If The Cold Can't Stop Her

By: SheAlwaysDies

*this story has content related to self harm and abuse*

Elsa could still feel Tarik's kiss on her lips as he tugged her down the aisle. His laughter was playing with the sound of applause as the newly wed couple passed all their guests. Everyone was throwing their voice at the Queens direction wishing them well. The choir sang joyously and the wind instruments added to the glee. Elsa felt like it was going in slow motion, she felt like it took her seconds to blink. She couldn't take it in all at once so she was constantly being bombarded by things in the corner of her eye.

It was so loud, too loud, all the chaos bleed together and made one overwhelming sound. The only other noise she could pick up was Tarik's voice. He called out his thanks and chuckled. He kept pulling his wife along. Elsa just let it happen.

The craze only worsened as they exited the chapel and the people camped out came at them faster. Tarik, noticeably, never stopped moving through the growing crowd. He answered everyone but refused to address them for more than a word. He led the Queen to the courtyard and the cheers filled the area so powerfully that they even resonated within the bell above them. Elsa kept her forced smiles on, and even as Tarik pushed them forward, she managed a wave or two. Children were at their feet and Tarik spun around with them a bit but kept moving.

They made it to the gates. The tall wooden doors were open and a festival had broken out on the bridge and in the square. The heads of hundreds and hundreds of people turned to see them, a collective gasp rang out. Cheers that sounded more like screams, and applause that sounded more like detonations filled all of Arendelle. Tarik came to a halt. He turned to look at his bride.

"Let's show them!" He called out expectantly and the motion forward and up towards the sky. This was the exact spot Elsa had given her address to the people. She knew what he wanted. Her magic was the only quiet thing in Arendelle right now, and when she summoned it, it sluggishly pulled away from the hole in her stomach and spread out before them. Tarik took the steps two at a time as Elsa conjured a staircase. His hand still interlaced with hers, pulled her along. When he reached the top he leaned over to her, unnecessarily offering up balance.

"I knew you wouldn't let me fall," he said as she met him at the landing. They were standing now face to face, just as they had in the chapel. He brought his kiss to her again. This connection was less so for the Gods to see and more for the people. The new King he pressed into her passionately. Elsa gave into it. If the world wasn't loud before it was thunderous now.

"There, now all of Arendelle knows I love you," Tarik said. Elsa knew he needed a response. All of Arendelle was watching. No one would hear her lie, she thought. But she couldn't make herself say it back. The last two words she had uttered had already betrayed her deeply. She had already sold herself with I do. She couldn't bear more. So instead she got on her toes and wrapped her arms around him, and closed her mouth on his. He held her so close to him that she couldn't pull away. His tongue seeked entrance and Elsa allowed it to run along her mouth.

"You're so warm today," Tarik said when he pulled away from her finally. It seemed to concern him, but he was still putting on a show, so he turned to the crowd and waved. He motioned towards Elsa and it gave the crowd even more of a voice. With a bow the King started to lead Elsa down the steps. On the way down he was more cautious and held onto Elsa a bit more.

Halfway back Elsa saw her. At the base of the steps the Princess of Arendelle was waiting. She looked up at her sister, and even in the distance Elsa could see her emerald eyes shining on her. Her sister put her hand up and gave a shy wave. Elsa went to respond with her own but Tarik did it faster. The moment they reached the bottom Tarik finally let his bride go, and thrust himself into Anna. He scooped her up in an embrace. Elsa hadn't lost hold of her sister's eyes and they glared angrily.

"I need to talk to my sister," Anna said through a strained voice. Tarik let go and stepped back in line with Elsa. He took her hand in his again.

"Sure," he said as he straightened his stance, and planted his feet.

"Alone," Anna declared and she lurched forward and pulled at the joined hands. She took Elsa's hand back and gave it a squeeze.

"Please excuse us," the Princess said firmly and she yanked her sister forward and back towards the castle. Elsa was being pulled through the crowd a second time but Anna wasted no time on pleasantries. She barely excused herself as she made her way. Elsa kept up the pace and much like earlier, could only offer everyone a small wave and half a word.

Anna seemed like she was seething, and Elsa was hoping that whatever Anna wanted could be put to bed quickly. She had just used a burst of energy to make a spectacle of herself. She hadn't even had the stamina to take the staircase down. Elsa certainly didn't have the strength to beg for forgiveness or fight, or have to say goodbye yet another time. Anna sped up even more as they neared the royal suites. In the hallways she took off in an actual sprint. Elsa stopped dead, it almost caused Anna to bounce back at her.

"What do you want?" Elsa spat. If she was going to be whisked away by Anna she would have preferred it hours ago. Anna rounded back around and came at the Queen with the same force she had used to pull her. Her body crashed into the Queen and pinned her against the wall. A thud rang through the empty hallways as Anna pressed her mouth on Elsa so hard her head ricocheted off the wall.

Elsa still had Tarik's taste in her mouth, and it felt so good to get a mouth full of Anna's sweetness. She pushed her tongue into Anna desperately wanting to take more of her. But Anna pulled back. Instinctively they both looked down opposite ends of the hall. Elsa was still starting at the left, when Anna decided it was safe to go again. She practically slapped her sister, to get her face back aligned with hers, to rebuild their connection.

"What are you doing?" Elsa spoke into Anna's tongue. Anna pulled back and cupped her hand under her sister's chin. Her fingers pressed down hard into Elsa's jaw.

"You didn't say your vows to him," Anna said through her teeth. Her voice was coarse, like if she had spent all night screaming. "You said them to me, I was right there behind you. I felt your magic come to me. You said your vows to me and I said them right back."

Elsa's magic was waking up, the fuzziness Elsa had been enduring was clearing up too. The power liked being called out by Anna, it liked being heard by her. Elsa didn't hold it back as it seeped out of any opening in the Queen it could find and poured into her sister. Anna wasn't wrong. The only way Elsa had been able to get the words out was to play a game of make belief, just like when they were kids. Elsa had made her vows to the image of Anna.

"You're mine now. I'm your wife. I'm going to consummate this marriage before he gets his hands on you." Anna proclaimed. Elsa felt her knees buckle. She looked around the hallway again and then back at her sister. She was looking at Elsa so intensely. Her chest was rising and falling quickly, cold breath came out of her nose.

"Did you hear me?" Anna demanded a reaction. "We're leaving this place."

Elsa just looked at the Princess dumbly. She had not allowed herself to hope for it anymore. Anna had just called herself Elsa's wife. In all her day dreams that wasn't something Elsa had even dared to ask for. Now Anna was pushing herself against Elsa, declaring that no Gods were needed to bless their unity. Anna was just taking it. She was taking Elsa as her wife. She was letting Elsa take her away.

"Did you hear me?" Anna said again, "I'm going to fuck you."

Anna used Elsa's body to push herself off of the Queen. She grabbed hold of her again and closed the short distance between them and Elsa's room. She slammed the door shut behind them and kept pulling at Elsa until the blonde was close enough to the bed Anna could just shove her in.

Elsa wasn't sure that this was really happening until she heard a rip, Anna had straddled on top of her and was wildly yanking at the vintage lace fabric of their mother's wedding gown. Elsa lifted herself and bent her elbows in to get at the laces behind her. Anna's hands joined in, and the position put Elsa's lips on the racy cleavage of Anna's gown. Elsa had to urge to bite so she did.

Anna sucked back a breath. Her head fell forward and Elsa ran her tongue over the flesh she'd just pressed into. Anna's hands became useless, and Elsa had to choose but to freeze the small cinches that held the ties in place and snap at enough of them to loosen herself. It actually crossed her mind that years of dressing herself had all been for this moment. She chuckled at the thought and Anna seized up at the sound.

"What? Are you ok?" Elsa asked. Anna had been so pent up, the shift was sudden.

"Yeah, it's just, I wasn't expecting it," Anna said. "You just sounded happy."

Elsa smiled, and the smile hurt. Anna had pushed this quickly because as wonderful as it was, it wasn't a fantasy. It was real and real is hard and messy. Touching was easier than thinking.

"I am happy, and other things." Elsa said as she nuzzled into her sister's chest. "I don't want to stop."

"I'm not stopping to stop," Anna said and it sort of made sense to Elsa. "I was just stopping to take note of the sound you just made. I just want to hear more of that."

"What else do you want to hear?" Elsa asked, she'd escalated too much while struggling with her gown. Elsa had taken in so much of her sister already, she couldn't feel Tarik on her anymore.

"My name," Anna said as she made a quick shift back into hunger. "I want to hear you say you belong to me."

Elsa's body was singing, for having spent the entirety of her life wanting her powers to go away, it felt good to feel them circling around the sisters. The icy chill danced around them like it was entranced in celebration. The blonde didn't feel lethargic any more. She had her magic and she had her sister. She felt whole.

Anna had arched her head back again and was waiting for her sister to keep sucking at her skin. Elsa wanted to mark her so badly but she refrained. She had just won a lifetime with Anna and she had all the time in the world to purple her flesh. The feeling of urgency was budding between them. They didn't have the biggest window to be the host of an event and to have disappeared. But Elsa had just rid herself of the responsibilities that weighed her down. Today was her last show and this moment was her first as a wife.

Anna's hands were back to good use as she finished working on Elsa's corset. She was able to open it enough to push down on it. Anna had to forego her position on top of Elsa to help move the dress off of Elsa's body. She took it upon herself to catch the Queen's panties with her fingers and move them down concurrently.

The Princess didn't come back to Elsa's mouth. She settled herself between the blondes legs and pressed her lips down. Elsa opened her legs to give Anna all the space she needed to take her in. Her head rolled back as Anna's tongue came in waves against her nerves.

"Anna," Elsa sucked in her sister's name. The Princess moaned in response.

"Anna," Elsa called out again. Elsa's skin smarted to prickle and her own hands started to roam her breasts.

"Anna, I want you inside me. I need you to fuck so hard I can still feel you when I'm with him."

Elsa didn't know when she fell in love with Anna but she knew this was one of her whys. Her body trusted no one else. It opened up for no other. If Elsa was going to have to share this with Tarik, she would have to force her body to follow through. Anna's kiss had been so sweet when it replace the King's. She wanted that protection tonight.

Anna plunged inside her hard. She pulled out just as quickly and this time came in with a second finger. Elsa's eyes stretched wide as she felt herself be filled. The fingers inside her weren't moving as one. She could feel one reach deeper inside her while the other ran along her walls. There was nothing gentle about it. Anna was pulling down flesh with her as she brashly started to withdraw herself. She ran her fingers around Elsa's rim before penetrating even deeper. Each time Anna reached the end of her, a shock was sent into Elsa's nerves. Anna's mouth was sucking and pulling her pink skin into her mouth, it hurt so sweet.

When Elsa cried out it was in pleasure but it was also in pain. She felt like Anna could understand her. That the Princess was capable of understanding that Elsa thrived off of pain. That this pain would go a long way of saving her when it was Tarik taking her in this very bed.

"Harder," Elsa panted out and Anna growled as she pushed a third finger into her sister's core. It was Elsa's undoing. She let Anna stretch her, and crash into her for a while longer before she couldn't hide that she was cuming. She'd expected Anna to retreat but the Princess didn't relent and stronger wave hit. Elsa was able to push her body against it a bit, before it was too much. She squealed as the pain hit a sharp high. Anna pulled out abruptly. Elsa felt her concern for a moment but it vanished as Elsa said,

"I'm yours Anna. I'm yours. I'm your wife." Elsa didn't have any control of her systems. Her nerves were shocking her at every joint, her muscles refused to open her eyes, and her magic had fogged up the place. Anna crawled up towards her sister and landed on her with her ear over Elsa's heart beat. She hummed at the erratic sound.

They lay there a long while. Elsa reached down and toyed with the white streak of Anna's hair and lay completely still. The mist made Elsa feel like she was in a dream land.

"When do we leave?" Anna said into the fog. It was as if her words had power and they pushed the mist away from the sisters, revealing the large room.

"I have to go very soon." Elsa admitted. She felt Anna tense in her arms. "You will have to follow a while after."

"What?!" Anna jolted upright, and out of Elsa's grasp. Her eyes went from sleepy and docile to wide and panicked.

"I know," Elsa said, keeping her calm. She always knew this part wouldn't sit well. It was her least favourite component. "but if we want to leave Arendelle with stability we need to keep suspicion of my disappearance away from Tarik. I arranged that, through marriage, Tarik will have first claim over the throne. That means that you will remain Princess. It would have been very suspicious if you were named Queen and then also left. You need to stay behind. Your endorsement is crucial."

"I have prop him up as King?" Anna said in understanding. She let her body collapse on it's side, back next to the Queen.

"Yes, for a while. To smooth the transition in power. But it won't have to last long." Elsa tried to reassure her sister. She lifted her arm up so that Anna could get back into the crook of her neck. The Princess snuggled in.

"You'll obviously be grief stricken. You will leave by your own choosing. Not enough people will question that to raise too many questions. I've been to these council meetings for years now, they won't miss me. I've set them up for success and I'm giving them what they really wanted. A man." Elsa knew this to be true. She'd barely sat with council since her engagement, and they surely hadn't cared. She didn't have to sell Tarik to them. He was everything they could ever want.

"I'm scared." Anna said sadly. The day before Anna had claimed to have no fear. Elsa could only hope that the fear was actually a sign that they were doing the right thing.

"Me too. But if we play our parts we will be together soon, like actually together." Elsa said confidently. That was their shared end goal as wives.

"So when do you go?" Anna asked.

"Very soon. As soon as we are both familiar with all the details. I can't stay long or I will get pregnant." Elsa hated to paint that picture, but things needed to move fast. The blonde had started working on this plan a long time ago. The things they would need after they left Arendelle were lined up waiting for them. She needed to give Anna the right information so that they could find each other again.

"Oh," was all Anna said. Elsa was glad their were no objections. Anna seemed committed to this plan. The Queen was confident Anna would be able to get to the other side.

"We don't have to worry about that now. Today's been enough already." Elsa said and she placed a kiss on the younger girl's head. Anna buried herself in deeper, and let her hands move along Elsa's skin.

"Is this our last time here?" Anna asked as her fingers started for Elsa's breasts.

"Yes," Elsa said, "It was," She added as she lifted her naked body up to sitting. Anna's head fell off the Queen's shoulder and she buried it into the pillow and let out a muffled scream.

"Ok come here," Elsa said through a laugh. She adjusted herself so that her back was up against the headboard and opened her arms out for her kid sister.

"You're such a baby," she added as Anna pushed herself off the bed and settled herself back on top of Elsa. Elsa loved having Anna's weight on top of her.

"Help me with this dress," Elsa commanded and they both grabbed the fabric of Anna's dress and bunched it up towards Anna's waist.

"You aren't wearing underwear," Elsa noted as her hand found its way to Anna's ass.

"I was in a rush," Anna blushed.

"Tsk," Elsa said as her fingers played on the soft flesh. She didn't have time to waste so she snaked her hand back to Anna's front and dove it between her sister's legs. Elsa let her thumb glide over the already built up wetness. She toyed at Anna's clit, and had Anna rocking against her touch within seconds. Anna's arousal had her engorged, the Queen rubbed at the nub. The movement made clicking sounds as Elsa pushed around the thick liquid. Anna's body was moving fast above her. She'd put her hands on either side of Elsa's head to brace herself and fall into the quick movement. The redhead panted out each time her hips swayed forward.

Anna kept hold of Elsa's eyes, and the reflection the Queen saw in them made her feel powerful. Elsa dove a finger inside of her sister, of her wife. It felt so fitting that the first time she was inside Anna was to bond together. Anna's panting turned into a steady call as Elsa rubbed at her clit and pushed her finger in deeper. Anna rode it hard.

"Gods, if you stop, I'll die" Anna rang out. "Oh Elsa, that's, Elsa. Fuck. That's there."

Elsa could feel Anna was cuming against her own ramblings. The only reason she lost her voice was because her mouth got stuck in the shape of an "O." The Princess dropped forward, Elsa's shoulder caught the weight of her sister's face. As Anna vibrated above her, Elsa's eyes rolled back into her head. She let her fingers make lazy circles inside of Anna and moved slower as the girl began to calm. The Queen twisted her neck to place a kiss on her sister's hair. Her lips landed on the stripe of white that started on top of Anna's head and marked her down to the tips. Elsa decided to love that little piece of Anna. She closed her eyes into the peck and let it heal her.

When she opened her eyes again she saw the outline of a man at the threshold of her room. For a moment she thought it was a nightmare and her father had come to beat her, to tell her she wasn't allowed penance. She blinked, but it was still there. It was real. It was her husband.

Elsa was still inside of Anna. Her sister was draped over the blonde's shoulder panting. Elsa wrapped an arm around the Princess's shoulder and held her down. She pulled out of her slowly and Anna's body shuttered from having been left. Anna sighed heavily, contently. She was at peace burrowed into her sister.

The Queen's eyes were locked with those of the New King's. Her mind was blank, her heart was pounding far harder than it had been in ecstasy. Her power was in fight mode and was ramming itself into the tips of her fingers begging to be allowed to attack. Elsa broke eye contact. She turned her head back to her tranquil sister.

"Ok love, Why don't you go clean yourself up and we'll meet back at the reception?" Elsa said into Anna's ear. She spoke loudly enough for her voice to carry to the King's.

"What about you?" Anna said without stirring.

"I'm going to fix my gown and I'll be right down" Elsa said. She placed a kiss on her wife's head.

"Okay," Anna relented. She tried to lift her body but Elsa's hold wasn't ready to let go yet.

"Use the doors by the bathhouse to leave. I don't want people seeing you come out of this room anymore." Elsa directed. She knew there was a chance Tarik would let Anna go. If the Princess kept her back turned to the door she could leave this place without being the wiser.

"Sure, but you're going to have to let go," Anna grumbled. She trashed around a bit to prove her point.

"Anna, I love you. Okay?" Elsa professed. She didn't care that Tarik could hear.

"Okay," Anna answered sweetly. She placed a kiss on the shoulder she was currently held down to.

"I have always loved you and I'm always going to love you," Elsa tried to keep her voice steady, she tried for it mean more than words.

"Me too," was all Anna said in response. It was all Elsa needed.

"I'll see you really soon," Elsa promised as she released her grasp of the Princess. "Go go go."

Anna bounced up off the bed. She adjusted her skirt a bit by the edge of the bed. In Elsa's mind she was just begging Tarik to let Anna go, she was begging her sister to head straight for the dressing room door. Both things came true and when she looked back up at the King she felt like she was out of wishes.

"What's going on here?" Tarik said. Elsa could hear Anna's footsteps move down the hall and pass the bedroom again. The Queen felt a part of her lunge out and raced under the doorway, desperate to keep up with her sister. The edges of Elsa's eye sight blurred again. The Queen sat upright. Her entire body was exposed but she knew she couldn't let herself feel any weakness.

"I'm giving you the Kingdom. Anna and I are leaving." Elsa said evenly.

"I heard and saw that much." Tarik stated. His voice was deep but Elsa didn't hear traces of malice. He sounded hurt. "I don't understand. We just exchanged our vows. Have you been playing me?"

"No, Tarik, that was not my intention. This is an impossible situation and I've been trying to find a way out so that everyone comes out on top." Elsa wasn't sure if she had the words it would take to explain this away. But she knew she owed it to Anna to set this right somehow.

"You made me feel like you were falling for me. I feel like I just had a dream. Wasn't I just sealing my life with yours? Did we not just share that same kiss?" Tarik's voice was crying. He still hadn't pushed away from the closed door. With Elsa's powers dimmed again, she felt like she couldn't even see well enough to make out the look on this face.

"I'm sorry Tarik. It was a means to an end. I didn't always know that it would end up like this. But I am moving forward with it. I hope you can see that this can be a good thing for you." Elsa pushed herself off the bed and stood up, leaving the back of her knees pressed against the bed. "You're King now. I trust you with my Kingdom."

"You trust me?" Elsa had struck a nerve rather than diffused the situation. "You trust me?! It sounds like you're just telling me what I've been dying to hear from you. You used me."

"At very little cost Tarik. You are coming out on top of this. I am giving you Arendelle."

"Who are you to tell me this isn't a great cost. I love you. I just lost the life I have always dreamt of. You've manipulated me. So toyed with me so you could explore your perversions. You lead me to believe you were a victim, that you needed me." Tariks' voice was dripping in despair. He parred forward as he spoke out. Elsa could see his agony clearly now.

"I burned some of the most meaningful things of my father's because I thought he was a monster. I lost my love for him so that I could pour it into you. Your father was a mentor to me. He was supposed to be monster but you made him one didn't you?" Tarik pushed forward again. This time he was well in Elsa's space. His body twisted in an odd way so that he could get his eyes level to his wife's.

"You corrupted them. It was you all along. You made good men into devils. You've depraved your own sister." This time he grabbed at Elsa's neck and dug his hands into Elsa's shoulders. He pulled his face into hers, she could smell the tears on his face and the sweet scent of her father in his mouth.

"Now I feel like you're making a monster out of me." He was breaking down. His lips were turned out and his teeth were pressing down on each other with the same force her pushed his bones into Elsa. One set of fingers had inadvertently found the wound from her lashes. It took everything inside of Elsa not to squeal. The Queen stayed steady concealing the pain.

"Tarik, it's not like that. Anna and I came to this mutually. I'm sorry I've hurt you. But we are leaving now." Elsa held her stance. She fought all her reflexes, she fought back her magic. She was always fighting.

"Oh no, like hell you are. I made an oath to you Elsa, before I even took your hand. I told you there was a line that I would never let be crossed again. You're too far past it. I am putting an end to this."

"You don't want to stand in our way. Let us go and I will make this transition as smooth as possible." Elsa offered. She didn't have it her to withstand the pain for much longer. She could feel her blood start to drip down her back. Her blurred vision started to couple with black dots.

"No. I won't let you continue to deface Anna. Anna is of royal blood. She doesn't deserve to be dragged into your hell. I'm going to grant you the mercy your father never did. You go but the Princess stays. I won't let your depravity continue. Leave, take your own life, whatever. I don't care but leave here and leave here alone." Tarik couldn't see Elsa's wound but he had certainly felt it. Her burrowed in deep and started spreading his fingers apart against the laceration.

"I know the price I have to pay to defy you Tarik. You don't have the upper hand here." Elsa said through the pain as she allowed her blood to start to ice up Tarik's fingers. They would be black within a minute, but the threat didn't phase him. He didn't retreat.

"But I do. I've a page of your journal. I'm not the only one. I have the chains I need to lock you up. If you think you can threaten me, think of the ramifications. I just saw you in bed with your sister. I've known Anna her entire life and I saw the way she looked at you and the way she let you fuck her. Tell me, would she deny you? When I bring out to the masses on your knees, will she deny your transgressions? Or would she lay her neck down for your executioner?" The cold was getting to the King but his words were also reaching Elsa. She was standing in her worst nightmare when moments ago she was about to start living out her dreams. She felt so stupid. She had just given Tarik permission to enter her whole life. She had signed a document that made her very much his. Why had she thought her room was still her sanctuary?

"The kingdom, They don't love you. They don't even fear you Elsa. They just want to use you, and use your power. With the exception of your tainted baby sister, who will let herself be killed to be at your call, no one wants a debauched whore as Queen." It clicked then. Tarik was confirming everything Elsa was using to her advantage to be true. It was the argument she had made to Anna as to why they had to leave. It meant that there was no surviving this. Maybe it was fitting that they were in her bedroom now. When she murdered the New King of Arendelle she would become her father, right in the very spot she had learned about villainy from him.

It took a lot out of her but she dropped the temperature in the room drastically. The water in the air started to freeze and fall like crystal balls that would shatter when they hit the ground. Tarik had to pull his hands off of her or be frozen to her forever. Once he retreated she put the same force down on his shoulders with ice. He doubled over in pain. His body folded over like a spider that's just been squashed.

"Kill me now Elsa. But at the sign of foul play the pages will surface." Tarik struggled to say. As she spoke his icy breath blew into her face.

"We'll end up with your father, together in hell." Elsa's power ran out. It might have been because she had already been drained or because Tarik's words were a strong reminder that she didn't want to explore the side of her that was like Agnarr, but the cold vanished.

"Fine," Elsa said, trying to recover. "You win. But it's our wedding night. It would be in your best interest to give me some time to show face. I'll be gone by morning and I'll leave a fair explanation for my departure."

"Good." Tarik spat. As he looked her up and down, his lip curled. "Get dressed. You look disgusting."

Elsa broke down as soon as the King left. She fell forward onto her knees and reached over her shoulder. She bit down on her tongue as she pressed her own fingers into her wound. She let her voice wail as the pain radiated out of her. Elsa's magic wasn't depleted. She felt it again now. It was curled up inside her the way it used to after a beating from Agnarr. The blonde knew she could dig her fingers in a little deeper, mimic the spreading of the skin Tarik had done and be completely knocked out within seconds. It was always her favourite when her father would lash her into darkness. But she pulled her fingers back. Anna was in harm's way. Elsa had to control this until she was certain that statement was untrue. She had to assure Anna's safety.

These are coming along faster than I thought but I've had a lot of the dialogue written already. So happy Sunday and (Monday for a few of you!)

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