Elsa paced around the garden, thinking. Thinking about nothing actually. She just lets her mind wander off… when suddenly a picture of Hans pops into her head.
That very image made her jump out of her skin, making frost cover the grass around her. What in the world was that? The picture lingered in her mind… It was Hans, still seeming like a prince… not a maniac who wanted to take over the kingdom...
It was coronation day… And for the first time in forever, the gates are open. Wanting to finally see the outside world, and trying to ease her mind, she stepped outside into the cool air. Elsa glanced around… there were boats all lined up near the harbor. She took a deep breath. Conceal… She asked the nearest guard for a horse. Don't feel… She tried her best not to create a path of ice behind her as she rode towards the great sea. Don't let them know… She jumped off her horse and smoothed her dress. In the corner of her eye, she saw a man… Smiling… A bit muscular… This seemed odd to her, looking at a complete stranger. He looked her way… But there was no one there… Elsa had just managed to jump onto her horse and was galloping towards the castle just before he saw her… She sighed. Make one wrong move and everyone will know…
The flashback felt so real to her. She even felt the cool air around her… heard the sound of the waves… She knew that in her whole life, she will never be able to forget that smile…
And she didn't want to.
Author's note: Sorry that this chapter was a bit short. But, hey, anxiety always makes the story better, right? Comments and feedback always appreciated.