Chapter 3
After a minute, you withdraw from Elsa's comforting embrace. You stand by the bed, and look down at Anna.
"So much like me when I was turned," you whisper. Your eyes are saddened.
"Hmm?" Elsa asks.
"Nothing," you say, with a shake of your head. "I hope she's gonna be okay, afterwards."
Elsa looks up at you, beginning to glare icy daggers at you.
You put your hands up defensively. "Physically, she will be fine. I just worry about how she will respond to the changes."
"What do you mean?" Elsa asks. It's not the command of a queen; instead, it is the inquiry of a worried sibling.
"Fledglings—newly turned vampires—can have different responses to the transformation. They wake up, and they know something is different. Sometimes, when they wake up, they are confused. Sometimes, they are scared. Sometimes, they can become very hostile until their sire gets them used to being around people," you explain. "I don't know how Anna will respond after her transformation is complete."
Suddenly, Anna grumbles and curls up into a ball. Elsa takes a step forward and outstretches her right hand, meaning to comfort her sister.
"Don't," you say, grabbing her arm.
Anna whimpers once more, and then unleashes a bloodcurdling scream of torture. She begins to thrash in agony.
Elsa looks at you. You can tell she's trying hard not to panic. You, reassuringly, grab her hand.
After a few minutes, Anna relaxes and her expression becomes peaceful. She turns to face away from you and Elsa.
"How long will this happen, Y/N?" Elsa inquires, looking at you, with a very worried expression.
"Three days," you reply. "On the third day, at sunset, she will awaken."
"What if she..." Elsa can't bring herself to finish the sentence. She prays it doesn't happen. You understand what she means, and reply:
"If she is hostile when she awakens, and shows no sign of knowing you, I will make sure that you and I are the first people she gets used to, again," you promise the Snow Queen.
Elsa embraces you, once more, and says, "Thank you, Y/N,"
"It is the least I could do," you reply, smiling in return.
With that, you both watch the transforming human. A comfortable silence enveloped the room.
Two hours later, you walk to the window, and open it. The cool, night air blows your hair a little.
"You're leaving?" Elsa asks. You are surprised to find a hint of sadness in the queen's voice.
You crouch down on the windowsill, and turn to face the monarch. "I don't belong here. I might be a vampire, but that doesn't change my status as a mere commoner."
"Are you sure you don't want to stay in the dungeon?" Elsa asks, and then blushes slightly at the awkwardness of the question.
You laugh under your breath. "I'll be fine. At any rate, I need to feed. I'll come back in three days."
Elsa walks forward, and places her right hand on your shoulder. "Safe travels, little vampire."
You bow your head. "Thank you."
Then, you leap out the window, and vanish into the night.