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Chapter 9: Realizations
Loki walked through the snow towards the small village he could see in the distance. He couldn't believe that he had made both sisters hate him. He had to admit that Anna had spunk. He had never expected her to slap him. But she had. Loki saw the first house just feet away from where he was he ran towards it hoping whoever lived there would be friendly. Loki knocked on the door. No one answered. He knocked again more impatiently. Surely they knew that whoever outside their house would be freezing. Giving up Loki pushed in the door and shut it quickly to shut out the cold. Once inside he saw that there was a small bed with no blankets what looked to be a kitchen area. Loki rummaged through the cupboards hoping to find food or some water. All the cupboards were bare. He slammed his fist down on the counter and as he looked up he saw his reflection. He looked horrible. His hair was a mess, he looked like he was starving and hadn't slept in days. He sighed as he saw his hair was caked in snow. He tried to get the snow out of his hair but no matter how hard he tried his hair remained white. Loki pulled a single white hair off his head and examined it. He could see that it was covered in frost but no matter what he did it wouldn't come off. It looked as if the hair had become frozen. He dropped the hair and tried to think of how this could have happened. Surely it was not his frost giant blood showing through. He had turned into a frost giant before and his hair had not changed. He ran his hand through his hair and noticed how cold it felt. It was as if his hair was made out of snow itself. No wonder he had been so cold. His hair was snow! He had never seen anything like it. And he had no idea how to fix it. He racked his brain going through every spell he knew. He couldn't think of any that would have this kind of side effect and even more importantly he couldn't think of a spell to reverse it. He was so confused he knew every kind of magic he had learned every spell. And even if he couldn't do the spell he knew of it and he knew how to reverse it. It couldn't have been a spell it had to be a curse. Loki switched gears and thought about every curse he knew. He knew sleeping curses, how to turn someone into a frog, and he even knew how to poison apples, but he had never read of a curse that freezes someone. He ran his hand through his snow like hair again. Snow, he thought, snow! How had he not thought of it before! He had just spent days within the palace of the snow queen. He remembered the day she had that nightmare she had shot an icicle at him and it had struck him in the heart. Loki immediately pulled his shirt down so that he could see where the icicle ha hit. He stepped back from the mirror in shock. The area right by his heart was solid ice. He ran his finger across the smooth surface and as he did the ice began to spread. He was freezing. But not only was he freezing he was turning into an ice statue. He covered himself back up as his breathing increased. He didn't know what to do. He had never encountered magic like Elsa's but now he had to find a way to reverse something he knew nothing about. He tried to think of a cute the only thing that came to mind was that story that Elsa had told him. She had said that only an act of true love could thaw a frozen heart. If that was true than he had no hope. Sure he cared for Elsa but he wasn't sure if he could call it true love not that I mattered she wouldn't even look at him anymore. He came to the realization that he was going to freeze. He had no hope. But that didn't mean that he was going to give up. If he was going to die then he'd do it in a way that would be remembered in a way that would finally make Odin see that he was worthy to be a king. Loki stared out the small window of the little house and looked to the castle. That's where he needed to be. If he was going to make them realize their mistakes he needed to be at the castle and quickly. Loki left the small house and he saw a storm cloud building over the castle. Loki realized he would have to fight to get what he wanted and fight he would.
Elsa sat in her prison cell. Her mind still reeling from the conversation she had just had with Hans. She kept tugging at the chains trying to get free. She could see a thin layer of frost forming on the cuffs placed on her hands. She knew that she would have to use her powers to get out of there. She couldn't help but think about Anna and Loki. She hoped that both were somewhere safe. Even though Loki had broken her heart she still cared for him. And Anna she hoped she was somewhere within the castle huddled by a warm fire with Hans. That way she would be happy. But Hans he said he'd talk to the other towns. If Anna had come back it would be her decision on what to do with her. She had seen how little Hans had said to her that he didn't truly care about Elsa and what happened to her. He just wanted her to unfreeze Arrendelle. She realized that Hans had no intentions of setting her free he probably wouldn't even talk to Anna. Then another thing came to mind. When she had told Loki about Hans he had said that he only proposed to Anna because he wanted something. She realized he was right. Hans didn't want to marry Anna he probably didn't even care about Anna. He only wanted Arrendelle. That's why he cared so much to make sure that Elsa could unfreeze it. So that he could rule and look like a savior but instead he was the villain. She needed to get out of there she needed to get free. She realized that if she couldn't unfreeze Arrendelle then he would kill her. She tugged harder and harder on the chains. He just needed a reason to kill her then surely he'd be back to end her. She realized she needed to escape badly. Then she'd find Anna and they'd run. She realized that to get what she wanted she needed to run and run she would.
