The sound of heels clicking resounded down the dark hallway. The church was old, with many rooms and corridors. There were no lights in the cold stone halls, save for the odd torch, which at this time would not be lit.
Elsa had grown used to the dark, used to the isolation and empty feeling of the huge building.
The clicking of her heels stopped, as she paused in her steady pace at the sound of voices talking in the chapel.
"We can't bring her here. The entire reason we brought her sister here was to keep them apart"
"Where else does the child have to go? They have no other relatives"
With a heavy sigh another, deeper, voice broke into the quiet argument, and no other opinions were given. Of course Elsa knew why, as she recognized the voice as that of the head priest.
"Unfortunately there are no other options. We will take the child"
Slowly, and without a sound, Elsa turned around the corner, hand resting lightly on the wall in a relaxed manner, but sharp eyes piercing the backs of the two church workers who had been idly arguing amongst themselves.
The head priest noticed her after a moment, hist calm brown eyes regarding her carefully. The other two seemed to notice his gaze, turning around to meet Elsa's cold stare. They flinched slightly, and Elsa almost scoffed. She didn't think anyone ever would get used to her and her more... Dark, shall we say? Aura.
She took a couple steps forward, dark skirt swishing back and forth with each step, the length grazing the ground and hiding her polished shoes when she stopped.
"What could it have been, that you gentlemen were talking about?" She spoke, tone low and unemotional, yet somehow curious.
The head priest's eyes closed for a moment, making him look as if the question had pained him to hear, but they reopened and his expression returned to that of a calm, kind old man. He waved the other two away, they obliged and left in opposite directions. Once the two were alone, the tall old man closed the distance between himself and Elsa, leaving only a foot of personal space and gaining a slightly disgusted look from Elsa. Though the girl didn't backup, choosing rather to stand her ground, as was usual of her behaviour.
"Elsa" The priest's tone was quiet and kind, Elsa never had liked it, as it made her feel as if she needed to be handled with delicacy... As if everyone tiptoed around her out of fear. Oh well though, she had been living with it, and could live with it. They wanted something to fear, give it to them. They would do it anyway, whether she did or not.
He continued on, speaking carefully "There had been an accident. Your parents will no longer be coming to visit you each month"
Elsa's face remained void of emotion, though inside, her heart was screaming.
After letting this information sink in for a moment, the priest moved on to explain the portion of the conversation of which Elsa had overheard from around the corner.
"Your sister, Anna, is now in need of legal guardianship. The church will be taking her"
Elsa's eyes widened only slightly, then narrowed considerably.
"You fools think you can take care of another one of us, when you cannot even handle me?"
Her tone didn't seem to affect the man at all, only serving to irk her further. She turned sharply on her heel, shoes clacking as she took a few steps and stopped. She turned her head only slightly, so that the old man could see but one icy blue orb shooting ice in his direction.
A visible shiver went down his spine as the room grew extremely cold.
"Do what you want, but don't expect the outcome to be anything less than horrific"
With that, she walked off at a brisk pace, reaching her room and walking in, a dark shadow slamming the door behind her. Once the door was closed and she heard the lock click into place, Elsa sank to her knees. Snickers and cackles surrounded her, the hand covering her face spread it's fingers so that one eye could show through, staring darkly at a corner of the room.
"The fools"