"Okay. I'll go with you, but only for a short visit!" Elsa urged.
A delighted Spirit could hardly contain her excitement. With a beaming smile, and a joyous hop, she rang. "Yes, yes, okay! Oh, thank you so much! You're gonna love it, and everyone there, I promise-!"
"Shhh!" Hushed Lavish, quickly covering Spirit's mouth as he looked below. Below the balcony, and on the floor of the courtyard, three guards stood watch of the castle. "Keep quiet, alright?" He whispered. "I don't have the patience for guards tonight."
"Oh, pay them no mind." said Elsa, as she began making her way to the bedroom's door. "I'm Queen, we can waltz right out. I'll just inform Anna and Kai, and they'll take care of things while I'm gone."
Lavish's eyes widened, before he ran to block Elsa's path to the doorway. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, Elsa, you can't tell anyone about this! A-About us."
The Snow Queen furrowed a brow. "What do you mean?"
"I'm a fun guy, really, I am!" Lavish began. "But there's a strict rule about humans when it comes to our home; they're not allowed. And they can't know about it."
The logic was easily understandable in the eyes of the Snow Queen. But she couldn't leave her kingdom unannounced. A lie could easily act as a placeholder for her departure, but Elsa was a woman of rules, herself; And a queen never lies to her subjects, or her family. No matter what. "...Then I can't go. I'm sorry, but my sister would be worried sick if she found out I left without word. And I refuse to make up some wild story in place."
Elsa's words struck a young Spirit, harshly. "Elsa..." she softly spoke with a broken tone, nearly tearing. "Please, you have to go! I just want to show you what it's like to be amongst people like you. Don't you want that?"
Do I want it? Of course I do. But...
Elsa gave a tired sigh, followed by a warm, comforting smile to accompany her hand upon young Spirit's shoulder. Kneeling down so that she and the young girl were at eye level, Elsa tried to explain. "Spirit, I once abandoned my family. Kept secrets from them. The results were disastrous. I can't make the same mistake twice. No matter how much this trip would mean to me. I have to prioritize."
Spirit could only look to the ground upon hearing Elsa's words. It seemed there was no changing the Snow Queen's mind. With this realization, a tear streamed down the wind mistress' cheek, and her face hardened. "I get it..." she quietly spat, still avoiding eye contact.
Elsa frowned. "Spirit?"
Shoving Elsa off, Spirit gave a broken look. "I get it, alright?!" She said nothing more as she turned towards the balcony, beginning to take her leave. "Let's get going, Lavish!"
Coyly scratching the back of his neck, Lavish looked to Elsa with both disappointment and sorrow, before immediately reverting his attention to a frustrated Spirit. "I said, let's go!" she commanded, squatted atop the balcony rail as she awaited the moment to conjure a gust of wind for departure, looking out into Arendelle's nightly cityscape.
"...I'll catch up." He countered.
Giving a groan, Spirit summoned a gust of wind, carrying her off the balcony, into midair, and over the castle gates. Out of sight. Lavish, meanwhile, turned back to Elsa.
"Don't mind her. She's young. Only a teen, you know?" He simply said, sitting on the edge of Elsa's bed.
"Lavish, I'm sorry. But you have to understand where I'm coming from... Right? My family-"
"Yeah, yeah, I get it. But Elsa... Don't you want to see what the world is like, beyond this? Beyond humans? How did you do it, anyway? How could you possibly manage to live amongst humans and end up with a life as great as you make it out to be?"
Hearing those words almost caused a smile to blossom upon the Snow Queen's lips. Her life was spectacular, wasn't it? A family who loves her, a prospering kingdom... And yet, something felt... wrong. As if something were missing. Could it be the company of people like her? Or could it simply be the lack of knowledge and understanding of them? No. No. Elsa forced her mind to push aside petty thoughts. The problem Kai brought to her attention was resurfacing, and more apparent than ever. She shouldn't have this conversation with Lavish. She has no reason to. Her life was here, in Arendelle, with Anna, with her family. She shouldn't feel conflicted... But... she did... Why?
"L-Lavish..." Elsa nearly choked. "Please, you have to go. It's getting late, and, I have a meeting to hold tomorrow morning. Please."
Lavish gave a smile as he looked to the flooring, mildly shaking his head. "You know what? It's okay." The light master's line of vision reverted back to Elsa. "I'm sorry for pressuring you. And, I'm sorry about Spirit." Rising from the bed, Lavish walked towards Elsa and extended his hand. "May we meet again." He said with a genuine smile.
Feeling things have finally reached an understanding, Elsa connected hands with Lavish, giving a small shake before she found herself being pulled into his embrace. Initially confused, Elsa's bafflement simmered as she felt Lavish's arms envelop her. Feeling the comfort, and spiritual bond, she returned the hug, softly closing her eyes as she did. "May we meet again." She cooed.
Pulling away, Lavish's smile was gone; replaced by a look of pure sorrow. Not from bitterness, but from the knowledge he'll miss the new gifted he's encountered. It was so rare they ever crossed paths, that when it finally happened, it felt more like a miracle than anything else. Having Elsa reject their invitation to even visit, made it seem as if they would never extend their family. And with the Snow Queen being such a amazing soul, so obvious even after a brief encounter, it truly tore at the light master's emotions. Even so, he stammered, struggling to put on a false look of understanding and happiness. "Heh. So long."
With those words, Lavish made his way to the balcony, keeping his eyes on the Snow Queen until pausing in his tracks. With a wave of his hand, a bright flash appeared, causing Elsa to look away, hastily, to avoid the stunning rays. By the time the Snow Queen looked back, Lavish was gone.
Exhausted. Elsa immediately sighed as she felt her stomach turn. Falling atop her pillow-infested bed, the weary queen shut her eyes to welcome slumber. Unfortunately, such an attempt at a peaceful night of sleep was futile. Her mind only buzzed.