IT HAD BEEN TWO DAYS SINCE I'D ESCAPED FROM THE SOUTHERN ISLES, TWO LONG DAYS WAITING FOR WILHELM TO APPEAR, AND TWO EVEN LONGER DAYS WONDERING WHAT HAPPEN TO CHRISTIAN. I'd gone longer than two days without hearing for him, but I knew he was okay. The last time I'd seen him he was going to go help his brothers and people with whatever destruction Wilhelm caused.
There was a knock on the door.
"I'm in no mood for visitors at the moment Kai," I said not taking my eyes off of the floor.
"Elsa, it's me," a familiar voice uttered. My heart jumped into my throat.
"Anna?" I asked.
"Elsa, please let me in," she begged. I ran to the door and threw it open. There was Anna. I wrapped my arms around her, and inhaled her scent. "Elsa, you're hurting me," she said struggling to break my hold.
"Oh, sorry," I said pulling away. Anna laughed. "What are you doing home so early?" I asked her. "You and Kristoff aren't supposed to be due home for another nine days."
"I know, but I missed you, and to be honest the Mystic Island was getting old."
"Tell me all about your trip," I said pulling Anna's arm as I walked us to the couch. I sat us down and waited for her to tell me everything.
"What about it?" she asked.
"Well did you have fun? Did you explore the crystal caves with Kristoff?" Anna blushed.
"We didn't really have much energy for exploring…if you know what I mean." I shuddered. "I bet lots of stuff has happened since Kristoff and I left though, how are Sven and Olaf?"
"Oh they're good," I lied. I hadn't really seen them. Olaf came by yesterday and tried to talk to me, but I told him that I needed to be alone. He was hurt, and I'm sure he was still mad at me. "And no, nothing interesting happened," I told her.
"Really?" Anna said not believing me. "Not even going on that little trip to the Southern Isles?" I froze, holding my breath.
"Anna, how did you know about that?" Anna's smile changed, and so did her face. Her features turned more masculine. I watched in horror as Anna changed into Wilhelm. His cold, glowing green eyes looked directly into mine.
I jumped from my seat and ran to my desk, but Wilhelm grabbed my arm. He threw me across the room, causing me to hit my head on one of the book shelves. I felt the blood run down my head, and into my eye. Though dizzy, I did my best to stand up. Through the haze I could see Wilhelm at my desk, searching through the drawers.
"Where's the vial?" he demanded.
"I—I don't know what you mean," I said. Wilhelm looked up at me, his body shaking in anger.
"Is that the game you want to play?" he asked. He waved his hand around clockwise and a cloud of purple smoke appeared. Through the smoke I could see a human figure appear. When the smoke dissolved I could clearly see Kai standing next to Wilhelm confused. He saw me first.
"Queen Elsa, did you—," but Wilhelm cut him off.
"No, I did." Kai looked at Wilhelm, and his mouth dropped open like a dead fish, his eyes grew to the size of saucers. Wilhelm smiled and thrust his arm into Kai's chest. I heard a gross, wet noise, and Kai feel to his knees. I watched in complete horror as Wilhelm pulled out Kai's heart. Wilhelm turned to me. "Now, here's the deal. You give me that vial of fairy dust, and I'll put Kai's heart back in his chest. You refuse…well I'm sure you can figure out what will happen.
I was trying to think of a way to distract Wilhelm by using my powers, but I could not think of a safe way. One wrong move and I'd freeze Kai's heart, and he'd be dead, and if I tried to attack Wilhelm with a blast of ice or snow, he'd deflect it and crush Kai's heart. This was a lose, lose situation.
"Your Majesty, don't give him the vial, I'm not worth—" Kai stopped speaking and yelled in pain. Wilhelm was starting to squeeze his heart.
"Time is ticking, Elsa," Wilhelm warned. Our eyes never left one another's. "Come on now Elsa, are you really going to let Kia die? He's the last connection you have to your father. If I understand correctly Kai was not only your father's advisor, but he was also his childhood friend. In fact Kai was like an uncle to you and your dear sister; some may even say he became a father figure after your dear daddy died. Are you really going to let him die like this?"
"Elsa don't listen to him, don't worry abou—" Kai screamed again, this time falling face first onto the floor. Wilhelm squeezed even tighter around Kai's heart. I looked down at Kai who was now weeping in pain, immense pain. Wilhelm was right. Kai had been an uncle to Anna and I, and he had been a father figure to us.
"Come on now Elsa, what would your father say if he saw you now, letting one of his friends die? I doubt he'd be please."
"Elsa don't listen to hi—," another scream of agony. My heart was breaking; tears were falling freely from my own eyes. I couldn't let Kai die.
"ENOUGH!" I yelled. Wilhelm's grip on Kai's heart began to loosen. Kai's screams ceased, and he began to breathe normally. "I'll give you the vial," I said wiping tears away.
"Good girl," Wilhelm said smiling victoriously. I walked over to my desk slowly as to not make Wilhelm suspicious. I opened the top drawer, pulled the hidden leaver, and reached into the secret compartment. I pulled out a vial. I held it tight in my hand.
"Put Kai's heart back," I ordered. Wilhelm nodded and placed Kai's heart back into his chest. Kai ran over to me. Wilhelm then held out his palm. I tossed the vial to him; he caught it and smiled. "You've gotten what you came for," I said, holding Kai in my arm, who was still taking in deep breaths. Wilhelm's smile grew.
"Not quite." He jolted his head to the side, and I felt Kai being ripped from my arms. I saw him fly through the window, and heard him as his body crashed on the ground thirty feet below. I rushed towards the broken window and saw Kai's body lying broken on the ground below, blood running from his head.
"NO!" I screamed in horror and pain. I fell to the floor and began to weep. Wilhelm chuckled.
"You see what love gets you?" he asked smugly. I looked up at him through the tears, my anger building. I threw my arms back and shot a shard of ice at him. He deflected it with his own powers. "Anger," he said impressed. "It looks good on you," and with that he turned into a cloud of red smoke and vanished.
Meanwhile the royal family of The Southern Isles all followed the priest to the family crept to put to rest their lost son and brother.