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Chapter six – The party's over
Andy was elated! He couldn't wait to tell Elliott the fantastic news.
Elliott was speaking with some of the foreign dignitaries, having a very dull, yet detailed conversation about becoming trading partners with Arendelle. It made Elliott rather flustered with the question they were asking, and him having not a clue how to answer them. Smile and nod. Just smile and nod. He thought to himself, forcing a smile as he listened intently to their conversation.
Andy pushed through the crowd like a tornado in a corn field, bumping into every single one of the guests at the party. With a few phrases;
"Oops."
"Excuse me."
"Sorry, watch out!"
His legs were functioning faster than his brain. Hannah was right behind him, clinging on to his arm for dear life.
"Oh, there he is."
As soon as Elliott heard his brother's voice, his head perked up and searched the crowed for Andy. He couldn't help but think that Andy would be his saviour from the awkwardness of the conversation he was having with the dignitaries. Elliott's eyes brightened when he spotted a tuft of orange – (Andy's hair) bobbing up and down weaving through the sea of guests.
"Excuse me a m-moment," Elliott said quietly, the dignitaries bowed and talking to one another as they left.
"Elliott! Uh, I mean…King…Hi again." Elliott smiled, clasping his hands in front of him.
"May I present Princess Hannah of the Southern Isles."
Hannah curtsies, smiling nicely.
"Yes, we've met." Elliott bowed his head, hiding the blush that may or may not have rose in his cheeks.
Andy cleared his throat before he speaks. He took hold of Hannah's hand, staring at her dreamily.
"We would like –"
"Your blessing –" Hannah cut in.
"Of –"
"Our marriage!" They finished happily in unison.
Elliott's eyes widened to the size of salad plates, the ones like they have in the dining hall.
"Marriage…?" Elliott blinked.
"Yes!" Andy squealed, his eyes wide and teeth showing from the grin he was wearing.
"I-I'm sorry, I'm confused."
Right now Andy looked exactly like the Cheshire cat, with his huge smile.
"Well, we haven't really worked out all of the details ourselves yet. We'll need a few days to plan the ceremony. Obviously we'll have s'mores lots, and lots of s'mores and then – Wait, we could live here and Elliott could be the best man at our wedding either that or the ring bearer," Andy reeled off a list from his head, with a load of enthusiasm staring into the eyes of his love.
"Wait…" Elliott tried to cut in.
"Absolutely!" Hannah exclaimed with a giggle that could melt butter, and her eyes gleamed bright.
"Andy –"
Andy's became wider than they were before, "oh, we can invite all twelve of your sisters to stay with us –" Hannah nodded happily.
"W-what? No, no, no, no." Elliott shook his head, obviously no one took any noticed as Andy was still talking over the top of him.
"Of course we have the room. I don't know. Some of them must –"
"Please slow d-down. No one's sisters are staying here. I'm not going to be the best man, because no one is getting married."
The young Prince frowned, "wait, what?"
"Could we… Can I speak with y-you for a moment? Alone." The King wrung his gloved hands nervously.
Andy's hand tightened around Hannah's small palm, his frown becoming deeper.
"No. Whatever you have to say you can say it to the both of us." His brother retorted.
"Okay. Uh, well, you – you can't marry a woman that you've just met?" Elliott seemed to question his answer, looking at his brother with an unsure, worried expression on his face.
Andy couldn't believe what he was hearing, his own brother was telling what he can and can't do? Him eighteen years old and being treated like a child by his brother!
"Well you can if it's true love!" He exclaimed, narrowing his eyes.
"B-but what do you know about true love?" Elliott stuttered, raising an auburn eyebrow.
"More than you. All you know is how to shut people out!" By now everyone had their staring eyes glued on the three of them, and Elliott was feeling unnerved.
"Y-you asked for my blessing, but my answer is n-no. Now, excuse me, please." Elliott turned around to leave.
"Your Majesty, if in some way I could ease your –" Hannah tried, releasing Andy's hand.
His face became beat red and he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, "no, you could not. And I-I think you should g-go." He walks away slowly, passing one of the royal guards.
"The party's over. Close the gates."
"Yes, your Majesty," the royal guard replied, and then bowing to his King.
"What? No, Elliott. No, hold on!" Andy grabbed Elliott's hand, accidentally pulling off Elliott's thick leather glove. Elliott gasped, spinning around and reaching for the glove in panic that was in Andy's grip.
"Andy, give me my glove!"
The younger brother yanked the glove out of Elliott's reach.
"Please, Elliott. Please. I cannot live like this anymore." He pleaded desperately.
Tears brimmed at Elliott's eyes as he tried to fight them off. He had to be strong!
"…Then just leave." He said weakly. He glanced at Andy's hurt expression, before he rushed away to get to the door.
"…What did I ever do to you?!" Andy yelled, his voice brittle, and tears flowed from his eyes down over his freckled cheeks.
The Great Hall was dead silent waiting for the King's response.
"Enough, Andy. Please." He wrapped his arms around himself making sure to cover his naked hand. Don't feel! Don't let them learn! He could feel his fingers tingling, and he knew it wasn't going to end the way he wanted it to.
"No. Why? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out?! What are you so afraid of?!"
"I SAID, ENOUGH!" Elliott span around as he yelled.
His none gloved hand curled in, and then spread back out, flicking his long slender fingers towards the crowd. Flames flickered from the King's hand, spiralling out in front of him in the shape of a crescent moon. The embers rose higher and smoke filled the air as the whole room gasped loudly in terror, and moved as far away from him as possible.
The Duchess hid behind her female guards for protection. "…Sorcery. I knew there was something dubious going on here." She whispered to herself rather loudly.
Elliott's heart stopped. All he could do was stare in horror as Andy called his name weakly. He clutched his hands to his chest and ran, but no before hearing the word; Demon, being screamed out after him.
Out in the Courtyard all of Arendelle's citizens were waiting out in the cold, just hoping to get a glimpse of their newly crowned King. Elliott burst out of the door with vigorous force. The crowd erupted in a loud cheer.
"It's the King!"
"Long live King Elliott!"
"Are you alright, your Majesty?"
He was surrounded, he tried to creep away from their fussing, but ended up knocking into the frozen water fountain. He grabbed the edge of it to steady himself, the icy water was replaced with melted, boiling water that evaporated soon after his touch. The edge of the fountain had become scorched and with embers floating from the marks. Elliott flinched back, and the crowd shrieked unable to take their eyes of their King.
The Duchess and her guards break through the door. "There he is! Stop him!"
The King turned to face the Duchess with a worried expression plastered on his face. "Pl-please, just st-stay away from me. Stay away!" He raised and waved both hands in surrender, causing a flash of embers to shoot at the Duchess' face making her scream and cover herself.
"I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean –"
"Monster! Demon!" She screeched at the top of her old, burnt out lungs.
"Mommy he's a dragon! He gonna get me!" A child squealed to their mother and started to cry. Elliott could feel his heart breaking with every word they called out at him. He was labelled a Demon and a monster.
The flock of people began to panic, and the more they began to panic, Elliott did too. The volcano inside of him had erupted and he ran.
Andy ran after him, desperately trying to catch up to him with the glove held tightly in his hand.
"Elliott! Wait!"
He reached the edge of the fjord, followed closely by his brother. Elliott glanced over his shoulder, and then placed a foot into the water. It magically began to dry up leaving a cracked surface, turning back once more before he ran the length of the fjord to the other side of the kingdom.
"WAIT! ELLIOTT! Please…" Andy screamed, before tripping over a lump of black rock – coal.
He was gone. Nothing but a shadow in the distance.
Hannah was at Andy's side in seconds.
"Are you alright?" She asked, helping him up.
"No."
"Andy, the fjord," Hannah gasped.
The water had completely gone and in its place was a drought ridden cracked pathway. Making the ships tip slightly on their side. No longer afloat.
~Charred~
Even though it was night in Arendelle, the sun and various different lights from fires lit up the whole kingdom brightly.
Andy and Hannah returned to the Courtyard where everyone was in panic.
"Heat and drought? Heat in January?" A crowd member said in bewilderment.
"Did you have any idea that your brother could…You know?" Hannah asked then trailed off.
Andy shook his head, he was too shocked to speak at the moment.
Nearby the Duchess was still whining. "Look fire! Heat! It's too hot, make it stop!" She grumbled, grabbing on to one of her guards. "The King has cursed the land! He must be killed!" She exclaimed.
"What?! No!" Andy said, walking up to the Duchess and her minions.
"YOU! Is there sorcery in you, too? Are you a demon, too?" She screeched, and hid behind her female thugs.
"No. No. I'm completely ordinary."
"That's right he is. Uh, in the best way," Hannah smiled sadly.
"And Ms Weasel, my brother is not a Demon."
"He nearly killed me!"
"He singed your eyebrows," Hannah cut in.
"He burnt them off!" She squawked, pointing to her non existing eyebrows.
"They'll grow back, and besides he was terrified. He didn't mean to do any of this. This was all my fault, so I'm the one who'll go after him." Andy nodded at himself, he was going to fix this.
"Bring me my horse."
The Duchess sniffed in distaste, "watch your eyebrows."
"Andy, you can't. It's too dangerous." Hannah tried to change his mind to no avail.
"My brother isn't dangerous. I'll bring him back, and put everything back to normal," he smiled as he got onto his horse and took off his over coat.
Hannah had insisted that she'd go with him, but Andy chose to have her look after the kingdom while he was gone.
"I leave Princess Hannah in charge!"
"Are you sure you can trust him? I don't want you to get hurt," She asked before letting go of the reins of the horse.
"My brother would never hurt me." Is all he said, before he snapped the reigns and rides out of the Courtyard as Hannah watched after him as he rode farther and farther from the castle.
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