Summary/Disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Frozen Flame enjoy the 900-word chapter. I don't own Frozen; Disney and a few others do.
(Kingdom of Arendelle.)
Elsa turned to hear the metallic stride of Pyram as the king stopped before them, snow billowing from his cloak like embers off a hot stove.
"My men will buy us as much time as they can… I suggest we make haste." Pyram stated, Elsa instantly recognized the tone of Pyram's voice.
He was hurting, Mer would not spare a single one of his men, and Pyram had given them orders essentially to do the only option available to them: die fighting in battle.
She clasped Pyram's armored hands as the king blinked and looked at her through the slots on his helmet.
"I am sorry for what will happen to them… and I thank you for caring to help me save Arendelle. You have my sympathies, Pyram." Pyram looked at her hands and blinked under his steel mask.
Despite the armored touch and Elsa's icy abilities, he could feel the warmth in her hands, the caring and kindness of a matriarch who knew the burden of loss as much as he did.
Elsa went to let go before Pyram closed his hands over hers and looked her in the eye.
"Thank you…" Pyram noticed the girl blush, as did Kristoff and Anna.
Pyram looked at the blushing queen and pulled away, embarrassment evident in his stance as he rubbed at the back of his head.
"I'm sorry… I don't know why I did that." Pyram stated as Elsa nodded and walked away with Pyram awkwardly following her.
"They seem… close." Kristoff watched as Pyram looked over his shoulder before Scorch, who had hidden under his cloak, leapt off the snow.
All that was missing was Chorus, the small dove being loyal to her master no matter what the mission was.
"Yeah, but in a good way…" Anna followed the duo as Kristoff glanced one last time at Arendelle.
There were fires, but he could lightly hear the sounds of gunfire in the distance behind them.
One last stand by a group of men who knew they'd die whether they stayed and fought, or tried to escape with Pyram. They would greet their end with defiance.
No wonder it hurt Pyram to see them die needless deaths. Pyram looked at Elsa and crossed his arms.
"My fleet will come back to liberate Arendelle. I wanted to end this on my terms, see this brought about in a way where Mer didn't get to slug it out, but they'd see just how futile the war is… Arendelle is going to be the last battlefield between my kingdom and Mer… and for that? you have MY apologies. This bloodshed could write a crimson book with how many people it hurts." Pyram stated while Elsa hummed.
She knew Pyram had gone out of his way for Arendelle, he had sent his fleet, all of which could have stayed and fought in combat for the city… to evacuate a few thousand people… his men in the city would die, they had no ability to defend against both a fleet, and countless soldiers.
And she doubted Mer wouldn't pursue them, the chance to kill 2 of the rulers in the war, both heads of their own kingdoms?
It would be far too great a prize, if Mer was willing to send soldiers into the meat grinder so they could capture a city suffering from magic storms? They wouldn't stop chasing them until they killed their quarry.
"You feel it, don't you? the magic pull?" Elsa asked, Pyram nodded and pulled up the neck of his cloak.
"Yes. I didn't feel it like you did back in Arendelle, but I can feel it here… it's like a chain, tugging you towards it. I've never felt a pull like it before…" Pyram conjured a small flame in his hands.
Elsa looked at her own fingers and saw ice dancing off it like droplets of rain.
"Whatever is calling us north? It's a key to both of us… and now I'm too invested not to wish to see where this path leads. I wish to see what is at the end of this road." Pyram's tone sounded surer of himself.
If Mer wished to chase them to the north? They'd end it in the North… without their fleet, Eadelmarr's empire was trapped with them on land, and without their emperor? They would collapse, his generals would try and rally something to the throne… but Ignis and it's allies back home would snatch up the victory wherever it was back home.
Eadelmarr had chosen his petty pursuits of vengeance against the young king over ending the war… a tactical move which would cost him far more then he would have wanted.
Neither Pyram nor Elsa knew it, but their journey would end with each other inseparably smitten with each other.
Nor would it reveal the history of the young king.
Author Notes
Phew, another chapter done! I want to point out that Pyram and Elsa will fall for each other soon and a lot of things will be revealed. Next chapter is going to be in a week and will end up showing the journey to the north along with Elsa and Pyram growing closer. Until then, Lighting Wolf out, peace!
Ps: Story is going to end shortly after the second movie.