The guests already stormed the castle of Ovrilon, and the music is as loud as thunder. Cassandra can hear it, even though she's still in her room. She thought about wearing her manliest suit to shock the court, but with Elsa being here, it's probably not the best idea. So she went to the tailor to get herself a suit. Yes, a suit. The crown princess would never wear a dress, even if someone tried to force her. She thinks it doesn't look good on her, which is probably a lie, but no one dares to tell her what to wear. But tonight she must dress up well, to impress her beloved.
So she stood there in the aristocratic cutting lines of a great tailor, one who could take her slightly androgynous form and make her a figure of power, beauty and grace. Her suit is stretchy and soft, hiding her body rather than showing it off. It's supposed to function well if someone puts on a fight, which probably won't happen. She put her shoulder-length black hair in a loose ponytail that showed the features of her face.
Cassandra bit her bottom lip in anticipation, already excited to see Elsa in a beautiful dress that she probably never wore before. She put on her black suit with the line of the white collar above it. On her way to the party, she stopped by her private library to pick up a book. There's no way she'll be dealing with snobbish nobles just yet. Instead, she'll just sneak out and hide in her magical garden for a while and enjoy some time by herself. It's not like she wants to be all alone. She'd rather be with Elsa, and the blonde will probably know it.
As she decided to leave the library, she felt a tingling sensation in her head. Placing her hand on the doorknob, it only got worse. Her vision became dizzy, and everything went dark.
"Shhh..." I whispered into the guard's ear, as the crook of my arm hugged his neck tightly. "It's okay, don't fight it." He made a few gagging noises, and I felt disgusted by my actions, but I didn't stop. Eventually, all his muscles relaxed, and I let go of him. Then I turned my attention to the key attached to his belt - the key to my freedom. I picked it up slowly, careful not to make a noise. The other guard, also dressed in black fell asleep, just like the one I suffocated a moment ago.
One of my soldiers from the opposite cell looks at me with hope shining in his eyes as I turn the lock and open the entrance. I ignore the sharp pain in my legs, pick up a dagger from the dead guard and make my way towards the other. He suspects nothing as I slice his throat, blood dripping down his skin as he opened his eyes. Now I have more people looking at me behind the closed bars. The guard gags and soon falls onto the hard floor. Dead.
I see my soldiers smiling as I open every cell one by one. When I reach the last one, I see my friend laying on the cold floor. I get inside. The smell is horrible, it makes me puke, and I try to cover my nose and mouth with my weak hand. As I touch her body, she feels stiff and cold, and her flesh already began to rot. She's dead. I sigh to myself. We have no time for crying; I get out of the cell. The others thank me, but it's too soon to be grateful. "We need to escape. If we go that way..." I pointed towards the direction. "...we might be able to get out without drawing too much attention."
"I disagree. They'll follow us." A man said, holding his deformed arm against his body. We're all weak and injured, barely alive. How long we've been there? Weeks or months? Perhaps a year.
I sighed. I know that is not the best plan, but this is the one that gives us the most chance to survive. "Yes, but if we go the other way, we might run right into them. That's the only way out."
"Her Majesty is right." One of my female companions said. "They'll kill us all of we go the other way."
I nod, thanking her for agreeing with me. "If you see a weapon, just grab it. Try to stay as quiet as possible. If anyone sees a guard, tell the others. We'll kill each of them on the way." My people nodded. The silence made our blood cold as the air that crept through the windows of every cell.
Besides our steps, there's no whispering, rustling or any noise at all. It's just us — the tortured, half-alive slaves of this cruel place. I can already see the light of the outside world, but something feels wrong. The steps behind me are becoming loud, and I'm afraid there's more than the four of us.
As I look back, I see people, darker than midnight. They are coming towards us, their heavy, armoured steps echoing through the halls. I freeze, and just gaze at them, but then I feel someone dragging me towards the entrance, begging to go. "We need to keep going!" I heard my soldier say.
My legs moved on their own, searching for freedom. But the dark figures kept coming, each step faster than the last. Compared to their pace, we'll never make it to the end.
We stop. But why? "Princess!" The person next to me says. "You must escape! Please, go! We'll get you some time!"
"What?" I can't believe what I just heard. I-I...I can't leave them behind! These people's lives worth as much mine, or even more! They can't die because of me! "Are you insane? No, I'm not leaving any of you behind!"
"Please!" A female warrior begged with tears in her eyes. "We all know what happens if we stay behind. But your majesty must escape! Ovrilon needs you! You are the only one who can free the country from your father's reign! Please, save yourself! In the end, our sacrifice will worth it!"
"I..." What am I supposed to do? Do I really have a higher calling? Me, the person who's life worth nothing? And the people...why they would believe that I can free them? Sure, I have a title. But I'm still a no one.
I nodded. It wasn't an easy decision. But sometimes, we must do what feels wrong to make things right. So I ran. I ran as fast as I could until my trembling body gave up and I collapsed somewhere. Alone.
"Oh, my God! They've got a cake!" Anna claimed, almost jumping in excitement. Her sister giggled at her. "Come on, Elsie, we must try it!" She grabbed the blonde's hand, dragging her towards the table.
"Alright, Anna, we'll try it! But first I must find Cassandra, I haven't seen her in quite a while." As she began to follow the redhead's lead, she felt a hand gripping her shoulder, holding her back. Her finger's slipped from Anna's, and she stopped. Looking over her shoulder, she found the hand's owner. Wulfacar. His hands felt and looked like worn leather. Rough and uncomfortable, but they suited him.
"Queen Elsa." He said in his usual creepy tone. The blonde turned around, greeted by a lift of her soft hand, pressed against his disgusting lips. His moustache roughly tickled her smooth skin, and she immediately pulled her hand away. "It's an honor to see a lady such as beautiful as yourself attending our party."
"T-thank you." She stuttered, intimidated by the king's presence. "Can I do something for you, sir?"
Wulfacar cleared his throat, looking at Elsa with shame. "I just came here to have a few words with you. Is that a problem? Am I not worthy of having a conversation with the Queen of Arendelle?"
Elsa looked around for Anna or Cassandra, but none of them could be found. Oh, how she wished for Cass' protection against her father! A cough from Wulfacar made her turn her attention back to him, blushing and stuttering like a schoolgirl. "N-no! Of course not! I-I mean, it's not a problem, we can talk!"
"Great!" He clapped his hands and smiled. "I heard you got quite close to my daughter. Be careful with her." He paused, his face turning disgusted. "Yesterday, she confessed to the court that she prefers women. Shame upon our house! A woman and a woman!" He laughed. Elsa's feeling ashamed by the topic, but there's nothing she can do. She must tolerate him for a little while and hope for someone to save her. "That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard! I don't even know how she became such a shameful person! That's not how her mother and I raised her!" By the things that Cassandra told Elsa, it's clear that he failed her upbringing terribly. But still, that doesn't make Cass a bad person. Yes, she's different. But she's not someone to ashamed of. "Ohh, she also confessed that she has a lover. Do you know who that mysterious woman might be?" As he spoke, Elsa noticed Rasia standing beside him, dressed in black. Why would she stay with Wulfacar? This doesn't make sense. Together, they look like two villains who just came out of a book, trained to be the perfect killers.
"Me?" She giggled nervously. "Of course not! Why would I know? I have n-nothing to do with Cassandra's love life!"
Rasia chuckled and stepped closer to the blonde, her arm snaking around her shoulders to drag her away. "Oh, come on! We both know that you have a weak spot for Cassandra!" She technically forced Elsa away from the other guest and Wulfacar.
The warrior held Elsa tighter and led her to a corner, where no one else could hear them. "I just don't understand why. Clearly, it's written on her face that she's only playing with you!" Is that true? No, Cassandra wouldn't do something like that! Elsa thought and then pushed it away. "I mean, of course, you caught her eye. You are a pretty one, just like others before."
What the hell is she talking about? Elsa began to feel unsure. "Don't tell me you thought that our beloved princess is a flawless angel! She has a huge weak spot beautiful women! She had like ten lovers just this year before you came along." The blonde gripped her dress in anger, her breath quivering, but she stayed quiet. She's just a toy, nothing more, and Cassandra's making her dance to her rhythm as she pleases.
Cass was a magician. Not the kind of person that can tell what was your card, or make appear roses from her sleeves. Her magic is dirty, but a useful one. She manipulated Elsa into believing so many things that now she don't know what's real anymore. How can she be sure now? Elsa trusted her with her life, and there were so many lies that maybe she wouldn't be able to believe the actual truth. Cassandra is a manipulator.
"And you won't be the last, I can assure you." Rasia continued her torture with a smile. Elsa could feel herself weakening as tears formed in her eyes. This is just like during her coronation when she ran away into the North Mountains. "So, don't you think that you are important, Queen Elsa. For Cassandra, you are just another piece of flesh to fuck."
Rasia is right. Cass played with her all along. And the thing she recognised as love was only a disguise, hiding her true intentions. All those sweet words, gentle gestures and beave acts were lies to earn her body. "Why are you still here?" Rasia asked. "You have nothing to do here anymore." She gestured towards the grand entrance. "Run, Elsa! Run, if you wish to save yourself from Cassandra's claws!"
So she ran. Elsa wouldn't stop for anything, and she was sure as hell that she no one would be able to convince her to stay. Not even her sister. "Elsa, wait! Where are you going! Please don't run away again! Elsa, you promised you wouldn't shut me out again" She pretended not to hear Anna, or maybe she just didn't care and made her way outside the castle. A snowstorm is raging outside, washing away her tracks as she ran into the darkness of the forest.
"Cassandra!" Anna yelled, panting hard. She found the warrior talking to her uncle in one of the hallways with a book in her hand. "Cassandra, you must help! It's about Elsa!"
"What about her?" The crown princess asked, turning her attention to the already sobbing the redhead.
"She ran away again! I wanted to go after her, but she's in the forest! I don't know where my sister is, please help me find her!" A path of tears rolled down her cheek as she grabbed Cassandra's collar tightly.
Zander took a step back, giving space to the two women as he frowned. "Why she would do that?"
"I don't know! We were having fun and then she just disappeared! I found her, but she ran away from me!"
"Zander, take the princess to her room and stay with her. I'll find Elsa. If we don't come back within the next hour, send a search party after us. We don't want to disturb the guests, so please be careful." She pulled Anna close to her warm body and gave her a calming hug. "Please, don't cry. Elsa's going to be okay. I'll bring her back soon, and we can find out what happened to her."
Elsa had seen darkness before, the kind that comes when she blows out the candles in her room, going to sleep. This isn't like that. This is the darkness that robs her of her best sense and replaces it with a paralysing fear. Besides the cold breeze of the storm, she can't hear anything. The darkness is suffocating her body like a damp, musty, thick blanket, clinging to every inch of her pale skin.
She was so naïve, thinking that Cassandra would love her. But she was right when she tried to suppress her feelings at the beginning. Now, she must pay the price. A wasted life, that's all she is. She should've stayed in Arendelle, in the loving and safe walls of her castle, where no harm could come to her or her sister. In the middle of an unknown forest, she's alone again.
"Ohh, Elsa!" She heard a voice calling for her. Far away, in the distance, she could see a dark form coming closer to her, hidden by the falling snowflakes. "This is fucking hilarious!" She heard the person talking again. Her heart hammered against her chest when she recognised the voice. Rasia. "I didn't think you would be so stupid, little Elsa!" The warrior came out from between the woods, wearing black armour, the one that would perfectly fit in one of Cassandra's nightmares. "Aww, look at you!" She took a few steps closer, and the blonde noticed a sword in her hand. She's here to end Elsa's life.
"What do you want from me?" She asked, voice and body trembling with fear. The storm raged on, and the temperature only became colder as Elsa's fear reached higher levels.
"I want your life, Elsa." She told her in a tone colder than the air. "Clearly, you are an important person for our dear crown princess."
"Cassandra!" She screamed as loud as she could, awakening every creature in the forest, hoping that her voice might reach her lover's ears. She tried to retreat slowly, but she stumbled in something, and within a deadly moment, she found herself falling onto the ground. "Ahh!" She cried out as she felt a sharp pain in her leg.
"Scream all you want!" She laughed. How could a person be so evil? "No one will hear you. It's just you and me, monster. I've been waiting to end your pathetic life since the moment Cassandra laid her eyes on you."
Struggling to move thanks to the pain, Elsa tried to use her powers to escape Rasia's plan, but she failed. Her fear is too much; her powers are all betraying her! There's no escape from here. "Why are you doing this?! What Cassandra did to you?!" She yelled.
"Everyone I loved died because of her! I'm sure she told you about the village that burned down! My whole family was there, and she let them die!" She stopped right in front of Elsa, pointing the sword against her flawless neck.
"No, it wasn't her fault!"
"Yes, it was! And now I'm taking everything back! I'll kill everyone she loves, including you! And then, I'll take her title! I'll be the new ruler of Ovrilon, and everyone will pay!"
Death wasn't kind, and Elsa knew that. It snatched where it could, taking people who were far too young, far too kind. It didn't pretend to care; it didn't pretend to distinguish. And now, it's time for Elsa to embrace her fate. Accepting the end of her chapter, she closed her eyes, hoping that Rasia will have mercy on her.
Elsa took one last breath and waited for the strike of Rasia's sword. But this wasn't the end. Death decided to spare her life for now and let her live. Instead of the sharp metal sending her after her parents, she heard a loud growl. Hecate jumped against Rasia's hand when she was about to hurt Elsa. Her sharp teeth sank into the warrior's flesh, making her cry out in pain. The sword before Elsa came close enough to cut the skin on her arm and bit her lip, trying to hold back any sound of pain.
"Get off me you fucking shit!" She yelled at the panther. With a great force, Rasia slammed the cat against the ground with a loud thud. "I'm going to kill both of you!"
"Over my dead body!" Another voice, deep and smooth. Before Rasia could turn around to see its owner, a bullet pierced through her chest with a loud noise, right in her heart. Within a moment, she fell on the ground; her body went numb, and she never woke up again. "Elsa!" Cassandra yelled and dismounted her horse, still dressed in her new suit. She just killed her friend with cold blood... "Gods, Elsa! What the hell happened?" She ran to the blonde's side, knelt down and just when she was about to touch her, Elsa pushed her away. "My queen, what's wrong?"
"You know exactly what's wrong!" The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down her reddened face."You used me! Everything we went through meant nothing to you!" She paused, struggling to find the right words. "Y-you...manipulator! I don't even know why you came here!"
Cassandra stared at Elsa with her mouth open, lips trembling. Is that what Elsa truly thinks of her? Rasia probably fed her with any lie she could think of. Even if she's a bit ashamed to admit it, but Elsa made her blush and stutter more than once. She couldn't help but think about the blonde all the time, even when she worked, slept or stayed alone in a room. Elsa is her everything, her world. Together they can ride through every storm, waiting to see what the new dawn may bring. Together, they can do anything. And for Cassandra, that means everything. "I came here because I love you." After thinking about it for so long, she finally said it.
Elsa almost choked on air as her face turned crimson. She felt warmth filling her chest, her feelings being mutual. "Y-you do?"
Nodding, Cass placed a comforting hand on Elsa's cheek, gently caressing her. "Of course I do. I don't know what Rasia told you, but Elsa, you mean everything to me."
Not knowing what to feel, ashamed or happy, Elsa pressed her shaking lips against Cassandra's, uniting them in a loving kiss. "I love you too." She smiled weakly.
Her eyes roaming over the blonde's body, seeking for injuries, she noticed the wound on her arm. "Elsa, do you trust me?" The blonde nodded, only a bit uncertain. "I'll hear your wound, but it's going to hurt."
"O-okay." She said and turned her head away. Elsa felt the princess' lips press a tender kiss to the corner of her mouth before her hand moved to the cut on her arm. She made a sound of pain, but soon a tingling sensation replaced it, and all the bad feelings faded. Turning back, she saw Cassandra smiling at her, and the wound is nowhere to be found. "Umm...I think we should go." She said sheepishly.
"Oh, right!" The warrior giggled and then turned her attention to her beloved pet. "Hecate, are you okay?" The panther lifted her head, looking back at her owner. She jumped to her feet and with wiggling tails, walked to the two women. "Alright, she's okay. We can go now."
The Queen bit her lip and then gestured towards her ankle. "Cass...I-I can't walk."
Sighing, the Ovrilonian moved to Elsa's leg. "Fear nothing, my love. It looks like you have a dislocated ankle, but don't worry; I can heal that too." With a gentle touch, she repeated her magical process. "Do you fancy laying in the snow for a bit longer or we can actually go now? I don't want you to get cold."
Letting out a relieved chuckle, Elsa rose to her feet. "The cold never bothered me."
"I know, my love. I know..." Maybe they don't understand the power of love yet. But one thing's for sure: whatever started today, their love for each other will always be stronger.
A/N: Pheww
Didn't think Rasia would be the bad guy, huh? Don't worry; I have more angst left in my pocket.
I'm thinking about writing some smut in the next chapter. The thought of Cass with a magic cock is quite tempting.
Also, we reached about the half of the story. Okay, maybe not. I can think of about 10 more chapters to write, but if anyone has suggestions, I'd gladly try to fit them in!