Jack found the library and laid Elsa down on the chaise lounge. He hovered over her and dropped quietly to his knees beside her. Elsa was barely breathing as he stroked her hair out of her face. She lifted her hand and gently brushed her finger tips across his lips. His breath chilled her fingers and ice formed. He held her hand against his face feeling the energy again. They closed their eyes and stayed silent for a time. Elsa stirred. She was still uncomfortable breaking the rules so blatantly. It was hard going against years of conditioning to never have inappropriate contact with the opposite sex. What she was doing was scandalous. Somewhere, she knew Anna was smiling in approval.
"So, what did Bunnymund tell you, snowflake?" Jack whispered as her traced his finger tips up and down her arm. He didn't mean for it to sound as seductive as it did and Elsa's heart was pounding in her chest. He looked back at Elsa asking her with his eyes if touching her was okay. She nodded. Once she caught her breath she laid her hand on his and with her typical Queenly voice said "Bunnymund says that you and these "Guardians" are concerned that this year's Easter will be ruined by Pitch. Apparently my parents had a grimoire in their possession that was given to them by the trolls. They were to protect it and conceal it so that it would never fall into the hands of evil. Bunnymund fears that the grimoire is in the possession of Pitch now. He believes that my parents had it in their possession when their ship sank and they perished. Since the book is magical it returned itself to it place or origin. Meaning, where ever the witch or warlock created it first is where it returned to." Elsa's face was contorted with pain. Speaking about her parent's wasn't easy.
Jack listened and processed what Bunnymund had told her. It was only half of the truth. He knew he had to hold back but he felt he should tell her more. "Does this upset you?" He whispered as he straightened himself up. "Yes. I only want to protect my people." Elsa turned onto her side. She took in the library she had created. Its icy walls were chiseled into book cases. She even had an icy ladder to climb the walls. She had had some of her favorite books moved to the ice castle along with some of her favorite pieces of furniture. Of course, there were ice creations but these pieces had sentimental meanings. "Do you want me to tell you more?" Jack stood up and walked to the fire place. He was startled to see that when he lit the fire it didn't melt the ice. "Yes." Elsa said as she sat up. "If Pitch controls the grimiore he will more than likely cast the entire world into the shadows. There will be no day and there will be no night. He will destroy the boundaries between the living and dead and he will torment everyone for eternity. You won't have to worry about nightmare horses appearing when they'll be all around you out in the open. The reason he's targeting Easter is that this year on the calendar that the grimiore follows that day is very special and the only day Pitch could seize power with the grimiore." Jack's face was grim and hollow looking. "This isn't the fun loving boy I've seen. He's completely serious." Elsa thought. "How do we stop it?" Jack came back to her side. "We look for the book and personally, I want to figure out what's going on between us when we touch. But, that's just my personal opinion." Jack said nervously.
Jack started from the beginning. He told her about saving his sister and becoming a guardian. He told her he was mischievous and once he became a guardian he became the guardian of fun. He told her how much it hurt. How everyday it had hurt for people to walk by him and through him. How hollow he felt. He told her about following his sister till she died and then her daughter and her daughter's daughter until he lost touch. He mentioned hearing about the Snow Queen of Arendelle and he admitted that he only chose to come along because he wanted to see her for himself.
"So, your name is Jackson Overland Frost, you're….217….immortal…and you can control ice and snow just like me." Elsa said the last words with wonder. "Is that why you don't notice the frost that forms on you from me?" Jack laughed casually "I guess not. I actually really like it. I also like you when you're not in control. I don't know much about you but I feel like I already know you."
Elsa smiled. She didn't feel as relaxed as him but being away in the castle of ice did make her let her guard down. She told him about growing up and about hurting Anna. As she told him the story she thought about something. Anna was dying and her father ran to their study to grab a book. When opened it, it was written in a strange language and that's what told him to go to the trolls for help.
"That just might be the grimoire!" she thought. "Jack! I might know where it is!" She yelled breathlessly. Jack perked up and smiled. It was such a lovely smile. He had amazing teeth that were so white and pure. "Just like him" she thought happily. Jack grabbed her hand and pulled her up into an embrace. He blushed deeply and Elsa could tell that she made him nervous, even if he was relying on his humor to hide it.
"Let's go, Elsa. I hope you like the wind." He carried her outside and summoned the wind. Elsa gasped as her feet left the stone. She was amazed to be so high and to feel so alive and free. "Jack!" she yelled. Jack turned to look at her. "What's wrong my lady?" "You don't know where you're going." "Oh. Yes, about that." He laughed as Elsa directed him to the castle in Arendelle.
