Chapter 2
Jack Frost
'Get her out of your head,' I think, soaring along the night sky. 'She thinks you're a monster. And if she didn't, she would've broken the globe by now. It pointless.'
I float down, sitting down on a dark branch.
"Why? Why send me someone who can see me, if they hate me? Not just that, but she's just like me," I question, my eyes looking up at the Man in the Moon. He's obviously laughing at my foolishness now.
'What a mess you're in, Jack. Falling in-'
"No," I declare out loud.
'You haven't seen her in years. Not since your promise to the Man in the Moon. She's definitely changed.'
I close my eyes, attempting to quite my thoughts.
I drift off to sleep, only to be awoken by the bright summer sun.
'I'll just pay a visit to her. Just to make sure she didn't lose that snow globe,' I decide.
I jump off my branch, letting the wind pick me up. I don't feel the stomach dropping speed of the winter wind. Instead, the humidity just picks me up and floats me along.
"Come on winter, come soon. I'm tempted to turn this summer early," I mutter to no one in particular.
The palace rises up on the horizon, and I can't suppress the excitement rising in my stomach.
Elsa's balcony towers above, it's shadow enveloping me. I twirl my hands, producing a snowball. I throw it over the landing to her window and explodes on impact.
I sigh, waiting for her to come.
'She knows it's you. She just doesn't want to see you.'
I'm just about to throw another snowball when I hear her window slide open.
"Hello? Anybody out there?" she calls, her sad eyes lighting up with curiosity.
I stand there for a second, admiring the sunlight glinting in her hair.
'Snap out of it. She answered your call. Now talk to her,' I urge myself.
I jump up, letting my staff carry me the rest of the way.
"Jack?" surprise seeps through her voice. She fidgets and tugs on a pair of blue silk gloves.
"The one and only," I reply, bowing. I can tell this bothers her, but I felt it was necessary.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well I... I guess-"
A knock on Elsa's door prevents me from finishing my sentence.
"Stay out here, please," she requests. I then realize that she doesn't know she's the only one who can see me.
A tearful maid stands at the doorway, and I'm tempted to see what's so upsetting. But, it's Elsa, and I want to respect her privacy.
I step back and admire her view of the royal gardens. The flowers are in full bloom, a wild burst of color on a green setting. The regal mountains complete the picture.
"Jack," Elsa starts.
I turn in surprise. I didn't hear her come outside.
"Jack, my parents-they...their ship sank. There were n-no survivors," at this, she collapses into tears. Her eyes said a look of pure pain and despair.
"Were you close with them?" I inquire, unsure of how to comfort her.
"They were the only ones who knew about my curse. Anna once did, but something happened, and they thought it was best I withdraw myself."
"Elsa. You don't understand. What you have is a gift," I sigh.
"No. It's a curse," she growls. I glance at her fisted hands, the gloves frozen. The power seems to radiate off of her, sending sharp wind through the gardens, turning the bursts of color to bursts of white.
"You should go, Jack, and never come back. You only make me worse, and I think it'd be better if I figured this out on my own," she says, the tears pouring from her heartbroken eyes.
My heart seems to stop, sinking through the floor. I'm baffled that anyone with an opportunity to be seen and loved by anyone and everybody would push them away.
"Fine," I say. "But keep the snow globe, you might need it someday," I decide when I see her icy hands reach into her pocket.
"Please go. Please," Elsa turns and runs into her room, her feet leaving a trail of frost behind her.
I close my eyes and let the now cold wind sweep me away, my heart feeling like it was ripped in two.