Chapter 7. This story is going to get religious at this point so if for what ever reason you are offended by Christian religious beliefs, stop here.
In a distance land far north of Arendelle, or any human civilization for that matter, a messenger nervously approached the entrance to a great throne room. He gulped in apprehension as he knocked upon a large door. The heat nearly unbearable for the castle was seated at the heart of a massive volcano. The only thing sparing the castle and its inhabitants from being melted was the magic of its master. The door opened and the messenger entered a large room filled with bright torches. A long blood red carpet led to a seat that literally made of contained magma. The room was empty save for the large man clad in red armor sitting upon the throne.
"To what do I owe this disturbance?" The man on the throne asked in a deep piercing voice.
"That attack on Arendelle failed my lord." The messenger said gathering his courage.
"Did it now?" The man on the throne said rising. The messenger was terrified beyond all means, terrified his master would take his anger out on him. The messenger was surprised to hear laughing.
"My lord?" The messenger asked.
"All according to plan." The man said stepping down.
"I thought the plan was to destroy Arendelle and capture the snow witch." The messenger said confused.
"The attack was meant to weaken them!" The man said lighting up in a fiery display. "I knew we could not defeat the combined forces of Arendelle and America."
"What would you have us do sire?" The messenger asked.
"I have been watching our little queen." The man said conjuring a ball of transparent fire that served as a crystal ball. The ball conjured an image of Elsa in her room sleeping. "She has taken notice of a young american."
"We shall free his head from his miserable shoulders my lord." The messenger said.
"No, this could work to our advantage my loyal subject." The man said. "There is too much love in her heart to take her, I could have had her after she ran off but her damned sister interfered! I will use this new lover to get to her."
"How?" The messenger asked.
"A heart is a fragile thing, it takes so much to build it up and then it can be broken with a few simple words. This is why I got rid of mine." The man said.
"I'm afraid I don't understand sire." The messanger said.
"In due time." The man said. "In due time."
Elsa awoke the next morning surprised to see Anna hadn't broken in to wake her up like her sister normally did. She swung her legs over the bed and went to her mirror to fix her hair. She sometimes envied men who could shave their heads, it would save her a good twenty minutes in the morning if she didn't have to fix her hair. She thought back to her night with Marcus last night. Perhaps she had been a bit abrupt just leaving him like that. He didn't really say anything bad after all they were not in love with each other. Elsa remembered the fire that shot through her when she touched his hand. Suddenly she felt a tingling sensation in her lower regions thinking about it. His muscular arms and chest, his long curly hair, his deep voice. Without thinking she conjured up a life like ice statue of Marcus. She moaned as she moved to the statue and began to run her mouth and tongue against the icy face. She shuddered thinking of his hands moving up and down her body and into her-
"No!" Elsa said pushing those thoughts out of her head and erasing the statue. It was wrong to think such thoughts. Still though, she excited herself at the thought of having him inside her. Where were these thoughts coming from? Could it be because this was the first man she had any physical contact with besides her own father? Elsa knew it was wrong to have sexual intimacy outside of marriage being brought up in a Christian home. Her parents had warned her about lustful desires when she began to mature and develop. It had been an awkward talk but she had learned much. Why was she having these thoughts now? Why did she long for satisfaction of her lustful desires? She was going to have be very careful around Marcus now that she craved his touch. Elsa dressed herself and left her room to go eat breakfast. She sat down as her servant came to pour her hot tea.
"Thank you Kai." Elsa said taking the tea. "Have you seen my sister anywhere?"
"She is with Mr. Bjorgman." Kai said. Elsa almost spat out her tea.
"He's alive?" She said happily.
"Well most of him, they had to amputate his right leg beneath the knee but other than that is alive and well." Kai said. Elsa was so relieved Kristoff was alright. Knowing her sister would be at peace now made her feel so much better. A few halls over and many floors down, a squad of royal guards stood outside the cell containing Hans. Johanssen entered and relieved the guards.
"I have a few questions for this devil." Johanssen said as the guards opened the cell door and allowed Johanssen in. Hans' face was heavily bruised and caked in dried blood from his beating last night. He looked up and sneered at the general.
"Already once you tried to kill the royal sisters, then you attack Arendelle, kill my soldiers and attempt to kill them again? You can be damned sure you will hang for this." Johanssen threatened.
"I would have done you a favor by ridding the world of that icy bitch." Hans said.
"I will give you a choice. You can hang and have birds feast on your corpse and then spend eternity in Hell. Or, you can tell us who sent you, who you work for, and where to find him and I may let you live." Johanssen offered.
"Me? In Hell? Says the one defending the witch. Isn't witchcraft and sorcery the works of the devil himself?" Hans taunted.
"So you choose death, very well. Enjoy your last day and make your peace with God." Johanssen said leaving.
Marcus and Eli went outside for a walk to calm their nerves. They stepped outside the barracks to what looked like an arena. There were dozens of Arendelle soldiers sparring to let off steam from last night. Marcus didn't even see the rock in on his face before it smacked him in the cheek.
"WHAT THE HELL!" Marcus yelled grabbing his now bruised cheek. Marcus and Eli turned to see a group of Arendelle soldiers laughing.
"You could have killed him you piece of shit!" Eli growled.
"Good, one less of you americans we have to worry about." The leader of the group said.
"And just what is that supposed to mean?" Eli asked.
"You led those damn invaders right to us!" The leader said again."And now you sit in our barracks and eat our food like you own the place!"
"I'll have you know those invaders were after your royalty!" Eli replied cracking his knuckles. "Not to mention we shed OUR blood to defend YOUR damned country!" Eli wanted nothing more than to pound this smug little bastard into the ground.
"You dare call our country damned?" The leader of the group said. "You claim to be the land of the free yet it took a civil war to get rid of slavery!"
"Oh I'm sorry i forgot how damn perfect Arendelle is! You have never done a damned thing wrong!" Eli said. "Lets see here, how about your witch ice-queen!"
"You dare?" The leader said advancing forward enraged that this man had the gall to insult his queen. A crowd was beginning to form.
"Leave Elsa out of this Eli." Marcus whispered to his friend before walking up to the leader. "How about this, you go away before I take this rock and BASH YOUR FUCKING SKULL IN!" Marcus yelled as he rammed the rock he was holding into the nose of the leader. The group of Arendelle soldier ran to help their leader and knocked into Marcus and held him up while the leader began to take gut shots. Eli screamed and elbowed a arendelle soldier in the head and throat chopped another.
Grant was sitting at a desk writing a letter to Johnson regarding the attacks before he was interrupted by Peggy.
"Sir we got a little bit of a problem here. Ye might want to take a look." Peggy said. Grant put his pen down and followed Peggy outside where a massive crowd had formed. He looked in horror as Marcus and Eli, covered in blood, relentlessly assaulted a group of Arendelle soldiers. Grant pulled out his pistol and fire a shot into the air causing everyone to go quiet.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" Grant yelled.
"They attacked us sir!" Eli called out.
"You two with me right now!" Grant ordered as he turned to the five Arendelle soldiers. "I am not your general so I can't order you but General Johanssen WILL hear of this!" Eli and Marcus groaned as they followed Grant inside. Grant slammed the door and turned to the two soldiers. "What the hell was that?"
"Sir I can explain." Marcus said. "We were walking in there and they threw a rock at my face see?" He said pointing to the nasty purple bruise on his cheek.
"Is this true?" Grant asked Eli.
"Yes sir, you can ask anyone there, the arendelle instigated it." Eli said. Grant sighed and looked out the window.
"Go clean yourselves up, this will not happen again." Grant ordered. He was definitely going to speak to Johanssen about this. Marcus and Eli left to their quarters to clean themselves up.
"Damn arendelle bastards." Marcus said cleaning blood off his fist.
"I say damn them and their witch queen." Eli said angrily.
"She is not a witch Eli." Marcus said. Eli remembered his friends infatuation with the queen.
"Sorry, I'm just so pissed right now!" Eli said throwing his towel.
News of the fight spread all across Arendelle and eventually made its way to Elsa who was much less that pleased.
"I want those soldiers demoted immediately! Elsa barked to Johanssen.
"I will see to it that they are discharged for this dishonorable conduct." Johanssen said as he left. Elsa ran her hands through her hair, what the hell were those soldiers thinking? She would have to apologize to Marcus and Eli. Marcus, his name brought about a tingling sensation throughout her. Oh how she would love to feel him. Elsa quickly pushed the thoughts out of her head, she didn't even love this man, she couldn't give herself to him like that. Ever since she placed her hand on him these lustful desires had become as uncontrollable as her powers. She was nervous that they would get the better of her and she would do something stupid. She decided to talk to the one person she could confide in.
"Anna!" Elsa called for her sister. Sure enough Anna came in with her hair in a tight bun.
"Yes?" She asked.
"I need to ask you something." Elsa said already turning red. Anna came up to her and sat down next to her.
"What is it?" Anna asked.
"Anna have you and Kristoff, well gotten... intimate?" Elsa asked embarassed.
"Heavens no!" Anna said. "I do love him but Mama and Papa always said to wait till we were married. But if I was completely honest, there have been times where I just want to rip his clothes off and-"
"Okay okay I get the idea!" Elsa said cutting her sister off.
"Why do you-" Anna said as she gasped. "Elsa you didn't have sex with someone did you?"
"No of course not!" Elsa replied. "Do you know Marcus? The American?"
"Yes hes such a sweetheat! A real looker too!" Anna giggled as she put two and two together. "No way, you're in love with him?"
"I wouldn't say I love him but I am definitely interested in him." Elsa said. "Its just lately I've been having these urges and they are getting out of control."
"What do you mean." Anna asked. "Its normal to want to-"
"Anna I made an ice statue of him and started kissing it!" Elsa yelled. Anna was dumbstruck.
"Wow, that is kind of creepy." Anna said.
"You aren't helping!" Elsa groaned.
"Hey." Anna said. "You could you know try pleasuring yourself."
"What do you mean?" Elsa asked.
"Come on Elsa you mean to tell me you never touched yourself?" Anna asked.
"I was so nervous about my powers I guess I never thought about it, have you?" Elsa asked.
"A few times, mostly after I kiss Kristoff and I just can't control myself." Anna said.
"I just don't know what to do." Elsa said sadly.
"Do you like him?" Anna asked. "Not just as a friend."
"Yes, I do. He is a very sweet man." Elsa said.
"He's only seventeen, he's still a boy." Anna said giggling.
"After what he has been through, I doubt he has any innocence left to be a boy." Elsa said sadly. "He was so torn up yesterday after he killed someone."
"I'm guessing you were there to comfort him?" Anna asked.
"Yes, I put my hand on his and then these urges kicked in." Elsa said.
"Well, I'd say spend some time with him but don't be alone with him if you are worried about your urges." Anna said.
"Thats a good idea." Elsa smiled hugging her sister. "Thank you!"
"Anytime." Anna said returning the hug.
Marcus took a deep breath this was not going to end pretty. Elsa had summoned him to appear to her. Although he technically didn't have to listen to her since he was from a democracy he did it out of common courtesy. He knew he was about to get fire, or in this case ice, shot up his ass for last night. He approached the doors to Elsa's throne room and knocked.
"Enter." He heard her call. Marcus closed his eyes and slowly walked in. He saw Elsa sitting at her throne staring at him.
"You wanted to see me?" He asked knocking over a vase but quickly catching it.
"Yes, I wanted to talk about last night." Elsa said as she got up and moved towards him. She fought with all her will to control her urges.
"I'm sorry if I said something to offend you I just didn't really know what to say." Marcus said. Elsa saw the massive dark bruise on his cheek.
"What happened to you?" Elsa said before remembering it was from the fight.
"Oh this? One of the nicer young arendelle soldiers decided to pelt my face with a rock." Marcus said rubbing his cheek.
"They have been thoroughly punished for their act." Elsa said. "Marcus I need to ask you something."
"Yes?" He asked afraid of what she was going to ask.
"Do you-" Elsa began to say before courage failed her. "Want to have dinner with me tonight?"
"Dinner sounds nice." Marcus said. "Should I just come here?"
"Actually, I was hoping we could go out into the city somewhere." Elsa said twirling her braid.
"That sounds nice but I don't think they will accept U.S money here." Marcus said.
"It will be pre-paid." Elsa said.
"No no, the guy is supposed to pay!" Marcus protested. "Isn't there a currency exchange here?"
"Yes, it is just outside the blacksmiths office to the right on seventh street." Elsa said.
"And I have no idea where that is at." Marcus said getting a giggle out of Elsa.
"Just walk out of the castle and take a left." Elsa said.
"Thanks but isn't the guy supposed to ask the girl to dinner?" Marcus asked smugly.
"Oh very well." Elsa rolled her eyes.
"Queen Elsa, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" Marcus asked bowing in a mock royal accent.
"What an ass." Elsa said to herself giggling. She wasn't just referring to his behavior. He did have a nice behind.
"What time?" Marcus asked.
"I finish my meetings at six today." Elsa said.
"Ill be here at six then!" Marcus said backing up and knocking over the vase this time breaking it. "Oh shit! I can fix that!"
"Not to worry, it was from Weselton who we are no longer associated with." Elsa smiled.
"Okay well then see ya at six." He nervously laughed as he bolted out. God he was so adorable when he was nervous. It was going to be a nice night.
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Note: As I said before, this story is going to take a religious turn. I do not participate in premarital sex nor do I condemn it. But this does take place in the 19th century when sex was saved for marriage.