Chapter 7- Revelations

You had been in your room for the past hour, after Elsa had ordered you to go had resorted to pacing, wondering why she had shoved you in the room in the first place. As far as you were concerned, you did nothing wrong. You saved the Ball, the princess and the queen. You should be at the ball, celebrating with the others instead of cooped up here.

You stopped and looked up at Elsa as she walked into your room, shutting the door behind her.

She seemed frustrated, her brows furrowed and lips in a tight line. She took a step towards you, expression unchanged.

"Is something wrong?" You ask her, worried that something was bothering her from the ball. You hope that she wasn't hurt from the mercenaries. "Because if it's those mercenaries, they won't bother you," you dare to walk towards her. "I won't let anyone else try and hurt you or the rest of your family. I can protect you."

"Who are you?" She took a protective step back.

You narrowed your eyes in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"The way you fought the mercenaries, like you knew what they were going to do," she breaths. You look at her in concern.

"If you think I'm one of them, I'm not. I have ten times more honor than those-those pirates," you reassure her. You take another step forward, only for her to continue stepping back and looking at you in anger.

"And you brought a weapon to the ball," she reminds you. "And I know you have weapons, we all know, we noticed when we brought you back. But I specifically said none at the ball."

"Technically, it wasn't a weapon, it was a smoke bomb-"

"But you used it as a weapon," she says as she tried to make her point.

"Your powers have been used as weapons, they can still be used as weapons. What difference is it?" You ask before you properly register the words in your head. It seems to have struck a chord with the Queen, and your short-lasted fury died down.

"Who are you?" She says in a stressed tone.

There's a moment of silence before you tell her in a calmer voice, "I belong to the Assassin Order."

"The Assassin Order?" She repeats in annoyance, before realizing what you are.

"Yes," you confirm with a nod.

"And who did you come to assassinate?" She asks you in a composed tone.

You hesitate, debating over whether or not it would compromise your mission, "I can't say."

She gives a quick nod before opening her mouth to say something.

You quickly interrupt to tell her, "But it isn't you, don't worry. Or Anna, or Kristoff, or Olaf, none of your family."

She closes her mouth, looking you over for a final judgement.

"I want you gone by dawn, you may have saved us tonight but you're still dangerous. If I see you again after tonight, I won't hesitate ordering guards to capture you," she orders. "Understood, assassin?" She spat out the word in a mocking tone.

"Of course, your majesty," you decide to say back in spite, giving a small bow.

She glares at you as she leaves. You spot the rest of the Royal Family outside your door, eavesdropping on the conversation. The door is slammed in front of you, leaving you to think about what you had done to kick you out.