Cassandra was sitting patiently on their shared bed as she waited for her lover to retire for the evening. Probably because Anna's here too, Elsa seemed to be enjoying herself much more than when she was just with the Queen of Ovrilon. Sure, they shared many lovely memories, but knowing that her fiancée would rather be with someone else envied her, making her heart ache bitterly.

Maybe it's just sinful overthinking, but Cass wondered if she's enough for her. Elsa is kind, beautiful, and intelligent, a living Goddess sent from above, the embodied perfection who's loved by all and respected by many. Cassandra was nervous only by the mere sight of her.

The Queen felt her heart beating faster as her mind wandered to tomorrow's events. The day she's been waiting for through all her life. By this time tomorrow, she'll be married to Elsa, the person she loves so much, it almost hurts. But is it the right decision? The blonde is just...she deserves much better than her.

Being the scarred warrior, Cassandra is far from being perfect both mentally and physically. Her tall, muscular frame is far from the female ideal, and her skin is marked with history, wounds that will never heal.

And her soul. Her precious little soul is just so broken. It's like a piece of glass that was thrown away and shattered into million pieces.

She's far from flawless, and she never considered herself a good person. Maybe she's just lying to herself, but deep inside, she knows everything that happened in the past is at least a little bit of her fault.

And Elsa is too good for her. Cassandra is just a fool who can be manipulated by anyone without a great effort. She's just a burden, judged by even those who should love her.

She has done so many terrible things. Meanwhile, Elsa is so pure and fragile yet strong and independent. And what if the blonde never needed her?

The first time Cassandra went to battle, she knew she's nothing more than a bloody monster, a machine created to kill. Every time her sword struck, and for each life she took, Cass felt herself sinking deeper into the abyss of darkness until she reached the point of no return.

She could try to overcome the devil within herself, but it's not worth it. Like father, like daughter, the evilness is running in her veins, poisoning her blood and entire being, turning her into an almost inhuman person, spreading from him to her like a plague. There'll always be a shadow lingering around, the rotten part of Cassandra that can not be vanished. It'll only grow, and then one day, when the darkness emerges, there'll be a high price to pay.

Cassandra was already trembling as her thoughts crept into her mind. I'll never be enough. Maybe I should tell Elsa about my visions. But what if she'll laugh or just judge me? I'm such a fool.

And when the Queen wanted to stand up from her bed, a strange, yet well-known feeling hit her. Her mind went blank just like a few hours ago at the table, and with a groan, she lost her consciousness.

"Why are you not listening to me?" I asked my father as he wandered inside the room, clearly frustrated by my presence. I arrived in Ovrilon just a few weeks after my eighteenth birthday because the king wanted me to come back for an unknown reason. When I first set my feet on the lands of my home, I was shocked by its state. "The people need real jobs, food, and clear water! They are dying, father!" Almost screaming at him at this point, I felt myself losing all of my patience and willpower. But I'm angry, and it's all my father's fault. Did he send me away just to ruin the country? Was I just an obstacle to him?

"Silence!" Something snapped in him, I can sense it. He was gritting his teeth together, glaring at me like I'm a criminal coming to take his life. "I am the king, and you don't have the right to tell me what to do!"

I couldn't believe what he's saying. My own father is going insane... He has always been a weird one, but now I feel like he's not the same as he was when I left. "Please, just listen to me!" I was begging to him at this point. When I came back, I saw things that no one else deserves. Ovrilon is shattering, and it's all because of my father. "We need to do something! Just let me help!"

I did everything I could, but he never listened to me. Each time we argued, he just left me alone, standing broken in the room. When I look outside, I can see the suffering of my people, and there's nothing I can do to save them.

Sometimes I don't know why I'm playing the hero when I know this is not what I was meant to be. It only hurts me, and yet I can't stop being who I am. The devil inside me is only growing, but is it truly what I need to become? Do I have a choice?

"Cass!" Just as her vision ended, the Queen opened her eyes to welcome the reality. She needed to blink a few times before she could see who's calling for her, but then she felt a pair of arms grasping her shoulders, shaking her to life. "Cass, answer me!"

Gently reaching up to brush the back of her hand against Elsa's cheek, Cassandra weakly smiled at her. "What's wrong?"

A part of Elsa wished to slap her lover for such a stupid question, but she kept her regal composure for now. "What's wrong? This is all you have to say?" The blonde almost laughed, but instead, she sighed and shook her head in great disappointment. Her heart aching, she wondered why Cassandra became so distant all of a sudden. "Cass, you were laying here unconsciously just a moment ago, whimpering and shaking like you lost your mind."

Awkwardly, Cassandra freed herself from her lover and stood up from the bed with her back turned to Elsa. Without noticing her closeness, she felt the blonde gently placing her hand on her back, soothingly rubbing her. "It was nothing."

"It didn't seem like nothing to me." Taking a few steps, they found themselves facing each other. Elsa only noticed it now, but Cassandra seemed sick. Her eyes are darker with each passing moment, and when she reached for her face to gently brush against her, the Queen's body wasn't so warm anymore. Something isn't right. Her voice softening, the Arendellian looked at her lover with pleading puppy orbs, her gaze begging her to reveal whatever she's hiding. "Please, my love, tell me what's going on. Don't keep secrets from me; let me help you."

Shamefully, looking down, Cassandra murmured something under her breath that even she couldn't understand. "B-but..." Her lips trembled, and her hands quivered, the air suddenly way colder than usual. It was strange. Just like Elsa, Cassandra didn't feel the cold. But now, somehow, she does. She gulped and grasped her clothing as she felt herself weakening from a higher power. "There's nothing you can help with."

"Why are you doing this?" Elsa asked softly, her expression turning bitter. "Why are you pushing me away so suddenly?" By this time, she was on the verge of crying. "What have I done to you?" She reached for Cassandra's chin, tilted it lightly to make her look into her eyes, the gentle coolness of her skin, making Cass shiver in response. "What is wrong with you?"

But then her heart broke when Cassandra pushed her hand away with a careless movement. Elsa gasped and watched her lover turn away from her. "I told you, Elsa. Nothing is wrong, so stop worrying."

"You are so stubborn." The blonde said without thinking, no sign of regret on her face. "You have no idea how much it hurts me to see you like this! I want to help you, and yet you are giving me no chance!" Cassandra said nothing; she just stared at the wall in front of her like a sculpture frozen in time, and Elsa failed to tolerate it for any longer. Her anger began to boil, and she lost the fight against her own willpower. "I can't believe you are doing this the night before our wedding!" It was like opening their own Pandora boxes, sending their words full speed ahead to shatter their souls into million pieces, feelings hurt, and blood waiting to be spilled. Elsa wanted to cry as rage filled her belly, feeling the tip of her ears and cheeks getting hot. "No answer? Are you just going to stand there and listen?"

"There's no point in answering." Said th Queen in a calm voice, not realizing how much damage she has done.

"You're impossible, Cassandra." Elsa knew there's no logic to the argument, not with Cass turning her back to her. For the most part, they usually agreed with one another, that's why the Ovrilonian's behavior surprised and angered the blonde. This whole scene is cold, but their love for one another hadn't gone. "I feel so alone with you; it's like you are not the same person I fell in love with. We no longer make each other happy, Cassandra, can't you see it?! I tried to make it work, I truly did, but no matter what happened, you were too busy with your work! And when I wanted to steal you for five minutes, you only agreed to it because I would leave you alone afterward! Why are you doing this to me? Don't you love me anymore?" A path of tears rolled down the blonde's cheeks as she took a step closer to Cass. She wanted to touch her, to feel her against her skin, but she decided not to do it. Cassandra would only push her away. "What happened to our love?" She asked softly, the muscles of her chin trembling. "I can't love you like this anymore."

And then Cassandra turned around to face her lover, eyes cold, hurtful, and face expressionless. "Then, don't marry me." She said without hesitation, her deep voice tearing Elsa's heart.

The blonde swallowed, trying to hold herself together, but her whole body was shaking with the pain that Cassandra caused her. "Is this...what you truly want?"

The raven-haired woman nodded. "If you can't accept and love me the way I am, then yes, this is exactly what I want."

Elsa released a shaky breath and stared at the Queen. She didn't know what to say, think, or feel. Without any further words, she turned around and surged out of the room, leaving the older woman by herself. As soon as she shut the door behind herself, Cassandra came to her senses.

"What have I done?" She asked herself and fell on her knees, her face buried in her hands as she cried. She left someone who loved her despite her many, unforgivable faults. She left Elsa out of fear, an incredibly powerful influence, and a disguised demon, breaking the pure and loving hearts of the two women.

Meanwhile, Elsa was running as her life depended on it, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks. She passed multiple servants who thought she went crazy, but the blonde didn't care. All she wanted is to reach her sister's door, and when she finally found it, she knocked. Anna was there sooner than she expected, and she immediately rushed into her arms. The redhead didn't understand a thing, and no matter how many times she asked her sister about what happened, Elsa just cried, cried, and cried.

It was well past sunrise when Elsa woke up by the sound of someone banging on Anna's door. She lifted her head from her tear-soaked pillow and turned her gaze to the other side of the bed. At some point, she choked out what happened, and Anna finally understood why her sister was so broken when she arrived at her door. The redhead was still asleep, her hair a mess, as usual.

Elsa yawned and stretched her arms above her head. "Come in." She said in a sleepy voice.

A servant immediately stormed inside, clearly unbothered by everything. They seemed to be worried about something, and Elsa wondered about the reason. "Your majesty, a terrible thing happened!"

"What is it?" The blonde asked, rubbing her tired eyes.

"Her Majesty, the Queen disappeared!"

A/N:

Oop

The angst is back!

I know you don't understand what happened to Cass, but I decided to leave you guys wondering (I'm evil, I know.)

I didn't want to make them argue at first, but a cutie who happens to be a dear friend of mine gave me some ideas. Big thanks to her!

This whole story is going to be a bigass confusion, but don't worry, in the end, you'll understand everything.

And before the next chapter, I hope you remember Cassandra's magical garden. If not, it's basically immune to her magic. I'll repeat it at the next chapter's author notes. Just making sure you know.