A/N: Henlo again!
Sorry for not updating for two weeks, but I didn't feel like continuing. Wow, this is so unlikely of me, but all the new characters stuff confused me. I still have a few doubts regarding this story, but there's no way I'm giving up.
I was kinda busy creating another story about these two. If you are interested in some modern teacherxstudent stuff, go check out my other work!
Elsa smiled as she listened to Jezebeth, her lips curling upwards, and eyes shining as the stories of Cassandra filled her heart with warmth. "She refused to accept any kind of gift for her birthday until she got her own library!" Jezebeth chuckled and poured herself a cup of tea. "And she was only six years old back then! Can you believe that? She's such a bookworm; she has always been. But it's better to be a bookworm than a tyrant, yes?"
"Agreed," Elsa said as she raised her cup to her mouth and took a sip of the warm liquid.
"She's a good leader. When she was little, she would always tell us stories about herself when she'll be the Queen." The older woman giggled as more memories of the little Cassandra came to her mind. "Whenever she went outside to play, she would take a small wooden sword with her and then imagine freeing a princess from a dragon or a high tower. She was so heroic, even back then." Jezebeth sighed and shook her head. "I remember when she rushed to me after she got captured. She was in terrible shape, but her heart was even more broken than her body." Placing her cup on the table, she snapped her fingers, and suddenly an illusion of a crying Cassandra and her aunt appeared on the other side of the room.
"Please, you need to help me!" The young princess was on her knees, slender fingers grasping her aunt's skirt as she sobbed, tears flowing down her cheeks. "I must learn how to control my powers! Please, I need to learn how to heal!" She seemed younger, thinner, less muscular, and her hair was longer, sticking to her forehead from her sweat. Her pale skin, pain, and grief-filled eyes made Elsa shiver in horror.
"Calm down, Cassandra, you don't even know what you're talking about! What happened to you? Why are you covered in wounds?" The woman leaned down to help her niece to her feet and wrapped an arm around her to guide her away. "You can tell me what happened while we get you healed."
With just a wave of her hand, Jezebeth made the illusion disappear. Elsa wondered how powerful the magician could be since she mastered her skills and taught them to Cassandra. The blonde was about to open her mouth when the door loudly slammed open, and everyone turned their attention to a new guest. A woman stood in the entrance, her eyebrows knit together with an angry expression. Her eyes almost look like Cassandra's, fiery and protective, and her grey hair is falling past her shoulders in thick waves.
"Jezebeth." She murmured, grinding her teeth together.
"Irina." The other woman said as she stood up from her seat, her eyes almost shooting fireballs at the guest. Anna and Elsa looked at each other, both of them unaware of what is truly happening.
Entering the room as well, The Queen of Ovrilon sighed and stepped somewhere between her relatives, closely followed by her uncle. "Auntie, grandma, please stop." Her voice wasn't commanding, no. It was more like pleading, and Elsa sensed this might not be the first time of the two guests starting a catfight.
"But darling, we haven't even started!" Irina claimed as she stepped further inside the room, a hand gently landing on her granddaughter's shoulder.
Shaking her head, Cassandra pulled out a chair for Irina, who said her thanks and sat down with the Queen's help. "Yes, and I'd like it to remain that way. So please, avoid any kind of useless conflict, thank you very much." She said, and took a seat at the end of the table. Soon, everyone in the room was sitting, just like a big family would.
"You can't be serious!" Irina exclaimed and slammed her fist against the table, gaining everyone's attention. "The brother of this woman killed your mother, and you let her inside your home! Aren't you afraid, Cassandra? She can't be trusted!"
The Queen tried to remain as calm as possible. She took a deep breath and allowed herself to relax before answering. "No, I'm not afraid. Why would I feel that way? Based on what you said, you should be frightened by me because I'm the daughter of that terrible man. Does that mean I'm like him? No, it doesn't, grandmother. And you, aunt Jezebeth. These people are my family, just like you are. Please, treat them nicely. The pain you cause them hurts me more than you can imagine. I hope that's enough to open your eyes."
The room fell silent as everyone searched for forgiveness within themselves. Elsa's eyes met with her lover's as she smiled at the Queen proudly. Cassandra seemed to be much calmer these days, and it brought peace to the blonde's heart. Knowing that her fiancée is recovering from everything that happened to her in the past is making Elsa happy. It's a different kind of happiness, but it's worth everything.
Even after a few years of knowing her, Cassandra's still a foolish little girl, and with no threat on the horizon, she can allow herself to live a joyful life with the woman she loves. She would spend most of her time working, but at the end of the day, she always has time for her fiancée.
Their nights and sometimes mornings are filled with the passion of their love, expressing the yearning that was left from the day before. No matter what happens, they can't seem to grow tired of each other, and now that they are living under the same roof, nothing can hold them back from being with the person they love.
Even during work, all Cassandra can think of is Elsa, her darling Snowflake. Sometimes the blonde would trick her lover away from her duty for a quickly cuddling in their bedroom, so she could hold onto something until the night arrives.
Elsa still loves the way those strong arms wraps around her, keeping her safe from the harm that would hopefully never come. The warmth of Cassandra's body is her comfort, and her soft breathing against her skin is her lullaby.
"So..." It was Zander who finally broke the silence with his question. He felt a bit bad for interrupting, but there's still something that needs to be addressed before the big day. "Who's walking Cass down the aisle?"
Smiling in her seat, Irina looked fondly at her granddaughter. "That's not even a question, dear son. Me, of course." Elsa blinked several times, needing to process the information. This family is just crazy, and it seems like if she marries Cassandra, the whole bunch might fall onto her shoulders. It's a relief she doesn't need to tolerate them all year because otherwise, she would go crazy.
"What?!" Jezebeth slammed her fist against the table, just like Irina did earlier, and Cass' grandmother didn't look so blissful anymore. The two women seem to be developing a bad habit of easing their tension on the furniture. "I should be the one who's walking her down!"
The two women began to argue, but somehow, Cassandra couldn't seem to focus on them. Within just a moment, her mind went blank, and her body betrayed her for the first time in months.
It probably happened a few years before my mother died. I was outside with a massive book in my lap, my hands carefully turning the pages, making sure I'm not tearing them by mistake. No one knows why, but I'm a very clumsy child, so I need to pay attention to my surroundings and what I'm doing. My powers are not helping either. Dad is angry at me because last week I burned down my entire bedroom, and unfortunately, it's not the first time.
I was playing inside with my toys, and then I broke one by accident. I was really sad, and then something snapped, all I could see is the fire shooting from my palms. I tried to hold it back, I swear! But it didn't work, and soon everything was burning around me. I could barely breathe, and moving was becoming more and more difficult with each passing moment until all I could do was to scream for my mother to save me.
The guards said they couldn't go inside my room, because it was too dangerous. They wanted to leave me to die. But then mom came and saved me! The doctors said I'd be okay, but I can tell you all the smoke that filled my lungs didn't feel pleasant. I'm fine now, but I have to wear gloves since then because my father said so.
He's stupid because he doesn't know the gloves are not working. The ones made of fabric turn to ashes as soon as they touch my skin, and the metal gloves just melt and then hurt me.
I know I'm not like any other princess. And I'm not talking about my cold eyes or my behavior. But somehow, I'm still hoping there's someone out there who's just like me. I'd travel the whole world only to find them. I'm so tired of being lonely...
Cassandra gasped as she found herself facing reality again. Everyone in the room was looking at her with concern and worry in their eyes, and she felt Elsa's hand on her shoulder, shaking a little.
"Cass, are you okay?" The blonde asked, her voice filled with fear. She almost cried when the Queen's expression changed, and sweat began to break out on her forehead. Elsa tried to force her back by shaking her shoulder, but Cassandra seemed mindless, only her lips trembled as she remembered her past.
"M-me?" The raven-haired woman stuttered, her breath coming in short pants. "Yes, everything's fine!" She giggled nervously and rose from her seat. "Excuse me!" She ran out of the room and shut the door behind herself, leaving everyone worried.
"Your name is Elsa, right? It's nice to meet you; I'm Cassandra's grandmother." Irina said with a weak smile, trying to break the ice between her and her granddaughter's soon to be wife. But the blonde just started at the door, wishing to go after her lover. After a moment, she nodded and started bonding with what's left of Cassandra's family.
"What is going on with me?" Cassandra whispered to herself as she pressed her back against the entrance of her study, slowly lowering herself to the ground. My visions stopped as soon as my father died. Could it be that I'm in danger again?
She sighed and looked at her palms as she felt the magic flow inside her being. I can't let anyone know about it. As long as Elsa is safe, I don't care about anything else. I'll talk to aunt Jezebeth tomorrow, and let's just hope we can figure something out.
Minutes or even hours passed. Cassandra didn't seem to know anymore. After some time, she moved to her desk and to take her mind off of things she started working. A knock on the beautifully carved door interrupted her, and she looked up to see Elsa walking towards her.
The blonde's hips swayed elegantly, and Cass's mouth suddenly felt dry, but she pushed all of her inappropriate thoughts away. "My love, why did you leave in such a hurry? What happened to you? You made me so worried!" She rushed to her lover's side and cupped her face in her gentle hand as she leaned down to unite their lips in a small, loving kiss.
Just as she began to pull away, Cass wrapped an arm around the blonde's waist, guiding her to sit on the Queen's lap. She looked deep into Elsa's shining puppy eyes, her hot breath tickling the Arendellian's skin. "I love you, Elsa, more than anything else in the world."
Cassandra pulled Elsa's body closer to hers as she moved her hand onto the blonde's hips, and once again, their lips met, delicately at first. They both felt a wave of desire as Cass parted her mouth, her tongue pushing past Elsa's lips to meet the moist space within. She kissed the blonde like she's the source of her happiness, which is true, pressing herself against her harder.
The heat in their bodies rose, their cheeks burning as their tongues touched, hands roaming on each other, whishing to just shed their clothes to pieces and get lost in the bliss of pleasure. Elsa made a delightful noise when Cassandra grabbed a handful of her butt, gently kneading the soft flesh under her palm. She loved how the Fifth Spirit's slender body melted against hers, but soon Elsa pulled away, allowing Cass to nibble on her bottom lip for a lingering moment.
The blonde panted, and her hand gently brushed against the Queen's face, pushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "What was that for?"
"What?" Cass chuckled as she reached for one of Elsa's hands, bringing it to her mouth to press a feather-light kiss on her palm. "Is it forbidden to express my love for you, Snowflake?"
Elsa sighed and leaned closer to rest her forehead against her fiancée's. "No." She gulped and gently brushed their noses together that made Cassandra smile. "I guess they are going to make us sleep in separate rooms tonight."
"Yeah, because sleeping together means bad luck or something like that." Tilting her head slightly, Cass stole a small kiss from Elsa.
"I'll miss having you close. You can't even imagine how it makes me feel when you're holding me in my sleep." She whispered softly, leaning down to snuggle her head against the crook of the raven-haired woman's neck.
Cassandra's arms went back to wrap around Elsa, holding her close as they cuddled. "It's just for one night, my queen. From tomorrow, you'll be my wife, and I'll be yours. No one will separate us again."
A/N: Well, that was it. This time I tried to write a longer chapter, but I feel like they are not as good as I want them to be. I read some chapters from the main story, and idk but they seemed different in a good way. I have no idea why. Maybe my mind is tired. But enough of me ranting xD
Fun fact: Cass is about a head taller than Elsa, and sometimes she's a little spoon when they sleep.