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Anyway, the first part of this chapter has a fluffload of Jelsa cuteness, gushing over their baby, and talking about their future because I'm weak and I couldn't help myself. But I'm excited for the second part of this chapter!

Two days have passed since they all found out about Oliver's powers. Jack and Elsa kept an extra close eye on their baby, still stunned and amazed that their little boy had finally showed inheritance of their powers. Of course, they still feared the consequences; it's always the first things on their minds. But still, they couldn't help but feel their bodies explode with love as they thought about Oliver's powers, because they have been excited about it since he was still in Elsa's womb.

It was a cold, early morning at the North Pole. The clock had just struck 8am, and the sun was just beginning to peak out from the wispy clouds. Mornings at the North Pole, especially at the Workshop, was always such a pleasant experience because it was very different than mornings in Arendelle. The sounds of lively music and tinkering toys greeted the morning sun.

Jack and Elsa laid in bed, with Oliver right between them. Their baby was still asleep, sleeping on his back in his little blue pajamas and socks, with his chest heaving up and down with each precious breath, with his eyes closed, shielding the stunning blue eyes that he got from Jack.

Ever since Elsa found out about Pitch, she was too scared to let Oliver out of her sight. Even letting him sleep in his crib frightened her, so Jack had agreed to let their son sleep in between, which gave Oliver extra protection since Jack and Elsa don't sleep anyway, giving them more time to watch over their son.

"Do you want breakfast?" Jack asked above a whisper. "I can get North's yetis and elves to send breakfast in, if you want."

Elsa shook her head. "No. I just want to..." she took a deep sigh. "...stay here and watch over Oliver."

Elsa looked down between them, her eyes fixated on their baby. He is just so...perfect, that Elsa herself cannot understand how she can love someone so much, how something so amazing could belong to her and Jack. But as each second passed, the love and adoration she felt for her son increased more and more. Their baby is more than just perfect, but Oliver is their little miracle, their everything.

"It's incredible, isn't it," she sighed.

"What is?" asked Jack.

"How you can love your child so much, the way you want to protect them and give them everything your heart and soul can offer, the way they can make you feel so alive and happy, how you want to do your very best because you love that person so much," Elsa whispered, lightly playing with the edge of Oliver's blanket.

Jack felt himself smile as he listen to Elsa talk about their son. Of course, he feels the same way about Oliver. Although they have been through their ups and downs throughout Elsa's pregnancy, and although having a baby was never in their plans, having this baby - their little boy - made their lives so much better, as if their cold and dark pasts never happened.

"And it's crazy how much you can love you child, even though you've only known them for a few months," Elsa sighed. It still hurts to know that she was dead during her son's first two months of life.

Jack's smile faltered a little, but he sighed. "How did you feel, seeing Oliver for the first time after you, y'know, woke up?"

Elsa smiled a bit. "Like my heart will never be frozen again," she answered quietly.

"Ouch," Jack teased. "Then what about the times when it was just you and me?"

Elsa laughed quietly and rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean. But just being with Oliver, seeing ourselves in our baby, seeing all the little parts that Oliver gets from you and me, it just...it makes me forget about the things that use to haunt me. Sometimes I think about my parents, and the exact moment I found out that they had died. It reduces me to tears all the time. But...when I look at our son, I feel as if there is nothing wrong with the world."

Jack nodded and shifted on the bed, resting his head against the pillow. "I know how you feel. When I was alone for 300 years, I had no one at all. That was 300 years of flying around the world, confused and isolated and angry all the time. But now, when I'm with you and our son, I can't even remember what it felt like to be that lonely."

Elsa smiled at him, then looked down at Oliver, who had scrunched up his little nose in his sleep, before looking back at Jack. The look Jack wore on his face as he watched their son made Elsa's chest swell with love. Sometimes, it still feels so surreal that this is her family, that she now has a family of her own.

Despite spending all those years alone in isolation, Elsa has always been close to her family. She knew that her mother, father and Anna loved her very much. She was very fortunate to have felt that connection with her parents, despite the many regrets she felt after they passed away.

She sighed to herself, keeping her gaze on Jack. She couldn't imagine what Jack must have felt after he gained some of his memories back, and realizing that he once had a family. She felt terrible for him, because even though she was alone for a few years, Jack was alone for all his life.

"Do you miss them?" she asked quietly.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"Your family. Your sister."

Jack sighed heavily, thinking back to that exact moment when he saw his memories for the first time since his death, how he saw him and his sister, how he died to save his sister from drowning to her death.

"Well, yeah. I mean, I don't really remember much about my family, especially my sister. But ever since I regained part of my human memory, of me and my sister, I do wish that I could remember more about her and what it was like having a sibling. You and Anna have such a good relationship with each other, that it makes me wonder if I was a good brother to my own sister," said Jack.

Elsa smiled again. "I'm sure you were a great big brother, Jack. Your sister was very lucky to have you. I wish I met her."

"I wish I could remember her more," Jack sighed.

"Do you sometimes wish you were alive again? So that you could relive your past with your biological family?" asked Elsa.

Jack sighed deeply. "I used to. But if it weren't for me dying and falling into a lake and becoming a Guardian, I would've never met you, or Anna or Kristoff. If I hadn't of fallen into that lake, I wouldn't have become Jack Frost."

Elsa laughed silently. "I guess you're right."

A moment of silence fell between the two of them. Elsa returned her gaze upon her son, as she was deep in her own thoughts for the time being. Jack watched her, thinking back to the day where they met each other for the first time. It was crazy how their own mistakes brought them together. If it weren't for Elsa freezing Arendelle two years ago, which lead the other Guardians to believe that Jack had done it, then Jack would have never met her.

"Where do you see yourself in 10 years?" he asked, breaking the silence.

Elsa froze at first, surprised at the question. But she sighed to herself, still keeping her gaze on their son. "I don't really know. Nothing new, I suppose. I'm going to be Queen for the rest of my life, so...I don't know. It's hard to think when there's so much going on right now."

"Well, where do you see us in 10 years?" Jack asked quietly.

Elsa bit down on her bottom lip to prevent a smile, but failed to do so. She has wondered about hers and Jack's future, but she has never really spoke about them out loud. She and Anna briefly talked about it when Anna asked her about marriage and having more kids, but Elsa had completely blocked that conversation out of her mind because it was too embarrassing.

"I see us in a very good place," Elsa started off quietly. "You and me, together and in love, just like we have been for the past two years. Raising our son together, and, well..."

Jack smiled. "What?"

"Nothing," Elsa said shyly.

"No, c'mon, you can tell me," Jack said.

Elsa felt her entire body grow warm with embarrassment. She wanted to melt and disappear right now. A series of small giggles escaped her lips as she tried to hide her humiliation, and Jack's lingering stare made everything worse.

"Elsa..."

"It's nothing," she said again, but shrugged. "It's just...well, a few days ago when I was still in Arendelle, Anna and I were talking and...she sort of...she asked me if..."

Jack couldn't help but laugh. He loved seeing Elsa so embarrassed. He just adored her when she was all shy, especially around him. He loved the fact that he is the only person who can make the poised and elegant Queen Elsa get all tongue tied.

"If what?" asked Jack.

Elsa breathed in deeply and gathered up all the courage to speak. She bit down on her bottom lip once more as she looked away, not daring to make eye contact with him as she said it.

"Well, um, Anna asked me if...if we were ever going to have more children in the future," she said quietly.

Jack froze in surprise because he had not expected Elsa to say that. That was the last thing he would have ever guessed. He was expecting her to say something embarrassing or something, but this, wow, Jack was downright shocked.

"More children?" Jack's eyes widened a bit.

"Yeah," Elsa mumbled, forcing a small laugh. "I know, I know. It's...embarrassing."

"Why is it embarrassing?" Jack asked. "Don't you want to have more kids?"

Elsa looked up at him, a little wide-eyed. Jack stared back, giving her a small smile, which made Elsa's red hot embarrassment die down just a bit.

"Well, I...don't know," she said, before her voice got quieter. "I mean, it would be nice someday."

Jack paused for a bit. "Would you want us to have more kids?" he asked, a little awkwardly.

Elsa couldn't believe that she and Jack were actually having this conversation. They have never talked about having more kids, or even having kids at all. When Oliver was conceived between them, they have never talked about children prior to that. Having Oliver just sort of...happened. And talking about this was a bit weird and new, but Jack's soft voice made it feel a little bit more comforting.

"Not anytime soon, that's for sure. You and I went through so much when I was pregnant with Oliver," she started then sighed. "But it was worth it. Every single moment of it was worth it, because I just can't imagine what it would be like without our baby."

"So...you do want more kids," Jack said apprehensively.

Elsa looked at him. "D-Do you?" she asked shyly.

Jack sighed, but smiled at her. He would be lying if he said that he has never thought about this, because he has. But they just had their son a few months ago, and Jack wasn't expecting a conversation like this to happen so soon. But he nodded his head.

"Well, yeah. But like you said, not anytime soon. We are immortal after all. There's no need to rush," he smiled at her.

Elsa sighed in relief, not knowing whether it was because she and Jack were on the same page on expanding their family, or that she finally got this off her chest and can freely talk to Jack about it.

"It would be so nice to give Oliver a little sibling sometime in the future," Elsa said shyly, glancing down at their sleeping baby. "I just don't want Oliver to grow up and be lonely, you know, like how we did."

"And he won't. I'm going to make sure that our son won't grow up the way we did," Jack said with such sincerity, that it made Elsa's chest swell.

She smiled, admiring the soft features on her baby's face. "He would be such a good big brother, like you, Jack."

Jack chuckled. "Yeah, he would. It would be pretty cool to give him a little sister one day, since I had a sister once, and you have Anna."

Elsa laughed. "You would be so protective over a little girl."

Jack nodded and smiled. "Oh, definitely."

She laughed quietly and smiled at him, before looking back down at their sleeping baby boy. She fought the urge to lean in and kiss his chubby little cheeks because he was just so, so adorable, but Elsa didn't want to disturb his sleep. Five whole minutes of pure silence passed, before Jack spoke up again.

"What else?"

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

Jack grinned. "What else do you see us doing 10 years from now? I mean, besides having a lot more babies together."

"Jackson!" she gasped in embarrassment, almost forgetting that their baby was still sleeping between them, but luckily Oliver didn't wake up.

The Guardian laughed. "C'mon, tell me," he said softly.

Elsa sighed deeply as she looked up, catching his blue eyes staring into hers. For a moment, Elsa through she felt her beat thump against her chest because she was so in love with him. He has given her all the love in the world, maybe even more. It was insane how she had once felt lost and unloved because of her past.

"I don't know," she sighed. "I mean, 10 years isn't that far away, since you and I do have the rest of eternity together."

Jack shrugged a little, then smiled. "I still wanna know."

Elsa felt herself blush internally. She and Jack have never talked about their future together before, because back when Elsa was still mortal, they both thought that death would tear them apart one day.

"Well," she started off, a small smile tugging at her lips. "I see us being together and being happy. I see us teaching Oliver how to use his powers, and being a family."

Jack's smile faded just a little. He was hoping for another answer, hoping for something along the lines of...marriage. He and Elsa have never ever spoken about marriage - ever. Within the past two years of being together, not once have they ever discussed a wedding or anything like that.

But, just because they haven't talked about it with each other, doesn't mean that they have never thought about it, because they have. Multiple times.

"When you were younger, have you ever thought about ever getting married?" Jack asked quietly.

Elsa froze when he said the word. Hearing him speak the word with such wonder and finesse made Elsa's immortal heart want to leap out of her chest, whether it was from the sudden shock at the word, or something else.

"Well, not really," she admitted.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Really? But you were the Princess! Don't all princesses dream about marrying their future Prince?"

"I was never interested. However, Anna use to gush at all the young Princes that visited Arendelle with their parents to meet my Mother and Father. Anna was always so love struck. My father was always worried about her," Elsa laughed.

Jack paused for a bit as he bit down on his bottom lip. "Well, how about...how about after you became the Queen? You must have at least thought about marriage, or finding someone to rule the kingdom with."

Elsa inhaled deeply through her nose, hearing the slightly jealous tone in Jack's voice. It made her laugh on the inside, because she knows that Jack is protective of her, and Jack knew that he didn't have to worry about this, but hearing him speak like that was a bit funny to Elsa.

"Well, to be honest, I have thought about it, even before my coronation. It was one of my biggest worries about becoming Queen. But it was mostly due to the pressure of being the first born child. Everyone was waiting for me to find someone, and it didn't help that my parents were searching for a royal to match me with. They were preparing to find a suitor for me for my 21st birthday, and up until then, I was terrified. I understand that it was for the sake of my kingdom, but the thought of it absolutely scared me because I wasn't ready to be forced into a commitment that I didn't want."

Jack glanced at her, and saw that she was looking at the ceiling. Her face was unreadable.

"When I was younger, I told myself that if I ever found someone to spend the rest of my life with, I wanted it to be out of pure love, and not because the law says a Queen has to marry another royal figure," she said.

Elsa turned to him, seeing that Jack was staring at her. When Jack had first fallen in love with her, he had to admit that he felt ashamed that he wasn't a Prince of a Duke or any type of royal, and he felt that he would never live up to the standards of a Prince because he was just a Guardian. Nothing more. And sometimes, he would often tell himself that it would be best to never visit Arendelle again, for Elsa's sake, for her kingdom's sake, because he was just a Guardian and he could never provide what a Prince could.

And it use to hurt, because he loved her so much. But then, when Elsa confessed her mutual affection for him, all that weight had been lifted off of Jack's shoulders, only so much more, because he now knew that he didn't ever have to worry about losing her heart to anyone else.

She smiled a little. "Do you remember that time, about a year after we met, when you were in my office back at the castle? And there was a pile of marriage proposals sitting on my desk?" she asked him quietly.

Jack nodded. He can still remember the burning pain of jealousy when he looked at all the letters on Elsa's desk, the ones asking for her hand in marriage.

"You didn't read a single one," Jack said.

"I didn't have to, because those letters meant nothing to me. I wanted to fall in love with someone that I love," she said quietly.

"And did you?" Jack asked, a teasing smile lingering on his face.

Elsa rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile. "I did."

"And? What's he like?"

Elsa stifled a laugh and shook her head to herself. The smile on her face only grew as she kept her eyes on Jack. "He's incredible. He is such a wonderful person, and a loving father to my son. He is the only person in the world who understands what I've been through. He showed me how to love again, and to face my fears. He showed me that being different meant being special. He taught me how to be free."

Jack grinned. "Wow, he sounds like a pretty great guy. And handsome too, I assume?"

Elsa laughed and rolled her eyes again. "Very handsome. And I am completely in love with him."

Jack smiled at her, feeling himself fall in love with her all over again. He chuckled softly before slowly leaning in, being aware of the baby that slept between them, before placing a kiss on her lips. Elsa smiled as Jack cupped one hand under her chin to deepen the kiss.

"I love you, Jack," Elsa whispered breathlessly as she pulled away. "You know that. I love you so much, and you are the only person who will ever own my heart the way you do."

Jack just smiled, caressing her cheek with his hand.

"And, in the future, if we become more than what we are now, I will be the happiest person in the world. I love you and I will always want to be with you. Only you," Elsa added shyly. She just couldn't bring herself up to say the words 'husband and wife'.

Jack's smile widened. Although they didn't exactly come to conclusion about their relationship in the future, they didn't need to because they both feel the same way, that maybe in a few years or so, the words 'I do' will finally be said between them.

Jack was about to lean in and kiss her again, but the sounds of small, tiny and sleepy gurgling came from the baby between them. Beneath the white blanket, Oliver's feet started to move around slowly as the smallest, most adorable little coo left the baby's lips.

A few seconds later, Oliver slowly opened his eyes, blinking tiredly before yawning and scrunching up his nose as he did. It took a couple minutes for Oliver to fully wake up, as he closed his sleepy eyes again and yawned and cooed and did all the adorable things that infants do as they wake up. But once he did, opening his gorgeous blue eyes and looking up at his parents, a tiny smile spread across the baby's face.

Elsa gasped playfully. "Good morning, baby!" she cooed, before leaning in to press a light kiss upon one of his chubby cheeks.

Oliver smiled and reached up towards Elsa, where she placed a series of sweet kisses on his tiny hands.

"Did you sleep well? Daddy and I couldn't stop staring at you. You're so adorable," Elsa smiled.

Jack laughed as he reached over and adjusted the blanket around Oliver, but when the baby felt movement on the other side of him, he broke his gaze away from Elsa and turned to Jack. Jack laughed again as he sat up in bed, before reaching down to pick Oliver up and placing him on his lap, facing him. Elsa scooted in closer, finally being able to cuddle up against Jack. She leaned her head on Jack's shoulder as they both stared at their baby.

"Hey, sleepyhead," Jack said, grinning as Oliver kicked his tiny feet around.

Elsa laughed, then shook her head at the sight of her baby's messy hair. "You definitely look like Daddy this morning, sweetie. Your Aunt Anna would have a fit if she saw how messy your hair looked!"

Jack chuckled, smiling at his baby. "You may have your Mother's charms, but you definitely have my looks, right buddy?"

Oliver cooed and laughed, as if he could understand what Jack and Elsa were saying. But the sound of their son's little laughs made the Guardian and Queen fall in love with their baby even more, if that was even possible.

"Do the snowflakes, Jack," said Elsa.

Jack grinned and nodded. "Wanna see Daddy do something cool, Oliver?"

A little smile broke out on the baby's face as his big blue eyes watched as Jack held his hand out, letting a swirl of snow fly out of his palm. Oliver laughed that precious laugh of his; he always loved seeing his parents' magic and it was his first time ever seeing it up close. Usually, Jack and Elsa made sure that they kept a bit of distance between Oliver when they used their powers, but now that Oliver has his own, they didn't need to worry.

A few snowflakes landed on the top of Oliver's head, while the rest disappeared as they fell on the bed. Jack and Elsa both laughed when they saw the cute look of wonder on their son's face. Oliver reached his tiny hands out, trying to mimic what his father had just done, but unfortunately had no success.

Elsa laughed. "Oh, sweetheart. Here, watch Mommy do it."

Elsa also held her palm out and let out a stunning gust of snowflakes into the air above them. Oliver laughed again, feeling all the love and attention that his parents were giving him, which was more than Jack and Elsa could ever hold in their bodies. They loved their son more than words can describe.

Oliver reached out for a snowflake that was floating in front of him, but he ended up reaching too far and he fell forward onto Jack's chest, making Jack and Elsa laugh at their adorable baby.

"You're silly," Jack chuckled, pressing a kiss upon Oliver's hair before helping him sit upright again.

"Wanna try again?" Elsa exclaimed sweetly, displaying another array of pretty snowflakes that flew out of her hand, much to her baby's delight.

The little Prince scrunched up his nose when a snowflake landed right on it, before looking up to meet the eyes of his mother and father. A small smile appeared on the baby's face before reaching out his small, chubby hand.

And out flew a single tiny and beautiful snowflake right from Oliver's palm. The snowflake floated up and twirled around before disappearing into thin air.

"Look at that! He did it!" Jack laughed.

"Oh, Oliver! You did it, sweetheart!" Elsa smiled, reaching over to place a kiss on his cheek.

Oliver cooed and giggled and bounced at the display of affection from his parents.

Jack smiled and adjusted his son in his lap before saying, "One day, you'll learn how to use your powers. And who knows? You might become better than me or your Mother."

Elsa laughed, moving herself so that she could be leaning against Jack's chest. She smiled at their baby and said, "Daddy and I love you so much. And we don't ever want you to be afraid of your powers, ever."

Having Oliver fear his powers and having him go through the things that his parents have experienced, was the last thing that Jack and Elsa wanted. They have both felt the pain, the darkness and loneliness and being misunderstood for far too long, that they will do everything they can to make sure Oliver never feels that way. They don't ever want their son to go through the things that they've been though.

The smile on Elsa's face slowly disappeared as her face turned serious. She sighed heavily and said, "And we promise that nothing will ever hurt you, and that nothing will ever take you away from us."

Night began to fall in Arendelle, and Anna was just finishing up reading a long trade deal from that weird Weaseltown man before deciding that it was time for bed. Since Elsa was away at the North Pole having some family time with Jack and Oliver, it was up to her to do Elsa's queenly duties until her sister returned.

"I hope Elsa isn't too worried about us," said Anna. She sat on the side of hers and Kristoff's bed, undoing her braided hair and letting her brown locks fall over her shoulders.

Kristoff laughed a little. "Well, Elsa does worry a lot about you, but you know how she gets. She's just protective of her family."

"I know. But she and Jack have been away for a few days now. I just don't want her to worry. I mean, you and I have been doing a great job running the kingdom on our own so far, right?" she asked.

"Right," said Kristoff, leaning over to place a kiss on her forehead before falling into bed.

"But I'm glad that she and Jack are spending time of their own. They definitely deserve it, after all they've been through," Anna said, before laying her head down against the pillow.

"And Oliver finally gets the chance to go outside and explore the world," said Kristoff.

Anna smiled, thinking about her baby nephew. "Yeah. Elsa has been super overprotective of Oliver for so long. I think this is Oliver's first time out of the castle, but I understand why. I would be protective too, if my child was born premature."

"But you're already protective of Oliver. We both are," said Kristoff.

She smiled again. "I know. I'm just glad that Oliver has Jack and Elsa in his life now. The poor baby spent his first two months of life without both of his parents! I'm just so happy that my sister is happy. I love watching Elsa be a mother."

Kristoff yawned and nodded in agreement. "Anyway, I'm exhausted. It's been a long day and I have to wake up early tomorrow morning to deliver ice to the east side of the village."

Anna nodded, feeling sleepy herself. Really sleepy, in fact, that she thought she saw something move outside of the window on the farthest wall. It almost looked like a horse with yellow, maybe white eyes? But Anna knew that was impossible and that her brain was playing tricks on her again. She definitely needed some rest.

"Alright. I'm getting a bit tired too. Goodnight, love you," she said, reaching over to turn off the oil-lit lamp on the side table.

"Love you too," said Kristoff.

Three hours have passed since Anna and Kristoff fell into their deep and peaceful slumber. However, Anna began to shift and turn in her sleep when she felt heavy movements around her. Her eyebrows furrowed as her mind was fighting to stay asleep, but her senses were beginning to wake up. She swore, she heard clip clops of hooves, similar to Sven's but this one sounded more sharp and it left an eerie echo behind.

It was as if something was holding onto her, moving her and pulling her. And then everything instantly became cold. Anna shuddered and nuzzled her face into her arm, but everything around her felt like a dream, so her mind assumed that she was still asleep. But the sensation was odd; wind was passing through her hair and her entire body left the ground, as if she was floating or...flying.

"Must be dreaming..." she mumbled through a yawn, and fell back into her unconscious sleep once more.

But she was instantly proven wrong when she felt herself drop to the ground. Anna jolted awake and she was trembling, confused and cold. She blinked multiple times, as if to make sure she was really awake. But her heart was beating against her chest when she looked around, realizing that she was no longer in her castle, no longer in her bedroom chambers.

She saw nothing but blackness and emptiness and it made her body shake in fear, except so much more because she was scared, she didn't know where she was, and it terrified her to the bone. She wanted to tell herself that she must be sleeping still, and this was just a bad dream.

But she knew that this wasn't a dream and she was definitely awake.

"Where am I?" she whispered.

Her hands hit the cold ground and she gasped when her fingers dug into what felt like sand. She squinted through the darkness and realized that yes, she was touching sand. Black sand.

"K-Kristoff?" her voice was barely audible. "Anyone? Hello? Is there-"

"Sshhhh..."

Anna gasped out loud when she heard the whisper. Her hands flung up to cover her mouth, and she sputtered out the black sand that had accidentally touched her lips, before falling to her knees.

That whisper, that voice. It send an invisible knife of fear through her body and it made her want to cry. For some reason, the sound of that voice brought back every horrible memory that her heart held, and for the first time in years, she wanted to scream for her mother and father.

"Who's there?" Anna cried quietly.

And in that moment, a shadowed figure with gleaming yellow eyes emerged from the shadows. A painfully sharp grin stretched on the figure's face, showing off it's teeth with that dangerous smile. And behind it, a few other figures emerged, and it only took a few seconds for Anna to realize it was a group of horses, like the ones she saw earlier.

Except that these horses were made out of sand.

Anna gasped and scooted backwards, getting black sand all over her nightgown. Her heart was beating dangerous fast, and the fear she was feeling was like nothing she has ever felt. She was scared, terrified, and it seemed to make the shadowed figure smile more.

"Ah, Princess..." the figure scowled.

Anna began to sob. She didn't know what was happening, where she was, where Kristoff, Elsa or Jack were and who this thing standing in front of her is.

The shadowed figure chuckled darkly when he felt the fear come off of Anna. Sweet, malicious fear, which is everything he craved for, yearned for, lived for.

"Don't be afraid, your Majesty," the figure chuckled to himself at the irony.

"Wh-Who are you?" Anna choked out.

The figure's eyes darkened.

"My name is Pitch Black," the figure grinned. "And you, sweet Princess, are going to answer a few questions for me."

Tears streaked Anna's cheeks. "M-Me?" she trembled.

"Yes," He chuckled. "Because you are going to help me get what I want."

Btw, the horses that I was referring to in this chapter were Pitch's Nightmares in Rise Of The Guardians. Those horses in the movie, remember?

Sooo. Pitch is finally back in the story and he has kidnapped poor Anna! What kinds of devious things is he planning to do? D:

Also, I recently wrote and uploaded a new Jelsa oneshot called 'What Should Have Been' and it would mean a lot if you guys would take the time to read and review it, if you want! :)

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