Behold, the longest chapter in the story! Anyway, don't kill me because I shocked you all with Elsa accident... And I have another sad information guys. We are nearing the end of this story so...

Chapter 25: Why?

It has been six months since the encounter with Jack Frost and everything was going normally, or at least as normal as it could be. Prince Georg's first birthday was coming up, making Anna, Kristoff, Elsa, and Arthur gotten preoccupied on planning his birthday party which would be attended by royalties from other kingdoms.

Eira was now the Winter Lady, but she preferred Ice Spirit more. She ruled over the Spirit Kingdom with the help of Damien, which has been titled as Sir Damien for his bravery. It was later found that she and him both has developed their feelings for each other from even before the curse took upon their kingdom and made them into Spirits. They were the Princess and Servant Boy from Elsa's favorite book, 'The Tale of the Cursed Land', though they never been into an intimate relationship like the book said, let alone having her pregnant.

Everything went back to normal… or so they thought.

It was one morning one month prior when Elsa began to realize that her body was a bit odd. She had been feeling sick in the morning and has a weird appetite sometimes. She has gone to the castle's doctors that morning and received the most shocking news.

She was pregnant.

She knew she should've prepared herself for the news once she committed herself to live with Arthur and after witnessing her own sister going through that. She was already two months pregnant. But it still shocked her no less. She has asked for the doctors to not breathe a word to anyone as she wanted to tell people herself.

But that was one month ago. And she hasn't told anyone about it. Not even Eira…

Elsa always has the belief that she was an independent young woman in her. That she could go through anything by herself. But she was ashamed that she has no courage to tell someone, not even her husband, about something so important in her life.

I would tell him tomorrow. That was her excuse for one month, and yet she has not found this perfect tomorrow. And now that her nephew's first birthday was coming up, she couldn't see herself in the spotlight. That should be Georg's place now. Maybe after his birthday party? Yes, after that.

A small knock on the window pulled the Queen from her train of thoughts. She looked down at the untouched paperwork on her desk and sighed. She will finish that later. She stood up and went to the window, opening it and letting a small gentle breeze come in. Turning around, she smiled at the sight of her best friend.

"Hi Elsa!" the Ice Spirit said cheerfully, "Wow, you look a little… different." She stated, "Did you gain weight?"

Elsa felt rush of warmth creeping onto her cheeks. Damned that midnight snack… She casually crossed her arms over her stomach, trying to conceal the slight bump. "Umm… maybe?"

For one moment, Elsa has been wishing that Eira would just let that subject go. And eventually the white haired girl shrugged casually. "Anyway, I come to make sure I don't missed Georgie's birthday."

"The party will be held later tonight, Eira…" Elsa said, rolling her eyes.

"I know, I know." Eira dismissed, "But I just can't hold any longer to congratulate him and give him my present!"

The Queen raised an eyebrow. "Then, why are you here?"

"I… don't know where he is?" Eira asked innocently.

The platinum blonde haired Queen couldn't help the amused smile playing on her lips. "He's in the stables with Kristoff and Sven."

"Oh! Okay then!" the Ice Spirit started to make her to the door before she stopped and looked over her shoulder. "Damien will be at the party too. Oh and he says hello." She said before walking out from the Queen's study and Elsa could see her usual Spirit dress shimmered into a 'normal' dress Princesses usually wear.

Elsa was just going to sit back on her chair when she felt a sudden cramp down her abdomen. She gasped and pressed one hand on her abdomen when the other went to the desk to support herself. She could feel the room spinning around her and so she closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing.

All she could do was to wish that everything was alright with her and her baby…

~O~

Elsa walked with Arthur gracefully through the halls. She was wearing a royal blue dress with black bodice, which was a bit too tight around her abdomen, and dark blue cape. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled into a regal bun and her crown nested on top of her head. She was also wearing pale blue gloves, not because she was afraid of losing control (it was beside the point), but because her gloves gave her certain comfort to herself. Arthur himself was wearing a matching dark blue jacket over his white shirt. He was also wearing white pants and black boots, his brown hair slicked back neatly.

They met Kai who bowed politely at the Queen and King's entrance to the ballroom. She and Arthur both nodded and gave him a small smile in return, but the smile quickly disappeared from the Queen's face as she doubled over as another surge of pain racked her body.

"Elsa, are you alright?" Arthur asked as he held his wife's hand tighter to support her from falling down.

"No, no, I'm fine." Elsa said, shaking her head. "It must have just because of something I ate."

The loyal servant, one of few who were still serving in the castle upon Elsa's self-isolation for thirteen years, looked at the two, but when the King nodded, he turned and pushed open the door and stood beside it. "King Arthur and Queen Elsa of Arendelle."

Arthur and Elsa walked in and nodded politely at the guests. Anna and Kristoff were standing by the chocolate cake with Georg smiling brightly in his Father's arms. Elsa could see Eira and Damien dancing in the middle of the ballroom in a quite strong tempo, but both still displayed gracefulness.

The party went smoothly for the people in the ballroom, all but the Queen. She had been feeling dizzy and nauseous as she stood at her husband's side, only partly watching as the guests congratulate the Prince and added their presents to the mountain of other presents at one corner. Even at one point Elsa lowered herself to her throne, too dizzy to even standing up.

"Hey Elsa, are you okay?"

The Queen looked up and found Eira standing in front of her, looking worried. She could only muster a small smile at her friend. "Yes. I'm fine."

"You look a little pale though." Eira pointed out, "You want something to drink?"

This time, Elsa shook her head slowly. "No, thank you." She watched as Damien approached his girlfriend, taking her hand and pulling her back to the middle of the ballroom for another dance, not before she shot another worried glance at the Queen before she disappeared in the crowd. Arthur was still standing a few steps in front of the thrones, but his attention was drawn to the people before him.

Elsa rose from her seat. Suddenly, without warning she felt something wet trickling down her leg. She sat herself back down, cautiously looking down at her blue dress, which was now becoming stained with blood.

Oh no, no, no, no, no… The color drained from the Queen's face. She had to get out of there immediately. But just a second after she stood, her knees buckled and she collapsed to the floor.

Arthur was at her side in a second. "Elsa?!"

She could see Eira pushing through the crowd that was now looking at the Queen, kneeling beside her in an instant. "Fetch the doctors, now!" was the last word Elsa could hear coming from the Ice Spirit's mouth before she drove into unconsciousness…

~O~

Arthur was pacing back and forth in front of the bedchambers he shared with his wife as he waited for the doctor to check on Elsa. Kristoff and Anna went back to Georg's party at his order so their son could have some fun without worrying about anything. He also has told the guests that the Queen was probably only being too tired, and he secretly wished that it was true.

The doctor finally came out from the bedchambers with a grim expression on his face. "With enough rest, the Queen will be alright."

Arthur's brows furrowed together. "That's great then. It is nothing serious, isn't it?"

"She just needs to rest."

"But she'll be fine, right?"

"She'll recover. But I'm afraid she lost the baby."

Eira, who was standing in the shadows near a window, looked up. "Baby?"

The doctor looked at her then at the King who looked equally shocked and confused. "None of you know?"

"No." Arthur shook his head. "I… don't. Do you?" he addressed the question to the Ice Spirit, who only shook her head.

"The Queen was just three months along, a very delicate time. That with extreme exhaustion and from what I've seen, a bit too tight clothing… it was very possible for her to have a miscarriage."

"Does she know?" Eira asked,

The doctor nodded. "Yes, I've informed her. She's awake and you can see her if you want. Now, excuse me Your Majesty, Your Highness." He bowed and walked away.

"Eira, you go first." Arthur said, "You're the one who could talk to her better."

"But you're her husband." Eira said softly, "You go. I have some errands to do." And with that she disappeared from the hall, leaving the King alone.

But I never good at girl's talk…Arthur groaned before pushing the door opened and stepped inside. Sure enough, his wife was sitting on the bed, her back propped up by pillows against the headboard. "Elsa…"

The Queen gave her husband a weak smile. "Hi Arthur…"

The brown haired King came and sat down beside his wife, taking her hand in his and rubbed his thumb over her smooth skin. "Why didn't you tell me, Elsa?" he didn't mean to go straight to the point, but he just can't hold the question that had been nagging in his mind.

"I'm sorry…" the Queen whispered quietly, tears began to pool in her blue eyes. "I was too scared to tell you. Then… then Georg's first birthday is coming up and I know that if I tell, I won't be allowed to help but I want to help."

"Oh Elsa…"

"But I really regret it." Elsa sobbed, letting a lone tear to stream down her cheek. "I love the baby so much but I was too selfish… If only I've told you, none of this would have happened. We would still have our child now. I'm so sorry… I'm sorry, Arthur."

The King pulled his wife into his embrace, letting her sobbed onto his shoulder as he rubbed soothing circles. "Shush… its okay, Elsa. Everything will be alright…"

"I lost our baby… I'm so sorry."

"It's okay… this is just a little twist in our lives. I'm sure we have a much brighter future waiting for us. We just need to be strong and brave to get to that future…"