Your fist slammed down on the table as you launched from your chair. "Hanne, you cum sucking cunt! How dare you disclose that secret?"

Lady Hanne cast you a smug grin as she interlaced her fingers in front of her lips. "You are upset that I revealed your secret? I'm quite surprised. I thought you would have been more offended that I accused your mother of using that spell to conceive you illegitimately from the King of Fire Blood Rock."

This time Summit was able to get onto the table. His claws clattered as they slid across the polished wood; sending papers flying in all directions. He had his jaws wrapped around Lady Hanne's neck and was about to rip out her throat when you finally called him back.

"Summit, down!"

The wolf whimpered in fear and immediately dropped to the floor with his ears laid back and his tail tucked between his legs. Lady Hanne still had a cool, calm and collected look in her eyes despite the fact that she nearly had her throat ripped out by a dire wolf.

You glowered at her with blood hungry eyes. Steam was beginning to form on your hands and around your neck. "My mother…never used that goddamn spell. That womanizing, lying, cheating, fuck-head of a king made her promises he never intended to keep."

"Honey…"

Your body relaxed slightly at the informal sound of your nickname. You turned your head slightly only to see Elsa staring up at you with big, blue doe eyes.

"Is it true that there is a spell like that?"

You gritted your teeth as your hands balled into fists. "Yes, there is, and only the people in my family can cast it. It's a survival method to keep the Forest Guardian bloodline going if we desperately need to."

You whirled your head back to Lady Hanne. "I told King Alfarinn that the night my secret had been found out! He had asked me if what I said was true, if I really was just the bastard daughter of the King of Fire Blood Rock! If I really did have powers! I told him I was and that I had stronger powers than he could ever even dream of! Then after he convinced the council to spare my life, he made everyone make a pact swearing that we take the secret to our graves! So, why? Why did you just break your oath?"

This was bad. You were angry. No, you were absolutely furious.

This was the first time you had yelled in absolute rage in years. Forget yelling at Gerda when you were humiliated, don't even mention when you had yelled at Anna and Elsa for hugging you too tightly after you woke up from a three week coma, and fuck the pitiful yelp you had given to the queen to get her to run from the bear. The last time you had yelled while this angry was when you had been thrown into a small jail cell while your so-called "father" told you that you were going to be a ward to the King of Arendelle or be thrown into the ocean with your feet shackled together. You had set the jail on fire that night, but the shackles around your ankles had been bewitched to withstand magic.

You could feel a very unused power tingling at your fingertips. It was so cold it was almost hot against the pads of your fingers. Small wisps of steam began pouring from you in rivers as you glared at the woman smirking at you.

"Isn't it obvious?" Lady Hanne stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "All Arendelle needs is an heir to the throne to secure our future. Since we happen to have, as you said, a strong and handsome man such as King Brynjolf coming to try and court Her Majesty, I think we should consider our options.

"You seem to believe that Queen Elsa will not pick a suitor, so perhaps we should look into a magical interference. That way she will not have to marry someone she does not want and still produce an heir. We should at least give the Queen all of the possibilities; what with her ward and personal guard being a sorceress and all."

"I agree with Lady Hanne," one of the men from your council seconded. Soon the remaining men from your council vocalized their support, along with a few from Elsa's council. "As it was discussed earlier, the law clearly states that the Queen must at least be engaged, if not married, before the end of this year. That is only a month and a half away. However, if she is heavy with child by then, it should be alright."

"It is either King Brynjolf or the alternative," another man from your council informed.

Your whole world shattered around you in that instant. When had they discussed that? Had they talked about it before you arrived? They had to have. There was no way you would have missed a whole debate on that.

Then you remembered the soft mutterings you had missed earlier and nearly slapped your palm to your forehead. You had missed that part of the conversation.

Small blue and white flames ignited around your hands; freezing the table instantly as a small strand of lightning wove in and out of your body like an electric ferret. "You must be crazy to think that I would inject that pompous ass's essence into Elsa! I may have done some pretty heinous things because of the royal council. Because it was "for the good of the kingdom," leaving being one of them, but I absolutely will not assist in bringing another bastard child into this world!"

"Guard, stand down!" Elsa's voice demanded.

Your muscles tightened, but a soft, cool touch on your arm caused you to relax. After taking a few deep breaths, the bolt of lightning and the icy fire dissolved into thin air. The steam slowly drifted away and you felt even more exhausted than when you had entered the council room.

"Damn these powers," you cursed to yourself under your breath.

"Guard," Elsa stated firmly. "I want to listen to what Lady Hanne has to say."

You whipped your head at the queen so fast you felt your spine crack just below your neck. You were about to say something when you suddenly felt a ball of snow get shoved into your mouth. You blew a stream of fire and melted it away.

"What the hell was that for?" You growled in a raspy voice caused by the ice junks that had slipped down your throat.

"I will talk to you about keeping the rest of your powers a secret from us later," Elsa stated sternly. Her expression almost immediately softened. "I am…hurt that you could not tell me all of the magic you possess."

You felt a knife plunge itself into your heart to the hilt and twist violently. "Elsa, I didn't want to-"

"Is that any way to address your Queen?" Elsa snipped.

You straightened your posture and slammed you fist onto the pin located on your right breast. "I apologize, Your Majesty. I never meant to keep secrets from you. I was under strict orders from your late father for to divulge that information."

"Your apology is accepted," the queen forgave. "I understand that it was an order, and I am sure my father has his reason for keeping some information from me. However, you could have told me about the others. I already knew you had power over ice."

"You still don't know all of my powers," you thought sadly. "My sincerest apologies, My Queen; I promise that I will tell you everything I know about anything you ask from here on out."

Elsa didn't look at you. She was more focused on the woman sitting down the table from her. The apology in your voice was genuine, she knew you had been sorry for keeping secrets since you said her name so casually in the court, but Lady Hanne seemed to be the one keeping the secrets in this meeting. The impish smile on her lips revealed that she knew something.

"Lady Hanne," she focused on the woman's devious brown eyes, "I appreciate that you feel that it is important for me to know all of my options. However, it would seem that the one person who could cast this spell is severely against it. And though I am not particularly fond of the idea of having this…King Brynjolf coming to stay with us while he makes his…proposal…I understand that I should at least give the man a chance for the sake of the kingdom and it's future."

You suddenly turn from the table and walk briskly towards the door. "Excuse me, Your Majesty. I'm suddenly not feeling very well."

Elsa was about to reach for your hand when she realized that everyone in the council was staring intently at her. She let her hand settle on the table and cleared her throat. "Very well, I hope you will feel better soon"

She watched as Summit followed you out of the room, crawling on his belly. The door slammed shut and a large migraine suddenly erupted in the front of her head. "I am suddenly not feeling very well myself. I believe we will call it a day."

The council members filed out one by one in silence. When the room was finally empty, Anna turned to her pained sister and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Elsa, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Anna," the queen lied. "I just have a bit of a headache. This meeting was very stressful."

"I'm sure she had her reasons for hiding her full power from us," the princess said; barely giving her sister a chance to finish. "I mean, you hid yours for thirteen years. Plus, I think she was trying to avoid that very situation when Lady Hanne brought up her…family gift."

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Well, didn't you hear what Honey said?" Anna asked awkwardly. "She really doesn't think this King from the Land of Coals is a good man for you, and when a member of the council exposed her ability and puts the idea of impregnating you with the guy's…essence…Ew, that is so gross..."

"You're telling me," Elsa chuckled slightly. Her heart wasn't in it, but she at least had to pretend. "But I'm still not following what you're saying."

"Right! Well," the princess twirled her pigtail, "she doesn't want you to feel pressured to agree to carrying the child of someone who you don't like or barely even know. She also doesn't want your child to be a bastard, since that's exactly what it would be if the council did by some deal with the devil manage to convince you to go along with the magical alternative. Which kind of makes sense, don't you think? She knows the hardships of being the bastard of a royal house. I think she just wants you to be happy, marry someone you truly love, and have a child born out of love who will be accepted by everyone."

Elsa stared at the door with a heavy heart. Tears welled at the corners of her eyes as a single thought flashed through her mind. The council had convinced her. They had convinced her to undergo the alternative, but it wasn't King Brynjolf they had convinced her into using the alternative with.

You sat on the top of the large cliff overlooking the opening leading to Arendelle's harbor. Despite the fact that it was already a good few weeks into the winter season, there was only a small dusting of snow on the ground. You assumed it probably had something to do with the brief winter the city had endured earlier that summer because of Elsa.

You gazed up at the stars. Your vision was beginning to fog with tears. "Oh, Elsa…I'm so sorry…If only that damn woman hadn't even mentioned that power, then you wouldn't be stuck with the decision of marrying a man you don't know, or giving birth to a bastard child."

Summit whined and placed his massive head on your lap as you leaned against his ribcage. His thick, warm fur held the musky odor of canine and pine needles and tickled the skin of your neck. You scratched the wolf just behind the ear and sighed.

"I'm sorry for scaring you back there, boy. I didn't mean to. I just…didn't know how to deal with that."

Another whine.

"Well, sorry if I'm a little upset," you growled. "I pretty much just found out that the woman I love is either going to be engaged to someone in the next month and a half, or she's going to be pregnant with that king's bastard child!"

A soft growl sounded form Summit's belly.

"I won't have a choice, Summit!" You growled back at the wolf. "It's her decision. If she ends up falling for this man, which I doubt she will, I will support her in whatever way I can. If she decides that she doesn't want to marry him but use him to breed an heir and orders me to cast the spell, then I won't be able to do otherwise! It's either I obey or die!"

Summit bit your arm with a decent amount of pressure.

You winced in pain as you watched the wolf lock his grip. "You know damn well that I would rather die than do it, but you also know I can't. I have a responsibility as my mother's only heir to stay alive so I can become the Guardian of the Godswood when the time comes."

Another growl.

"So, I've already put my own life in danger to save Elsa and Anna before. What's your point?"

Summit shook your arm roughly, tearing the skin and shirt sleeve.

You shouted in pain and were about to drive your fist into the wolf's muzzle when everything suddenly sunk in. You lowered your fist and let your arm go limp in Summit's jaws. "You're right…There's no way I'm going to just sit by and let those old sacks of dirt ruin Elsa's life."

You stood and sprinted back to the castle. Summit trailed behind with his bright red tongue lolling about in a wolfish grin. If the royal council thought you had been running poor suitors out of the kingdom before, they were in for a real treat with this one.

Hello Dears! Looks like the OC has a plan, and a devious one at that. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter!