I gazed at burning castle, sighing in disbelief. I rubbed off the number on my hand and wrote a zero. Zero days without an accident. I turned around when I felt a familiar hand on shoulder.
"I'm so sorry daddy."I said, hugging him tight. He chuckled.
"It's alright Lillian my darling. We can rebuild the castle."he said, gesturing to the stone that has been on stand by.
"Any casualties?"I asked. He shook his head and I smiled in relief.
"Dad, it's getting harder to control it."I said, rubbing my hand, showing him the sparks.
"Sparks? That's new."he said. I nodded and watched the workers pull the rocks up the hill to the castle. I sighed. I hated making them work so hard. This was the third time this year. I was thoroughly depressed.
"Well, don't worry darling. You're going on tour this summer to visit your potential suitors."he said, pulling on a list. It literally had like six names. I sighed in frustration and the floor started burning. I groaned as dad started to stomp it out.
"Calm down."he said. I nodded and sat down, counting to ten. Deep breaths. Relax.
"Dad, I need to get away to control my powers before I meet any suitors."I told him seriously. He looked at me and sighed.
"Let's get your bags packed."he said. I smiled and hugged him.
"Where am I going?"I asked.
"Arendelle."he replied.