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Jack wandered aimlessly around the town of Arendelle. Elsa's cold words continued to bite him again and again mercilessly. He never thought that the woman he considered as a friend would kick him out like that. There was a small part of him that hoped that she regretted it, but he was mostly angry that she didn't care at all. He had told her about his situation. People couldn't see him. The common sense was for you to want to keep that person happy, let them know that they had a friend. Elsa treated him like he was just like everyone else. She just wanted to ignore him.

Stop it. Your being insensitive. He chided himself. Elsa had her own problems to deal with. She was losing control of her powers again. She got lost in the forest and was missing for hours. She had hard times too, and was probably just taking out her frustrations on him. Jack sighed, staring at the water reflecting in the moonlight. The moon was nearing its last cycle before it would disappear. Jack would miss the company, even if it hadn't told him all of his secrets.

Maybe he wasn't supposed to know yet.

Jack's mind narrowed in on the thought. Maybe the moon had kept his past a secret because he wasn't supposed to know. It would have told him sooner or later. What if he had just changed his destiny? Jack sat crisscrossed on the wall. He shouldn't think too much. He would only scare himself.

He sighed again, lowering his staff to touch the water below him. A thin layer of frost was created. It curled around like the fern plant. What was his purpose? Why did he feel compelled to stay in Arendelle? Why was he brought back to life with these powers? Jack stood up and stepped onto the ice.

Whenever he couldn't calm down or was feeling down, Jack would just run around freezing things. He would unfreeze when he was done. It helped him regain his spirits. He kept his staff in front of him and slid forward. An ice path was being created wherever his staff touched.

Soon enough Jack was sliding around the Arendelle ocean, laughing. Fish jumped up from the water. Summer was nearing, but Spring was still young. Jack always felt tired in the Summer. He spend his time in the mountains, where the snow stayed. It was more comfortable for him.

He remembered the winter where Elsa lost control. It was unbelievably cold, almost to the point where Jack was cold. There was a strange energy around the North Mountain. Jack had investigated, and found her. Seeing Elsa build the wonderful castle had made him jealous. He couldn't do that. Her power had exceeded his own, and he had been alive longer than her.

He thought of Prince Hans. Jack gritted his teeth. He hadn't seen Hans actual motive. He was truly a trickster. He only wanted stuff for himself. That was the kind of person that Jack hated. Jack was glad that Hans had revealed himself to Anna. If he hadn't, no one would have been there to save Elsa.

Jack couldn't save her. It was painful not being able to save someone. He was there, and he saw the sword, but he didn't react fast enough. He couldn't even comfort Elsa after she thought that Anna was dead. Jack was useless. He couldn't even help her now. Was his role just to watch? What was he doing here?

Jack's laughter had stopped, and he stood still, staring at his reflection in the ice. He had to something. He didn't have these thoughts when he was Elsa. He wasn't depressed when he was talking with Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff. This wasn't him. Even if Elsa didn't want him there, that was where he belonged.

Elsa woke up to a pounding headache and a sore throat. She immediately sent for water and a wet cloth. She didn't get sick again, she knew that much. The cause must've been because she cried so much yesterday. Guilt overtook her as she remembered her cruelty to Jack. She hoped that he would come back so that she could apologize. There was a knock on the door, startling Elsa from her thoughts.

"Queen Elsa? May I come in?" Elsa immediately recognized the deep voice. It was General Quentin. Color came to her cheeks as she remembered the events from last night. She would never be able to look him in the eye again. She was so embarrassed.

"Yes." Elsa took a deep breath to try to calm her nerves. Quentin opened the door, and stepped aside for a maid to scurry in. The maid was carrying a tray with a pitcher of water, a glass, and a cloth halfway dipped into a basin. She set it on the side table near Elsa's bed.

"Do you need anything else your highness?" Her quiet voice was quivering and her eyes darted around the room, as if she was looking for an escape. Elsa's stomach dropped. The girl was afraid of her. She smiled painfully.

"No that will be all. Thank you very much." The maid ran out of the room, relieved that she had been released. Elsa sighed, rubbing her head. The headache seemed to be getting worse. She realized that Quentin was still in the room. "Do you need anything?"

"Yes, I haven't given my report to you in awhile. If you don't mind, I would like to give it now. Unless you need to be left alone. If so, I apologize for my disturbance." General Quentin spoke quickly and precisely. He was standing as stiff as a guard should, his eyes trained on the wall, not making eye contact. It seemed that Elsa wasn't the only one who was embarrassed. She started to giggle. Quentin finally looked at her. "Your highness?"

"I'm sorry." She tried to stop her laughing, but she couldn't. She had lost all formality. When Quentin was around, she couldn't act like a queen. She acted like a normal person. Her laughter slowly turned back into giggles. She had finally calmed down enough to speak. "Again, I apologize. You were just so stiff and wouldn't look me in the eye, so I found it funny. When were alone you can act normal."

Quentin immediately relaxed. " Thank goodness. You have no clue how tiring it is to always have to be on alert and on guard. I have to basically act like a statue."

"I have to sit through conferences and go to dinners. I have to sit straight and look regal the whole time. Besides, I thought you were someone who always pushed the rules onto others, not break them yourself."

"It may seem that way, but when no one is looking I try to relax a bit." They both smiled. Elsa realized that the little barrier that was between them had broken. She also noticed that her headache had subsided. Just having a normal conversation helped her. It was intriguing.

"Alright, give me the report." Elsa leaned back into her pillows, waiting for his report.

"There has been no trouble lately, but three days ago a sheep was killed. We believe that wolves are the problem. We also saw an unidentified ship near our borders five days ago. Other than those two instances everything has been as smooth as ice."

"So, a ice sculpture with two misshapen parts?" Elsa couldn't help but add her own little joke. Quentin's smile grew wider.

"Precisely."

"I want some guards on a nightwatch for wolves. Also have a rotation for where the ship was sighted. I want to find out whos watching us." Elsa poured herself a glass of water. "Is that all?"

"Yes." Quentin hesitated for a second. Elsa raised an eyebrow in questioning. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jack land on her balcony. "I do have one question."

"What is it?" Now that Jack was here, Elsa was impatient to get Quentin out of the way.

"Who's Jack?"

Ahem. Quentin, let's not go there buddy. There are some borders that you must not cross. There are also questions that you must not ask. THANK YOU FOR READING!