The wind blew fiercely against the sails, rocking the ship violently , threatening to overturn it.
It had been just one day at sea, and Elsa was already beginning to regret her decision on leaving Arendelle.
She and Anna still weren't speaking, mostly because Anna thought that Elsa was going to die, so therefore was not happy about her leaving, even more so than she was before. Though she had sent Elsa a reassuring smile before she left, saying that she forgave her and just wanted her sister to come back alive.
Elsa was now doubting that she would even get to the Southern Isles alive, let alone back to Arendelle.
Why did I come?
Suddenly, a huge wave came crashing over the side of the boat, nearly taking it down as it splashed back into the sea.
This was a terrible idea, I should have listened to Anna.
Standing on deck she felt a chill go down her spine, though it was not due to the cold rain that was falling, it was the thought of her parents and their deaths.
I could end up like them, deep beneath the cruel ocean wave. But who would Anna have then? Kristoff?
The thought of him sent yet another shiver up her spine, there was something about him that she just couldn't put her finger on, though she knew Anna was too naïve to see or feel it.
"Your Majesty!" One of the crew members shouted, snapping Elsa out of her daze, "You need to get back to your cabin! Now!"
Doing as she was told, Elsa ran to her cabin, though she was not quite fast enough. Not a second before she would have made it to her cabin had another wave came crashing down on to the deck. She put her hands up, feeling a sense of foreboding, and shot her ice upwards, hoping that it would be enough to save her...
The next thing Elsa knew, someone was angrily bashing their fist against the door to her cabin.
"You up yet?!" They bellowed rudely, "We've docked!"
Elsa went to reply, but no words came, though it was probably just as well, she doubted that they would have wanted to hear what she had to say.
Wearily, Elsa swung her legs off of the bed, a dull ache paining her as she did.
What happened?
Ignoring her body screaming at her to stop, she stood up, and prepared to create a suitable dress for the occasion, but she stopped unable to create any ice.
She looked to her hands, wondering what had happened, she didn't have her gloves on, yet she still couldn't conger up a single snowflake.
She sat back down, and tried again, waving her hand to produce a small snowball, but to no avail.
Odd.
After ten minuets she gave in attempting, her powers gone. She shivered, not because of thought this time, like she usually would. No, this time it really was because of the cold.
She would have to wear one of her old dresses that she had packed, thanks to the thoughtfulness of her maid, Gerda, of course, because if it hadn't been for her she would have tried to rely on her ice powers...
"Well, are you up or not?!" Came the same gruff voice that had disturbed her earlier.
Elsa went to reply but did not, knowing that, yet again, even if she could say something this time, they still wouldn't want to hear what she had to say. She simply stood up, casually sliding on the first dress that she could, and adding the gloves for good measure, before swinging the door open within seconds of the second calling.
"I suggest you do not speak to me like that again, do you understand?" She seethed, still calm, coldly, making sure only the man she was talking to could hear her.
Without waiting for his answer, she flounced off, her attitude and presence both harsh, showing that she was not the person that you would want to pick a fight with right then and there.
The gates were opened hastily, apparently they had not expected Elsa to come so soon, if at all.
Never the less, Elsa kept up her cold attitude, if she couldn't harm them with her ice, she was going to give them the impression that she could.
"We are so, so, so ,so-" stuttered the Queen Astoria of the Southern Isles, "so, sorry, Queen Elsa"
Elsa moved her hand to the shaking woman's shoulder, "No, No, I should have written first, but you see I had to come as fast as I could, I have a large fear of water..." Elsa explained, "And I had to come before my fear got the better of me..."
There was a long silence, as each queen played back the horrible truth of what had happened nearly four years ago.
"I am so sorry for your loss Queen Elsa, the seas are harsh and unforgiving, taking down the most innocent of people," Astoria sympathised.
Elsa could feel tears threatening to fall, but if she let them fall, she knew that they would take her cold presence away, and she couldn't afford that.
Not right then.
She had to wait for her powers to come back.
And who knew when that was.
They continued to walk in silence, all the way to the great hall, where the king, Alfred, was waiting for them.
The doors to the room were tall and overly decorated, towering over every other door, leaving Elsa to begin to feel slightly uncomfortable.
Still, Elsa stood patiently waiting for Alfred to beckon her in, doing her best not to ask for anything more out of their hospitality.
"Please, Queen Elsa, come on in," he offered, just like she had expected.
She was given a slight push by Astoria to go in, though she could have made her own first steps.
The whole room was just as intimidating as the door, showing off that the Southern Isles was powerful and rich, more so than Arendelle, and Elsa knew that they could destroy Arendelle within days. So she couldn't risk doing something to anger them.
Make one wrong move and everyone will know.
"Queen Elsa, I am glad that you accepted my offer, I would feel terrible knowing that my son was gone, though not few were fond of him, I was, and I could never live with the fact that he left the earth before me," Alfred said, with a hint of hurt in his voice, as if he actually meant it.
Elsa knew that he didn't.
Remember what Anna told you.
Still, she didn't let them know that she knew how fake they were. That would mean cause for disaster.
"So what is it that you want to do?" He continued, "About Hans' sentence that is,"
Elsa went to reply, opening her mouth, but choked on her words, it seemed every power she had was being taken off of her that day, "I..." she stuttered, pausing to cough, "I would like to... um... See... Your son, before I... make my decision."
Alfred turned away for a moment, confronting his wife, obviously unsure about Elsa's proposition.
After putting in, what could only have been a couple of minuets worth of thought, they both turned back to Elsa, hesitating only to nod in agreement to each other, before looking towards Elsa.
"Queen Elsa," Astoria started, her voice shaking nervously.
"Let me," Alfred offered his wife, without an answer, he continued, "Queen Elsa, we would love for you to see our son, before you make the decision, would you prefer if a guard accompanied you?"
"No, I would rather not, but thank you for the offer," Elsa replied, trying to sound as polite as possible, "I would just like some directions,"
"Very well" Alfred commented, gesturing in the direction of, what Elsa guessedwas, Hans' room...
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