Elsa found herself constantly tormented by Ilyana.
It didn't help that the red-haired woman managed to ruin everything! She tromped dirt into rooms, stole food, and made a mess wherever she went. It was a nightmare.
'Jo' finished scrubbing the halls on her hands and knees. Her limbs were sore, but she actually got the place to look nice. It was funny, of all the things she'd lost, she still had her home.
And really, that's what life seemed to be about lately; survival. When Anna had disappeared, Elsa had feared the worst. Her little sister had been abducted by an unstoppable pirate lord. The only hope she had was Hans Westerguard. The sisters and the prince were both doomed to die. But they survived. Through luck, hard work, and sacrifice, the three of them managed to hold onto life.
Elsa rose from her place on the floor, her back cracking as she stood. When she was queen, she occasionally made sure to compliment the servants on their hard work. Now it seemed condescending. No one in her position could possibly have understood how hard the labor was.
'Jo' wiped the sweat off her head. Footsteps approached. She stood still, terrified that it was Hans, coming to push her against the wall and grope her, and slightly more afraid that it was Ilyana, coming to make her hard work for naught.
It was neither.
Kai nodded appreciatively, "Prince Westerguard is quite pleased with your work," He said amicably.
Elsa beamed. Apparently praise was nice, "If he was so pleased, then perhaps he could get someone else to do such menial labor? Like Ilyana?!"
Kai laughed hardily, "Of all the ways I would describe her relationship to Prince Westerguard, 'menial labor' isn't the first to come to mind..."
Elsa snorted. It was unqueenly, but she wasn't technically a queen anymore, "It's how I would describe my relationship with 'im!"
"Ha! Imagine if Baragor were still in charge!"
Elsa frowned. It was peculiar to her that Kai had actually betrayed her to the Southern Isles. But now that Arrendelle no longer officially existed...
"What's that?" She pointed to a stack of letters in his hand.
Kai went quiet, "...I... don't know."
Elsa's lips pursed. The seal was that of the Southern Isles, but it was addressed to several foreign dignitaries. Elsa spotted a name belonging to a member of The International Consortium.
"Servant-girl!" Barked a princely voice. Elsa immediately froze upon recognizing it.
"Master," She said, turning quickly and quietly. The look on his face gave her pause. She was sure he didn't want her to know about those letters. After all, she was his personal assistant. It was more than likely that she should have known about them- unless he didn't want her to, "I've just finished the halls!"
"Very good, now follow me," He turned and walked away.
Elsa grimaced, but followed anyways. Sometimes he led her to a new job. Sometimes he took her to his room to be lectured. And sometimes she found herself in a dark room with him running his hands along her-
"Jo!" He barked, "Double time!"
"Yes, master," She picked up her pace. There was no point in fighting him. He was in charge- for now.