A/N: Hello! This chapter is a little bit short, but I hope you can still enjoy it! Thanks for 5k reads!
"And what the hell are you going to do with it?" The fallen king laughed, a trail of blood dripping from his mouth, mixed with his saliva. Everyone stared in horror and anticipation, awaiting the crown princess' next move as she dropped her sword to the ground. "Force it down my throat so I could die by your hands?!"
Sighing, Cassandra shook her head. She wondered for a moment before speaking, scared if she's not making the right decision. "You forget something." Else still hoped Cass might choose another way to end these years of suffering. She didn't care if Wulfacar lives or dies, but her lover, the person who brought her so much joy is not a killer. "I'm not like you, father. Yes, you are one of the reasons I was born, but that doesn't mean I have to become a monster like you. And I won't, because I experienced your insanity on my own skin.
She stopped briefly for a moment and looked back at Elsa, who's staring at her with a hopeful twinkle in her puppy eyes. Her voice softened, and her lips curled into a loving smile as her gaze met her lover's. "Power and money are both nice things, but this is not what life's about. Have you ever loved someone so badly that you've done anything to make them happy? If not, then you never experienced the beauty of life." She gulped, curling her fingers into a fist. Her voice wasn't shaking, but her body trembled with the bottled up emotions as she revealed her true self that she hid from her people for too many years. "Happiness isn't a thing; it's a person. And without having a person like that, let it be a lover, a relative or a friend, life is completely pointless. That's why true love always wins because the villains don't have any love left in their hearts. They have nothing to fight for, just like you, Wulfacar." Elsa couldn't hold back as her eyes were already filled with tears. She smiled weakly at the princess, and the older woman returned the gesture. But Cassandra kept going; her attention still fixed on her crying lover. "I found that person, and for her, I promised to overcome the darkness within myself, the shadows that were all caused by you, father."
She broke the eye contact to turn back to her father who's trembling body is still laying on the cold ground. "So no, I won't force it down your throat, and I have no intention to kill you myself. But you'll never leave this peaceful kingdom, not while you are still alive." The air felt colder around them as she leaned down and grabbed Wulfacar by his collar, forcing him to stand up on his slender legs. The man seemed scared as he looked at his daughter with pleading eyes, but that didn't seem to soften Cassandra's heart.
Gazing at each other, Cass' face stood only a few inches away from his. So in his death, he can remember the pain in the woman's eyes that reflected her and the Ovrilonian people's tragic memories. "It was you who caused all this pain, all this fear and that's why you'll die by your own hands." She let go of him with a slightly violent push. Her slender fingers barely managed to open the lid of the bottle as they shook from the heat of the moment. "I'll give you this bottle of poison, " She reached her hand out to him. "and you'll force it down your own throat. Because this is what true monsters, the people who find pleasure in suffering and death deserve."
Wulfacar's gaze shifted to the liquid in his daughter's hand, and then back to Cassandra's eyes. "And what if I'm not taking it?" He asked with a disgusted grimace on his face.
Pressing the bottle against the King's chest, Cass handled it to him. He gasped and wrapped his fingers around it, holding the small object against his chest tightly as the woman lowered her hands to her side. "Be my guest, and I'll get you another one. We have all day, father. But as I said, you'll only leave this place in a coffin. If I feel generous, of course."
"Y-you can't do this to me! I'm Wulfacar Reeve, the King of Ovrilon!"
"You never deserved to become a Reeve and a king either," Cass said to him, her voice softer than before. Her father scarred her in more than one ways, but she's not angry anymore. As soon as he's gone, her life can take a huge, positive turn for what feels like the first time.
"Y-you'll he-hear from me, Cassandra! W-we're still not finished!" With shaky hands, Wulfacar took one last glance at the glass and raised it to his lips. The flavour of the disgusting liquid washed over his tongue as he swallowed it, his throat burning. The glass shattered into pieces as it fell from his hand, everyone watching with their mouth opened as he began to cough, a trail of fresh blood running down from the corner of his mouth. His legs gave up, and he collapsed on the ground, crying out in pain as he hugged himself tightly like the most pathetic creature. But within a few seconds, his muscles relaxed, and he let out his last breath.
"I doubt that," Cassandra said as she watched the terrible scene.
The king is dead. The war between father and daughter finally ended.
In Arendelle, everything seemed normal again, except for the Ovrilonian soldiers camping all around the kingdom. Elsa watched from afar as her lover talked to a few of her people, giving them instructions about how they are going to go back to their homeland. She felt a hand landing on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze that made her jump a little.
"Hi." She turned around to see Honeymaren smiling at her with a kind twinkle in her eyes.
The blonde gulped, slightly afraid of what happens if Cass might see them together. They had enough conflict for a lifetime. "Hi."
"Say yes to her." The Northuldran woman said as she removed her hand from Elsa, letting it casually fall against her side.
"What do you mean?" Asked the blonde, unsure of what she means. Could it be that Honeymaren knows about Cassandra's proposal?
The shepherdess sighed, her smile fading. "She'll ask you to go with her soon, and every question needs an answer. You should say yes."
"But I belong in the Enchanted Forest, where I can protect my people. I promised to stay with them.
"Look, Elsa." The Northuldran swallowed a lump in her throat. She's not happy about Elsa choosing Cassandra over her, but she won't do anything to ruin their relationship, the future they both deserve. "I know you love her. You and Cassandra have something special that we never did and no one else in the world has. The Enchanted Forest and Arendelle are both safe thanks to you, and even after you're gone, we have the other spirits to protect us." She looked deep into her former lover's eyes, her intentions pure. "Home is where your heart is. And I can see that you already gave your heart to her. So go and enjoy your life. For once, think about what's good for you and don't worry about us. You both deserve happiness, Elsa. But not with you here, and Cassandra there, because you guys are meant to be together."
"I..." Elsa opened her mouth to speak, but no word came out. Instead, she turned her head to look at Cassandra who's still having a conversation with someone, kindheartedly explaining something and helping her people. The moment she looked at her, she knew: Cassandra is the one for her. She never wants to be apart from her true love, wishing to stay with her no matter what comes next, even if that means being away from Arendelle. But it doesn't matter where she goes, because as long as she's with her, she'll always be at home. "You're right."
"Elsa? Can I sleep with you?" A familiar voice made the Fifth Spirit rise from her bed and walk over the door. She opened it immediately, welcomed by the sight of her lover. But Cassandra didn't look happy at all. She was already in her sleepwear and wandered the halls for what almost seemed like hours
"Of course. What's wrong?"
Cass whispered a small 'thank you' and allowed herself to go further inside, the blonde shutting the door behind them. "You know..." She paused for a moment, searching for the right words as she walked to Elsa's bed. "I think I messed up." She sat down on the edge, and the blonde took a seat beside her. "I mean, I'm not sad because my father is dead, I just wish things were..." Lowering her gaze to the floor, she felt a comforting hand caressing her back. She loves this woman so much. "Different.
"There's nothing that you need to regret, Cassandra. Wulfacar dig his own grave, you only helped him climbing into it. You fulfilled your promise in a slightly different way then I imagined, but you made a fair decision.
Cass let out a small chuckle and turned her attention to her lover. "Is it wrong that I still wish he loved me? He never showed anything towards me than anger and jealousy instead of a father's love and care that every child deserves. But how could I yearn for something I never had?"
Shifting a bit closer, Elsa wrapped her arms around Cassandra, pulling her into a loving embrace which she gladly accepted. "Even if he was never a good example of a father figure, there are still people who love you: Zander, Olaf, Anna, Kristoff and me. It's not you who should be sorry for everything that happened. Yes, he is dead, but it's his loss. He never knew how amazing his daughter because he was busy being evil."
The older woman laughed and cupped Elsa's chin with one hand. She pressed a tender kiss to her lips and allowed herself to get lost in her eyes, even after pulling back. "I love you."
"And I love you too."
Biting her lip, Cass seemed to be troubled again. "I've been thinking." Elsa could hear the crown princess swallow. "Now that all the fighting and struggling is over...would you come with me to Ovrilon?"
Elsa smiled and kissed Cassandra. "Without hesitation. But let's sleep now. Our journey might be over, but there's still a lot ahead of us."
A/N: I guess this is it. There's only one more chapter left (if everything goes according to my plan), but don't worry, the story won't be over just yet. We're making a series, folks!
Go check out the other story about Elsa and Cass, The bad girl and the slut. It's smut.
