taken aback by the girl's eccentrically chipper personality. It took her another few seconds to reply again.

"N-No… you're not in any trouble…" Elsa said, not knowing what else to follow up with.

"Oh that's good!" she exclaimed, relief evident on her face.

"So can I come in…? I kind of don't have anywhere to put these dresses out here and I don't think the queen would be too happy if I got them dirty… not to say that you would be happy… I mean of course you would be mad; they are your dresses… I was just trying to say… um… I'm just going to shut up now…" the girl suddenly snapped her mouth shut, like someone had dropped ice down her shirt, probably due to the look on Elsa's face.

She wanted to come in? I've never let anyone into my room whilst I've been inside myself. I guess it makes sense though… I can't expect her to stand outside with the dresses the entire time I suppose. Besides rather her drop them off on my bed then me have to fetch them from her arms; that would just increase the likelihood of things going wrong.

Speaking of which, Elsa suddenly realized her powers where showing no sign of their existence. She could still feel them, sitting there, but dormant almost, settled. This was new… this was the first time ever she has felt like she was the one in control, or at least more in control.

Having this new found knowledge along with a sense of logic, won the battle of conflicting thoughts in her head.

"Y-yes… you may enter" Elsa said as she took four large steps away from the door, bringing her hands to her chest for a false sense of security, I guess a 'false sense' is better than no sense at all.

The girl smiled again, making her way through the door and laying the dresses on the bed.

My gods her smile is infectious…

Now that she was standing there, un-obscured by the dresses, Elsa noticed a few more things.

She was shorter then herself by just under a foot, but the way she carried herself made Elsa feel like the shorter one. She was wearing the regular servants outfit made for catering staff, it was really cute, but for some reason Elsa thought it looked unnatural on her, like she was meant to wear something else…

"So, Your Majesty… do you need any assistance… or… anything? The girl queried with what looked like a hopeful look on her face…

No, that couldn't be right… Anxious, yes that must be it.

Elsa was taken aback by the girl's line of questioning; had she not been told about her condition? No surly she had been told by the queen, she wouldn't have sent her up here otherwise…

"No!" … "Thank you… I can do it myself." Elsa blurted out, her words coming out harsher than she intended. She flinched, surprised at her own reaction, mentally berating herself for being so rude.

The girl flinched too; probably deathly afraid of her…

"Oh… yea, OK… I'll just be going then…' the girl said with a disappointed face.

Wait disappointment… that can't be right…

She must be mistaking disappointment with fear or something of the like.

The girl left with Elsa still standing in the corner, hand held up to her chest. She didn't notice it herself but when the girl left… so did all the warmth from the room as Elsa's powers made themselves known again. She did however notice the empty feeling in her chest… similar to the one she got after waking up from her dreams.

She also realized she had no idea what the girls name was…