I DON'T OWN FROZEN.
As Priscilla got used to living in Queen Elsa's ice fortress, she felt better than she had in a while. It was amazing to watch how Elsa began to expand the use of her powers. Elsa was afraid of her power and for good reason and Priscilla understood this, but there was also such beauty in what the queen could do. During this time, the queen began to confide in young Priscilla. Elsa told the young girl about the lonely life that she had endured.
"I've had to hide myself from the whole entire world my entire life." The queen explained. "My powers were dangerous. Mama and papa were so afraid. They hid me away from everyone in Arendelle: The people, the servants, even Anna..." Priscilla heart hurt for Elsa. Elsa had never had a normal life. Everything had been taken away from her. Priscilla had once envied Elsa for her ice powers and wished that she could possess such a gift. Now she cursed herself for such foolish talk. The queen clearly would have been happy if she could have let go of her power and have it leave her being, never to return. Such a thing would never be however, and Elsa had no choice but to accept her lot in life. In a way, it reminded Priscilla of the caner that ravaged her body. As if summoned by her thoughts, Priscilla coughed and blood came into her hand. She desperately tried to wipe it away, hoping that Queen Elsa would not see, but alas she did see.
"What's that on your hand?" She asked as Priscilla grew nervous.
"Nothing." she replied as she tried to hit her hand.
"Let me see." Elsa pleaded as Priscilla objected in vain. Elsa revealed the bloodstained hand.
"It's blood." Elsa said with a concerned look on her face. "Why are you coughing up blood?"
"I'm not!" Priscilla argued as she knew that Elsa didn't believe her for a second.
"Priscilla, please tell me." The queen pleaded as Priscilla teared up. How was she supposed to explain cancer to a disney character?" There were a hundred things about the disease that someone like queen Elsa would never understand. However, she could see that the ice queen was not going to let her off the hook, so she had to try.
"I'm...i'm sick Elsa." Priscilla said quietly.
"You don't look that sick." Elsa replied.
"But I am, I am really, really sick." She insisted.
"Do you take medicine?" the queen asked naively.
"There is no medicine for what I have." The girl explained simply.
"But, how will you get better?" Elsa asked as Priscilla sighed.
"I don't." She replied. "I won't, there's a bad thing in my body, it's called a tumor and it's poisoning my body."
"Can't you have a surgeon cut it out?"
"No, it's too big. I wouldn't survive the operation."
"You mean?" Elsa asked in fear.
"I'm gonna die." Priscilla clarified. "I don't know when, but i'm gonna die."
"Priscilla..."
"And i'm not just gonna die, i'm gonna suffer. I'm gonna keep coughing up blood, i'm gonna lose all of my hair, my organs are going to shut down..."
"Priscilla please stop..."
"I'm gonna get weaker and weaker, I won't be able to eat solid foods, eventually i'll be skin and bones lying in a bed and i'll just waste away until I die; and during all of this, there is nothing that anyone can do. I am going to suffer and die and my family and my friends are going to have to watch me suffer and die." Priscilla and Elsa were both sobbing their eyes out. It was the first time that Priscilla had admitted to herself that there was no hope, that she was on a trip to the grave. No stops, no detours, it was a one way trip. As for queen Elsa herself, the revelation was equally jarring. She had no idea what cancer was. The idea that such a disease existed and that a sweet innocent little girl could have it and be suffering in such a way was a nightmare that couldn't be real. A nightmare that shouldn't be real; but real it was. For the first time in forever, Queen Elsa of Arendelle felt sorry for someone besides herself. For the first time in forever, someone had it worse than her.
SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE, NEXT TIME, PRISCILLA AND THE QUEEN RECEIVE VISITORS. REVIEWS NEEDED AND APPRECIATED.
