She leads him into an open room that opens up into a balcony that overlooked Arendelle, the same door he looked through when he was trying to distract himself earlier.

The more he studied the castle, the more fascinated he became with it and her. It was beautiful, enchanting even, but at the same time, seemed to have a sad past, all in all it was one of a kind, much like Elsa herself. That's when he started wondering..."What inspired her to do this?" He thinks to himself, not wanting to ask directly, especially considering how secretive he's been, it wouldn't be fair.

Unfortunately, though his curiosity was starting to get the best of him and she could tell, he was hesitating a little more than usual and frankly just looked like he was getting uncomfortable.

She slowly brings his eyes to meet hers and gives him a warm smile. "Go ahead, ask." She says softly. He kind of looked to the side before looking back in her eyes and finally deciding to just ask.

"Where did you get the idea for...?" He stopped and kind of waves his finger around, referring to the ice castle. Her smile faded a little bit, but the question didn't really bother her, it's just that Arendelle hadn't quite had time to recover from that incident, especially with the werewolves showing up not long after and her not really finding out until recently thanks to certain members of the council trying to cover it up.

"I need to ask you something first..." She states calmly. He grew quiet for a moment, he had a pretty good idea what she was going to ask and he hated talking about it, but fair's fair.

He nods a little and waits on her to ask. "Why keep so many secrets?" She asks, her voice a little hesitant when she does. He didn't respond right off the bat, which made her a little nervous, but not really in an uncomfortable way.

He finally just sighs then meets her eyes. "Let's just say the past can be a wilderness of horrors that no one should have the displeasure of learning about..." He answers, his tone almost depressing.

She nods contently; it was a fair answer at the least even if it left her with more questions. "Where to start..." She says to herself, looking away for a moment when she does. He studies her quietly, waiting on her answer, though he was expecting a similar response to his.

"When I was a little girl, Anna and I were playing in the throne room. We built Olaf for the first time that night, ice skated and so on." She smiled a little remembering the fun they had when they were little before continuing.

"Anyway, I made these snow mounds for her to jump on and she just kept getting higher and higher until I couldn't keep up with her. I slipped and she was about to fall when..." She chokes on the rest of the sentence, almost bursting into tears after remembering that, the one thing she couldn't quite come to peace with no matter how hard she tried.

He felt like gutting himself after hearing her answer, this whole time he's been focused on repressing his own demons that he didn't acknowledge that she may have been dealing with similar ones.

His head drops a little when he heard her whimpering a bit like she was about to start crying before instinctively pulling her close and holding her tightly, trying to help her feel better.

She buries her head in his chest as they embraced; trying to hold back tears to no avail while he gently strokes her hair. "I'm sorry, it ain't my business..." He whispered softly, making her look up a little.


"No, it's okay. It's just hard letting that go..." She says softly, still whimpering a little when she speaks. He nods a little, he knew exactly how she felt, it still hurt to be around her no matter how close they've gotten, but somehow it was starting to get a little easier.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but how did you deal with it?" She asks shakily, making him twitch a little. He thought for a minute, not really sure what to tell her considering he's still beating himself up about almost killing her when she was little.

"Well, I ain't gonna lie, that's a tough one. Most of us turn to drink, many use contraband, and others simply use sex as a distraction, but they were your more cold blooded fiends..." He stopped after feeling her tense up with the last part and shakes his head a little.

"Too far..." He said to himself. "Personally, I prefer the herb, it helps me think clearer, I ain't stealing anybody's innocence and I don't make a complete fool of myself. Don't get me wrong, I like a strong drink every now and then, but my mood tends to flip flop when I drink." He says simply, helping her relax a little. "But, no matter the incentive, some things can't be completely blocked out." He said dully, looking down a little bit when he starts seeing the whole night again.

She studies him quietly, feeling his heart rate rise after he looks away, followed by the muscles in his chest tightening and even stretching like something was trying to rip it's way out of him.

He yelped quietly when the pain hit him, desperately trying to get a grip on himself, but finding it only made his adrenaline pump even more, almost making him completely turn right there.

He groaned helplessly before letting Elsa go and making his way outside, but not before he felt her embrace him from behind, her gentle hand stroking his chest and trying to coax him into relaxing.

The wolf almost took over when she grabbed him, but after he felt her touch, he managed to fight it back enough to where the change started to reverse. He goes limp in her arms, almost passing out from the sudden attack and tries to catch his breath again.

She carefully lays him down, still stroking his chest in an attempt to comfort him when she feels him shaking and twitching like he was trying to recover from being hit by lightning.

"Are you okay?" She asks quickly. "Yeah, I'm fine." He answers, hearing her heart quicken a little when her concern grew. He was hiding something and she knew it, but she knew he most likely wouldn't tell her exactly what unless she just kept asking and she didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

"What happened?" She asks quietly, helping him sit up a little and gently wrapping her arm around him in case it happened again. "Honestly, I don't know. Something happened when I was younger that made me start having these...random attacks that nearly paralyze me or just knock me out." He explained calmly, mentally kicking himself for lying to her again, but he still thought it was for the best.

Her head drops when she heard him, a snow flurry forming around them afterwards. "Do you remember what?" She asked nervously, almost wishing she hadn't even asked.

"I have a pretty good idea..." He said dully, looking down a little himself and catching her full attention. She was about to ask him something else, but quickly stops herself before she does. He looks towards her when she hesitates and studies her.

He could already tell what she wanted to ask and he felt it was only fair to give her a little of the truth anyway. "You sure you wanna know?" He asks calmly, making her raise her eyebrow a little bit.


"What?" She asks casually, now wondering how he knew what she was thinking. "Why I'm so distant, why I have these attacks and so on. You looked like you were about to ask, not trying to make presumptions or anything." He answers calmly, meeting her eyes when he does.

She nods a little bit before moving a little closer to him. "If you feel like telling me..." She says softly, stroking his cheek a little when she does. "You told me about your childhood demon; it feels fair that I tell you about one of mine, if you still want to know anyway." He says cautiously, kind of hoping that'd make her lose interest in the subject.

"It may help you feel a little better if you talk about it." She said gently, the tone in her voice letting him know that she really cared and that she was just trying to help, which made him feel even guiltier for having to hide his nature.

"There was this kingdom thirteen years ago, kind of small, out of the way, not really much to it and wasn't really too much of a threat to anybody. They had been paying the leader of our little clan, a brute named Robert for a couple of years until they just decided they weren't gonna let him shake them down anymore." He starts calmly, his body hurting with every false word that escaped his lips while Elsa listens intently, a mix of concern and sadness decorating her face.

"Anyway, he decided to make an example out of them by burning the castle down, with the royal family inside and gave me the honor of setting the blaze..." He continues, a mortified look crossing her face when she heard the end. "Why you...?" She squeaks a little while she tries to contain her shock.

"Because I was a kid, I was just small enough to infiltrate the castle without drawing attention." He answers a little bluntly, but she could tell he wasn't proud of it. "What did you do when...?" She started quietly.

"Honestly, I accepted his orders without question, listened to his plan and marched with the entire clan to deliver the "package"." He says calmly, keeping his eyes forward until he felt her fingers stroke under his chin, which made him close them comfortably before he remembered that he was telling her a story.

"Do you really want to hear the rest?" He asks hesitantly as their eyes meet again. "Will you at least tell me if you went through with it?" She requests in a considerate tone.

He nods a little; he owes her more than she even knows, especially since he was still lying to her. "I got in, spread the oil and was about to light it when..." He stops, not really sure how to explain the rest without hinting that he was talking about her.

She just waits patiently for him to finish, a comforting look in her eyes. "A little girl came in, horror in her eyes when she saw the demon who was about to burn her and her family alive just because they were tired of being bullied by brigands." His voice shook as he finished the sentence, their hearts shattering at the same time afterwards despite picturing different incidents.

She hugs him tightly, trying to offer him comfort and gently resting her head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around her and carefully pulls her close, tears streaming from his eyes when he does, but somehow that didn't keep him from relaxing in her arms.

"You can't carry that around all your life, you'll only end up hating yourself. Trust me, I've been there." She starts gently before tenderly touching his cheek. "You haven't killed anybody..." He kind of mutters.

"I almost did..." She says quietly, his eyes studying her when she did. "A few months ago, during my coronation party, Anna and I got into an argument and things got a little heated. Then before I knew it, I had revealed my powers to everyone in Arendelle, several foreign dignitaries and Anna; I'll explain that later if you want to know. Then, I fled Arendelle, plunging it into an eternal winter as I ran and came here then built my ice castle and decided it was best to be alone." She explains, Mikael listening intently as she does.

"What...was the argument about if you don't mind my asking?" He inquires hesitantly. "She was about to marry a man she just met and wanted my blessing. I told her no." She answers calmly, almost making his mouth drop. "She was about to marry somebody she just met?" He asks in a kind of stunned tone.


"Yeah. She was lonely, he was charming and...he asked her to marry him and she agreed." She answers a little quickly, acting like she wasn't fond of talking about whoever this man was.

"You wouldn't happen to be talking about...?" He asks, feeling kind of stupid after he did. "No, of course not. His name was Hans; he's a prince from the Southern Isles, well former prince." She answers calmly, a look of relief forming on Mikael's face.

"I take it he didn't leave on good terms." He says calmly. "No, he was using my sister to get close to me so he could kill both of us and become king. It didn't help much having already put Arendelle in an eternal winter, then Anna tracking me down only for me to shoot a piece of ice into her heart and basically freeze her to death..." She started tearing up towards the end, almost making him start crying again.

"She sacrificed herself to save me from Hans and...that act of love was enough to thaw the ice in her heart and bring her back, then I realized that same love was the key to thawing Arendelle." She finishes, wiping tears from her eyes when she does.

He sighs a little, now he was figuring it out. She definitely knew what he was dealing with as she went through it all herself, just under a few different circumstances compared to him. What really got him, though is how much they really seemed to have in common despite being from two very different worlds and having two rather different powers, yet it's like they felt the exact same pain ever since their reluctant meeting, possibly before then.

"All this time and she's been going through the same thing..." He thinks to himself, unknowingly sniffling a bit before he felt her gently stroke his cheek then wiping tears from his face.

He looks in her direction to see tears streaming from her eyes and a small, but comforting smile on her face as she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him close, his arms embracing her comfortably as they grew closer.

"Maybe I should tell her, she has a pretty good idea what it's like. Well, she hasn't spilled as much blood as I have, though...and there's no telling how she'll react should she learn I almost killed her..." He debates in his mind while they relax in each other's arms, Elsa timidly kissing his cheek afterwards and making him blush madly.

"I have a request, if you don't mind..." She asks, her voice shaking a little from her crying. "Sure, what is it?" He asks quietly, trying to hold his own tears back. "I know you've been trying to leave Arendelle for the past couple of days and I don't want to sound like I'm trying to keep you prisoner or anything, but...will you at least stay for the autumn festival, then if you still want to leave none of us will try and talk you out of it." She says softly, almost breaking him right there and making him think for a minute.

He was still set on leaving to keep from putting Arendelle in anymore danger, but he was starting to wonder if that was really a good idea, especially with the wolves being as active as they were here.

Something was begging him to stay in Arendelle, try his chances with her and hopefully..."That's it...she's under my skin...now what?" He thought, taking a deep breath before looking in her eyes.

"I think I can do that..." He says calmly, still hesitating a little when he did, but it didn't phase her. "Really...great...okay!" She hugged him so tight that they both fell down, with her laying on top of him while an excited look decorates her face after hearing his answer. He chuckled a little when she tackled him and just holds her close, hoping he didn't just guarantee their slaughter.

They lock eyes again, their breath tickling each other's skin and making them tremble timidly, but in a comfortable way. She smiles softly, discreetly eyeing his lips before gently stroking his cheek, which made a light smile form on his face.

They started blushing a little, neither of them really sure what to do next when they find themselves enthralled by each other. Before either of them knew it, they were leaning closer together until their lips finally meet, both of them letting out a light moan the moment they did.

After about five seconds, nerves got the best of them and they reluctantly stopped, their faces red as they quietly study each other and start shaking more than they were before. They shyly lock eyes again, secretly starting craving each other more now than ever, but neither of them wanting risk making the other uncomfortable.


She gently lays her head on his chest, a content smile on her face as he wraps his arms around her, his embrace making her entire body nearly go limp as she relaxed in his arms. He carefully plays with a lock of her hair, his finger tickling her forehead and making her giggle every now and then which made him smile a little.

"Have you ever let anybody this close before?" She asks softly, making his smile fade a little bit. "No, I usually try to avoid people as much as possible..." He answers quietly. "Why?" She asks quietly.

"I was taught to survive, to hide in plain sight and trust people long enough to do business with them...then kill them if they tried anything. The kids in our clan didn't have snowball fights, play hide and seek or anything like that, we had tactical training and...gladiator matches." He explains in a low tone, making her meet his eyes again.

"What were the stakes?" She asks hesitantly. "Whoever was still breathing..." He answers dully, almost making her go whiter than the snow when he does. "They made you kill each other just for amusement...?" She almost couldn't even ask she was so horrified.

"It was more like an initiation, but I'm sure that sick bastard enjoys watching it. However many of us were still alive earned a place in the clan and the strongest out of said recruits, became officers." He said, his eyes saddening a little when he did.

"That's cruel, what kind of monsters would do that to children?" She looks at him, sadness glistening in her eyes. "The same monster that would make a deal with a werewolf to gain power then feed his entire army his tainted blood and turn them into monsters just so he could spill more blood." He answers, his tone a little cold, but with good reason.

"Did you...?" She starts before he shakes his head. "That was around the same time I had my incident with the little girl and the same time I left. I don't know how long they've been werewolves, but I've been hunting them ever since I found out." He answered.

"You mean, the werewolves attacking Arendelle are..." He nods before she could finish. "My old clan, yeah. I was hoping that if nothing else, I could lead them away from Arendelle and possibly thin the pack out a little, but I think Robert's been doing a little drafting." He explains, catching her full attention again.

"What makes you say that?" She asks nervously. "Because the last time I actually found one of their hiding places, it looked like their numbers keep growing no matter how many die, and that's with taking the precautions to make sure they don't come back." He answers, making her shiver a little bit.

"And he's trying to infect everyone in Arendelle..." She said quietly. "Do you have any idea what he's planning?" She asks softly, hoping he'd be able to give her an answer.

He shook his head in disappointment. "That's what I've been trying to find out since I got here. If he's been this busy in one place, though, it can't be good." He says bluntly before ice starts creeping up his arms and chest, but being a werewolf, the cold didn't affect him like it did with most and he just holds her, trying to comfort her a little.

"I'll do everything I can to stop him. My word may not be worth much, but I'll do whatever it takes to live up to it." He said in a reassuring tone before feeling her snuggle up to him comfortably and start relaxing again.

"Thank you..." She whispers gently. "No problem..." He says softly, stroking her shoulder a little and making her smile again. "I owe it to ya after all..." He mouths to himself while she wasn't looking and carefully cuddles her, this has been the worst his power has acted up since he got to Arendelle and he didn't want to risk hurting her in any way.

"What time is it?" She asked curiously, making him look towards the balcony to see the sun setting. "Time, I ain't exactly sure, but it's around dusk, I think." He says calmly, making her look up and follow his gaze.

"We need to get back to Arendelle..." She says softly, laying her head down again. "Yeah..." He nods a little, but neither of them moved. "You don't want to either, huh?" He asked wittily, making her giggle a bit.

"Not really..." She says cutely, smiling playfully. "Tell ya what, we'll watch the sunset, then we'll go. Sound good?" He suggests somewhat sarcastically, picturing the rather cheesy scenario. She looks in his eyes, her smile growing when they meet and she takes his hand.

"Of course!" She says happily, rushing to her feet and helping him sit up in the process.

"Damn, did they have a wolf in their family or something? They're strong for humans." He asked himself as he stood up, following her to the balcony when their fingers laced through each other as she started pulling him behind her.


She carefully leans against the rails when they made it outside, her and Mikael each draping an arm around each other and smiling contently as they enjoy the moment. Elsa gently lays her head on his shoulder while the sun sinks lower in the sky, suddenly remembering her dream from last night, but blocking it out of her mind when she felt him softly kiss her forehead.

"What do you plan on doing, you know after...?" She starts curiously, stopping herself before somehow offending him. "After I deal with Robert?" He finished calmly, making her nod her head shyly.

He didn't respond, that was a good question, what were his plans after killing Robert and scattering the pack, that was something he never really thought about before. "I've never really thought about it that much to be honest; I've been so preoccupied tracking him down that I never took the time to consider what I'd do when it's all over." He answers in a kind of curious tone like he was questioning his own answer.

She kind of studies him out of the corner of her eye, not wanting to move from where she was. "Have you ever considered settling down somewhere, maybe...you know." She suggests in a gentle tone, noticing his smile fade a little when she did.

"Not after ending so many myself. I feel that even if I wanted to, whatever gods that watch over us wouldn't think me worthy of having my own..." He says in a somewhat quiet tone, hanging his head a little until she strokes his chin with her free hand.

"You never know until you take the chance..." She says softly, making his smile come back a little. "You want me to stay that bad, huh?" He asks playfully, making her blush a little.

"I want you to at least think about it before actually leaving. You shouldn't have to spend your life alone, or even looking over your shoulder all the time...no one should have to suffer with that." She says gently, making him think more on her request.

She made a really good point, he's been focused on hiding his nature, chasing his clan and satisfying his lust for revenge that he's not only made himself so paranoid that his own shadow will occasionally drive him nuts, but he's gotten so used to being alone that "mortal emotions" have become all, but completely foreign to him and his curiosity was growing.

"Does she really like me that much...?" He asked himself before looking towards her. "And if I still thought it best to leave...?" He inquires curiously, but hesitantly before her smile fades a little. "Then I won't stop you, or let anyone else stop you..." She said in a kind of pitiful tone that made his heart sink.

"Fuck, this hurts..." He thought to himself before sighing a little. "I'll think about it. I can't make any promises, though." He says calmly, making her smile again. "I understand, just remember you're always welcome in Arendelle, no matter what." She said sweetly, holding him a little tighter when she does.

He carefully pulls her closer and kind of cuddles up to her while the last rays of sunlight disappears behind the trees. "We need to go; we've probably got a search party after us already." He says in a reluctant tone.

"I don't think a few more minutes will hurt anybody..." She said cutely, a playful smile crossing her lips. He laughs a little, making her smile grow some more. "Sure, a few minutes won't hurt anybody..." He says playfully before she snuggles closer to him, their bodies comfortably pressing each other when she does, which made them start blushing.

"Elsa..." He says softly. "Yeah?" She asks through a comfortable sigh. "Thanks...I know I've been an asshole since we met and really don't deserve anything you've done for me, but..." She gently placed her finger over his lips before he finished and starts playing with his hair.

"It's no trouble, I'm happy to help. Besides, it probably wouldn't kill you to be around people a little more." She teased him a little at the end. His smile kind of dropped, but it wasn't enough for her to actually notice. "It's not me I'm worried about..." He thinks to himself before they hug each other tightly...


It may be a safe bet to get used to cliffhangers like this, because I really don't like the idea of "ridiculously long chapters" that

drag on past at least 9,000 words, I don't know about y'all, but I feel like it's one of those things that just drones on and on

about details that can easily be covered in the next chapter. (Trust me; I learned that the hard way.)

Anyway, here's chapter 7? I know it's kinda cheesy and repetitive on several occasions, but romance scenes so ain't my strong point

and personally, I like the idea of "taking it slow", I feel like it makes things more interesting for one thing and it establishes a realistic connection

between the characters, in any aspect. And lastly, yeah I know the kissing scene was disappointing, but come on, did you really expect me to

just write them making out this early in the story? I mean, come on, yeah I did the whole "instant spark" thing, but that's just a little too out there if you ask me.

Don't get me wrong, I thought about it, but I figured it'd kind of ruin the point of the story if I did.

Well, y'all enjoy, thanks for reading and well, y'all know the rest, I guess. Have another soon...

P.s.: I can't believe this has gotten over 1,000 views in the time it has. I'm glad y'all are enjoying it that much; I was honestly thinking this would

end up being a bust, but I thank y'all for proving me wrong... ;)