It's not everyday you wake up disorientated with no memories and a stabbing pain in your stomach. You wince as you sit up, running your fingers over your stomach. At least you're bandaged and in a comfortable bed.
You take a moment to look around the room you're in. It's a nicely decorated bedroom and there is a large, frosted window to the left of you. It's dark outside, and it seems to be snowing. The cackling fireplace in front of the bed warms the room and compliments the snow outside. You're perturbed when the wooden door clicks and swings open. A wolf comes running in, barking happily. You're startled for a moment but then you realize it's your life-long companion(you think). He lays his head on the edge of the bed and whimpers, pushing his snout under your hand.
You accept his nudge. He decides to snuggle his head under your neck then lick your face, making you laugh as you struggle to avoid his slobber.
Another figure steps into the room, "Such a wonderful companion."
The voice is gentle and calm. You look up and meet eyes with a pretty, elegant, young woman at the doorway. The icy-like dress she's adorning is intoxicating, with the way it shows off her figure. Her platinum blonde hair is pushed back with a style of wildness, and the rest of it is braided on one side of her head.
Wow, she's beautiful.
Your companion seems to like her as well. He leaves your side to tuck his large head under her arm.
The woman chuckles and pets him, "He's very friendly for his size."
You feel dizzy. You don't know if it's because of your head wound or because this woman is so dazzling.
She walks up to hover over you, "How are you feeling?"
You realize you haven't said a word to her since she entered the room.
"I...I think I'm okay. May I ask who you are?" You manage to utter out.
"I am Elsa, queen of Arendelle."
You're taken aback by her position and you try your best to bow your heavy head, "Your majesty,"
"Please, don't strain yourself. What is your name?"
It takes a moment but you remember your name, "(Name)."
"And where are you from?"
"I don't remember..." you say. Your head hurts, and frankly trying to recall your memories is making it worse.
She nods understandingly and tells you about how she found you and your companion on the outskirts of Arendelle. You were unconscious, and in a critical condition. If it were not for her and your wolf, you would have died. She spends the next few minutes checking your wounds and making sure you have everything you need.
You thank her and she helps you lay back down onto the bed so you don't reopen your wound. Your companion hops onto the bed and attempts to lie down, but he can't because he's too enormous. He trots back over to your side of the bed and lays down on the floor with a baffled sigh. Elsa laughs lightly and pets him again, quietly praising him for being a loving companion.
As she leaves, she gives you a smile that is absolutely breathtaking.