Small one-shot like story. This takes place right before the day when Elsa and Alex leave for Aislecia.

Enjoy :)

Night had fallen. The disappearance of the sun brought terror. Afraid of losing her family, she clutched her mother's robes tightly.

Ocean blue eyes flew open, a small gasp leaving her lips. Her vision cleared of the nightmare and she stared at the face in front of her. Loving blue eyes stared into her own.

"Can't sleep?" Iduna asked her softly.

Elsa recalled her nightmares. She saw a man's head come clean off his shoulders, his blood splattering on her face and going inside her open mouth as she recalled Hans's sword over her head. Even after waking up, even after washing her mouth after the battle, she could still feel that metallic taste on her tongue. She saw the ice leaving her fingers. Large icicles slamming through the Glitharian man's chest, while his eyes bulged in fear. The scarlet liquid mixing with the water in the icy projectiles. The blood dripping out of Alex's wound as she pulled out the arrow. Torn skin that she healed and bandaged with her own hands. She remembered seeing nothing but death all around her.

Elsa sighed sadly switching off the train of thoughts and focusing on her breathing. "I killed him."

Pain fluttered through Iduna's eyes. "I know dear. I'm sorry you had to do that."

Her hand gently grazed Elsa's reddened cheek. Elsa had never been one to cry. Nor would she now.

"He had a life, like everyone else. And I ended it." She whispered horrified of herself.

"He would have killed you." Iduna told her.

"What if...what if someone loved him? What if he had a family? How would they..." Her voice faltered.

Iduna knew Elsa was talking about her own example. Elsa loved Anna. She had cried over her sister's frozen body. She knew what losing a loved one was like.

"Hans tried to kill me. He failed, but Anna still punched him and I punished him. I killed someone. Successfully. Don't I deserve worse than Hans?" Elsa's voice was barely a terrified whisper. She sounded like the afraid girl from years ago.

"No Elsa. You did it in self defence. And I knew him. He wouldn't be missed." Iduna tried to comfort her.

"If only there was anyone left alive to miss him." She turned away from her mother's understanding eyes.

Elsa turned to focus on Anna's gentle snores. She knew that Anna had bad dreams too, but she slept too deep to be awoken by them.

Iduna understood what Elsa was feeling. Her fears of her powers hurting anyone were amplified after that event. Her fears of being hurt by someone who hated her for her powers had risen too. She was in a similar state as when she had accidentally hurt Anna when they were little.

Iduna knew that she couldn't comfort her guilt at killing someone, but she can help her to face her fears. Iduna had also killed several people in her life. She knew the pain it inflicts on a person. She still remembered the sinking feeling in her heart as the chest of the person deflated with a sword inside his heart. She felt like her soul had been ripped apart and trampled upon by a million demons crushing it in front of her eyes while she screamed for mercy.

"Elsa, whatever happened, is in the past. No one blames you for what happened and no one ever will. I'm not saying what you did was right. But you did what was necessary." Iduna told her softly. "The time to face your fears has come Elsa. You need to be strong to do that. And we will always be there to stay strong with you."

Elsa didn't seem completely convinced, but she felt comforted anyway. The idea of her parents staying with them made her heart swell in joy.

She let go of what had happened and concentrated on what was to come in the future. She felt herself drifting away into bliss. She heard a gentle voice.

"I love you Elsa. More than the stars in the sky."

Little did she know of the horrors she was going to face. The eyes of darkness had already set upon it's prize. The only one who can equal itself.

Only Ahtohallan knows. Rang through her dreams as she slept on her mother's arm.