Hey guys! I thought I'd just post another paragraph since i got quite alot of views quickly on the last one!
Disclaimer - I don't own Frozen or any of it's characters (although I wish I did!). I only own my OC's that are to be introduced later in the story.
The only thing she could hear was a constant thumping noise that seemed to echo throughout her body.
Thump...
Thump...
Thump...
Increasingly becoming louder, the strange sound was then accompanied by the faintest of crashes and bangs in the distance that all of a sudden, burst out in a fury of raging uproar. It all sounded too familiar, yet she couldn't quite place a finger on it. Not long after, a spectrum of blue exploded into her vision, completely dismissing the other noises to the furthest part of the Queen's mind. The center of the outburst began to twist and contort into to tall and all to familiar figures, two smaller ones beside them. It was strange really, the smallest humanised swirling of fog almost looked like a young Anna, and the slightly taller one reminded her of...
herself...
This was indeed confirmed when she realised that two misting spirals were emerging from her hands, but it all came to a stop too quickly... With yet another deafening crash, the family of 4 huddled together, the parents shielding their children from the terrors of the outside world... The parents...
Their parents...
Former King and Queen Adgar and Idun, were protecting a young Elsa and Anna from the Great European War. The war took place when the girls were no older than seven years of age and, while the royal family managed to survive, many didn't make it that day. The last thing to take place was a horde of flaming arrows heading toward the terrified group, before everything dissolved into thin air, and weeping could be heard.
It almost sounded like Anna's weeping, but her cloaked body had long ago dissipated. Wait...
That was Anna's weeping.
At the realisation, Elsa's eyes jolted open, only to see a sobbing young princess staring directly at her, sat in the middle of a completely Iced-over sleeping chamber. She wiped several beads of sweat off of her forehead, but... Elsa never sweat, even in the most hostile of heat, she was the Snow Queen of course!
"Elsa!" Anna yelled, before breaking into a fit of sobs on her older sister's shoulder.
"Anna, what happened? Why did.. this happen?!" She gestured to the entire room.
"Well..." Anna began, taking her time to compose herself. "I was heading to your room to bring you a tray of food since you missed dinner, but when I got there, you... I..." She stuttered. Elsa placed a comforting hand on the younger's shoulder, signaling for her to continue.
"When I got there, you were unconscious on the floor with a red envelope in your hand and the letter opener not far away, but the letter was nowhere to be seen." Anna glanced at the Queen's desk where, sure enough, a crimson red envelope sat above all other papers.
"Then... You... started to mutter. I don't know what you said specifically, but I made out the words... Mama and Papa..."
At this, the ruler's skin drained until it was paler than her own snow.
"And... how did I manage to completely freeze the room?" Elsa asked while inspecting her walls, cleared of the wallpaper's intricate designs.
"Oh yea. Um, when I tried to lift you up to put you in bed, you kinda dug your fingers into the carpet and, froze the entire room... yea."
"So how did you get me into bed then?" Elsa asked with a sense of curiosity in her voice, that did not go un-detected by Anna.
"Uh, I lifted you up a-"
"Wait, you're THAT strong?!"
Anna raised an eyebrow. "Well lets face it Elsa, you don't way much more than a feather, do you now?"
"... I suppose not." She answered with a blushing smile.
Then, something caught her eye. A small, red paper corner sticking out from beneath her wardrobe. 'That letter...`
"Hello? Elsa?"
"Huh?" She answered and regained her posture.
"I said are you coming to supper? We've got five minutes before most of the servants head to their quarters."
The Queen thought back to the letter. "Yes, i'll be down in a minute. Just let me make myself decent."
"Okay then! See you in a minute sis!" Anna beamed and rushed into the Grand Hall.
Elsa shuffled out of her bed and over to her dresser, shaking as she picked up the corner of the paper with her fingertips.
"Here goes nothing." She said aloud before continuing to read the entire letter and taking time to process it.
'Dear Queen Elsa,
I am sure you are certain that after the recent events that occured in your precious country, I was not easily dealt with by anyone. I was spat on, kicked, cut with blades, tied up and scolded and forever despised by even my own family, just to name a few cases.` Elsa's stomach churned and nearly caused her to vomit, but she carried on with her reading. 'You did this. you and your prissy little sister. I will make you pay Queen Elsa, Oh I will, which is why I have declared war between the Southern Isles and Arendelle. Do not try to attack us, for we have gained forces that nothing in this entire world could ever cease. I awate further action, your Majesty. Your move.
H.I. `
'Oh no...` Elsa thought to herself. How would she tell Anna that her ex-Fiancee was declaring war on Arendelle? She had no idea, but she made herself as presentable as possible and headed down for supper.
The Queen didn't speak a word through her meal, nor did she eat anything, unlike her sister who chomped more than she thought possible. "What's wrong Elsa? You haven't touched your chocolate!"
In front of her lay a huge bowl of specially imported belgian chocolates that would usually have never lasted long enough for her to savour them, but she had completely lost her appetite due to the letter from earlier.
"I'm just not feeling myself right now. I think I'll retire to bed." She stated as she stood and trudged to her bedroom. Anna and Kristoff simply shrugged at each other and finished their own meals in silence. Anna wouldn't tell, but she was worried about Elsa. What with that scenario earlier, she had every right to be, but she could tell there was more behind the closed door of Her sister's room.
Meanwhile, the queen lay bundled up in a mass of silk-woven blankets, thinking silently to herself. 'How will I tell Anna?`, were her last thoughts before sleep succumbed her into it's wrath.
So, I'm a little more confident in this paragraph than the last. Just a quickie since I just couldn't keep away! :P
Thanks for reading!
- Emily
