I knew I wouldn't get up that icy mountain walking so I decided to take my chances flying low, even with the strong wind of the Alps. Strangely, the more I pulled away from Arendelle's downtown the less strict the blizzard seemed. I started to wonder how I would find an alleged fugitive queen in the middle of all that snow when I came across a – an incredible and impressive and simply unbelievable – castle made of ice.
I coundn't help getting totally awestruck with it's structure. It simply was the most beautiful and perfect ice sculpture I've ever seen on my life. I touched the railing of the stairs, as if I was trying to convince myself it was real. Then I jumped until I got to the entrance porch, still bending over backwards to see the top of the castle.
- WOW! – I whistled – I so need one of those!
The great Castle doors opened seconds before I could touch it. I raised an eyebrow for an instance, sneaking a look inside with curiosity. The place was even more incredible on the inside, and I couldn't help the impressed smile that was coming to my face.
- My goodness. – I said, turning around myself, almost tripping over my feet, trying to get a panoramic view from the place. – I don't even know if I can do something like that.
On that thought I felt my stomach roll. The truth is that I explored very little of my powers ever since I became Jack Frost. During the battle against Pitch I found out I was capable of much more than I thought, but I didn't know If my power could reach such dimensions. Whoever build this castle has such an impressive power.
"What do you want here? "
A softly voice echoed through the wide icy walls. And, at first, I thought it wasn't coming anywhere. Automatically, I wielded my staff with both hands, putting myself in attack position and preparing for anything. I searched the place with my eyes, expecting for any type of movement.
- Can anyone see me? – I said, much more because of my own surprise than properly turning to someone in particular. – My name is Jack Frost. I… Actualy, I came here to look for someone known as Queen Elsa. I wanted to talk to her.
After what felt a long silence, I was about to try to call the voice that once answered me when I finally saw a reflected movement on one of the walls; turned in the opposite direction, looking to the balcony above the stairs.
And I was completely speechless.
- I know who you are, Jack Frost. – She said.
Beautiful as an ice sculpture. Her movements seemed to glow as if snowflakes reflected the
sun's glare all around her. Her ivory skin and the cold look in those eyes made me stand still, as well as her icy and cutting voice.
- You're in the presence of Queen Elsa from Arendelle. – And then that beautiful expression turned into a rigid look of judgment and disapproval. – And you doesn't look like someone who only came to talk.
After my conversation with fear, yes, fear itself, the pure fear, I realized I was on it's hands. Completely. I found out that, somewhere around the world there were somebody – I didn't know if this was the correct term to use, he was some sort of guardian – that could do the same as I: control ice.
I don't know the whole story, I wasn't in a position to ask or bargain for information; however, it seemed that, hum, let's say, there were unfinished business among fear and this person, the one who was called Jack Frost. Apparently, Pitch's plan was waking up the fear inside of me so I could attract Jack to Arendelle. And, apparently, it worked, because, from what Pitch said, he was coming over here right now.
Pitch also said that I needed to believe on Jack, that was the only way I was able to see him, so he gave me a brief of Jack's physical characteristics and also a brief history of him. I didn't know him very well, only what my mind could make up, but thinking about Anna made me strong enough to believe.
My so-called "mission", or duty, or whatever you want to call it – I like to call it blackmail -
was, somehow, get close to him, find out his weaknesses and attack, defeating him and taking him to Pitch's lare, where Anna would be. In summary, destroy him, inside out, but I wasn't allowed to give him the final straw – that was Pitch's task.
A low blow wich I would extremely against, if not for the circumstances.
I'm not the best person in the world when it comes about friendship, since I've been locked on the castle almost my whole life, and, most of the time, in my room. Much more than I could remember, less than I wished I could forgot.
I denied my sister's company for trough all these years. Oh, Anna. So sweet, so loyal. I was going to rescue her. Even if tooks an innocent's death.
I could deal my conscience later.
I put my hand over my chest, next to the heart, as if I wanted to push away all of the pain and bad thoughts this situation was putting me through; as if I wanted to tell myself I was doing the right thing.
"I'm sorry, Jack". I thought.
I haven't had much time to think about other stuff, though, because I've heard the castle's door opening.
He walked into the room in a light way, he also seemed speechless, completely incredulous at my creation.
He was diferente from everything I expected: a playful and mischievous look on his eyes, although concerned. He was handsome, in a different way; it looked like cold itself had blessed him. He had a silver hair and blue eyes, like a lake. His physical characteristics seemed to match what Pitch told me, but it wasn't even 10 percent close from the boy who was in front of me.
My heart skipped an involuntary beat. I was facing the person who could save Anna. One life's for another.
However, now that he was standing in front of me, it doesn't seem that easy to destroy him. Now he was real.
I hid behind a pillar, cleared my throat and tried to sound as indiferente as possible, although I knew my body was cold. And it wasn't because of the ice around me.
- What do you want here? – I said.
He looked everywhere, every corner, still looking speechless, but recovered in time and got into an offensive position, some sort of staff in his hands.
- Can anyone see me? – He said. – My name is Jack Frost. I… Actually, I came here looking for someone known as Queen Elsa. I wanted to talk to her.
I wonder why someone couldn't see him. He was very clear to me. So he wanted to see me. He knew who I was. At that moment I wondered if Pitch hadn't attracted him over here as a form of mutual destruction. Fear ran through my spine. I breathed in, deeply. It wasn't the time to lose control, attack him and ruin everything. I tried to look as controlled as possible. Clenched my hands and showed up on the balcony.
- I know who you are, Jack Frost. – I said, not quite sure of the strength in my voice.
And, once again, he looked speechless. I tried to look at him with as much coldness as possible, wich wasn't hard, when it comes to my history.
- You're in the presence of Queen Elsa from Arendelle. – And then that beautiful expression turned into a rigid look of judgment and disapproval. – And you doesn't look like someone who only came to talk.
n/a: Hello, everyone! Wow, they finally met! I was so excited to uptade this chapter! I hope y'all liked. I tried to summon chapter 5 and 6 into one in efforts to make it look bigger ( I hope you like it that way). Please review this chapter or feel free to e-mail me about what you think, it would really help me to get better for you guys. It doesn't matter if you hate it, just let me know why, ok ? I love you guys, see you soon. Xo, Marina.