Author's Note: Hi, guys. So, I have a couple announcements before I get to the chapter. First, I will be posting late next week. I work in the morning Saturday, so I won't be posting until the evening (at least for those who are reading this is America). But basically, expect the next chapter about six hours later than usual. Second, I wanted to personally thank all the people who are been giving great reviews from the beginning of the story: Megan Lyle (Guest) and Shawn Raven particularly. Thank you to both of you for sticking with this story for so long and for everyone who has taken the time to review. So, with no further discussion, let's get to the chapter!

15. Crazy

"Cut through the heart, cold and clear. Strike for love and strike for fear."

—Frozen, Ice Harvesters

It took Elsa nearly two hours to pry herself away from her guests and make her way upstairs. She was sure Anna must think she had forgotten her promise, but Elsa was as resolved as ever to clear up this misunderstanding and bring about her sister's happiness. On the way up the stairs, she ran into Kristoff, who was also coming up. He looked as if he, like her, had just been through an ordeal.

"Kristoff!" Elsa approached her soon-to-be brother-in-law. "Did you just return?"

Kristoff panted, looking a bit panicked. It didn't suit his usually sarcastic, calm self. Instead of answering her question, he exclaimed, "Is it true that Anna thinks I and Bao are…are seeing each other?"

Elsa took him by the arm, holding him steady. "Kristoff, calm down. It is a misunderstanding. I just found out myself, and I am going to explain things to Anna."

Despite her words, he did not calm down. He seemed both angry and worried. "I will not calm down! How could she think something like that? I would never do something like that to hurt Anna. I love her! She must know that!"

Her grip tightened on his arm. "Listen to me, Kristoff. She is extremely stressed out because of this wedding. She may not show it, but she hasn't been sleeping well since many of the guests began to arrive. Her mind is dulled from lack of sleep and stress. Anna isn't thinking straight."

"I have to talk to her." He tried to move up the stairs, but Elsa yanked on his arm to keep him back. He was far too emotional to talk to anyone tonight.

"Kristoff, go to bed. You are distraught, and the last thing Anna needs to deal with now is someone who is distraught. Go to bed. I will take care of everything. Talk to Anna in the morning. Alright?"

Kristoff paused, eyeing Elsa. "You'll talk to her?"

Elsa nodded. "Don't worry. I know you wouldn't do anything like that. Just let me talk to my sister. Right now, she may be too upset to listen to you." She patted his arm. "It's going to be alright."

Kristoff didn't look convinced nor did he look calm, but he took her orders without complaint and headed to his bedroom.

Watching him go with his shoulders down and hair messy nearly broke her heart. Once he was out of sight, Elsa hurried upstairs, even more determined than ever to talk to Anna.

The halls upstairs were empty as she traversed them, mostly because either the guests were asleep or they were still downstairs. The chilled air calmed Elsa's nerves. She liked the cold. She always had. Its gentle touch against her cheek gave her peace against all the torments and hurt in the world. Its coldness gave her warmth. Her dinner dress was thin, but the cold didn't bother her. Her blue gloves almost felt out of place in this comfortable place.

She was just turning down the hallway towards Anna's room when a hand grabbed her wrist and she was pulled into a room she had just past. The moment the hand touched her, she felt an electric force faintly through her glove and knew instantly who had grabbed her.

After pulling her into the room, Hadyn turned on her, releasing her hand.

Elsa was too startled to react immediately, as she was suddenly aware of their location. It appeared they were inside a bedroom, which she could only assume to be the guest bedroom he was staying in.

Trying to stay calm, Elsa asked, "What are you doing?"

Hadyn ignored her question, and she was shocked for a moment to see literal smoke coming off his shoulders. It took her a moment to realize he was not on fire and that it was simply his powers. Having experienced random spikes in her ice power when she was distraught, Elsa could relate to what he was going through. However, she was unsure what caused him to be this way, considering he had always proven to have an able hand on his powers.

"Why were you with Jain?" Hadyn demanded.

Elsa blinked. "Oh, you mean your cousin. I ran into him in the garden and we walked into dinner together. You never told me you had a cousin."

Hadyn took a step closer to her. "What did he say to you?"

She wasn't sure how to react, having never seen Hadyn quite this passionate. "Why do you ask?"

Before she could move, Hadyn took another step forward and grabbed her arms. "Did he say anything about me?"

Elsa leaned back, trying to distance herself from him as electric sparks went between them. However, Hadyn didn't loosen his grip at all. Jain's words about his cousin came back to Elsa's mind: Be cautious. He can be dangerous at times. I suppose he hasn't told you how many people he has killed.

"Why does it matter?" Elsa asked cautiously. She was beginning to believe Jain. There was something very terrifying about Hadyn. She wasn't scared of him herself, but perhaps that was because of her powers. If anyone else saw him as he was now, she would expect it would be terrifying.

"Answer my question!" Hadyn's voice rose.

Elsa tried to wench herself out of his grasp, but his steel grip kept firm. "Let me go! I have no inclination to answer your questions, especially when we are standing in such an inappropriate position."

Hadyn didn't seem perturbed. "I'm warning you, Elsa, stay away from my cousin. He's dangerous."

"Strange. He said the same thing about you."

"He's lying."

"Really?" Elsa felt angrier. "So, you deny that you've killed people?"

Hadyn's face clouded over and he was rendered silent. However, he did not deny it.

Elsa felt his grip slacken a bit and took the chance to wench her hands away. "Look, I don't care. You are nothing to me but a guest. Once Anna's wedding is over, you will be gone. What you have done in your life is none of my business."

She moved around him towards the open door, but he grabbed her hand as she passed. Not looking at him, she froze.

"Do you hate me that much?" His anger seemed to have dissipated and now his voice simply sounded tired.

Elsa's hand clenched in a fist. "I…I didn't say that."

"Then can't you?"

She could hear him turn behind her, but she didn't move. "What? You want me to hate you?" That didn't make any sense.

"I prefer you being angry at me than indifferent. Hate me. Loathe me. But please, don't say you don't care."

Elsa pursed her lips, but didn't say anything. Confusion flooded her brain. What was she feeling? It was so difficult to tell. She felt numb, but no indifferent.

In a swift move, Hadyn tugged on her hand and forced her to face him. She looked straight in his red eyes. The smoke had ceased, which must be a good sign, but the intensity in his eyes was still there.

"What are you doing to me?" He asked.

Elsa blinked. "I'm not doing anything to you."

Hadyn reached up and touched her cheek. Luckily, he was wearing gloves as well, but she still felt the electric current.

"You are driving me crazy," he whispered.

"Elsa!"

Elsa jumped at her name being called from down the hall. Hadyn's hand fell from her cheek, but he continued to watch her. She recognized her sister's voice. Refusing to look Hadyn in the eye as she felt a blush creep to her pale cheeks, Elsa turned and rushed out of the room.

In the hallway, she spotted her sister rushing towards her. Anna looked like she had been crying. Elsa tried to calm herself from the incident with Hadyn.

"Anna? What's wrong?" Elsa asked.

Anna didn't pause as she rushed past Elsa towards her room. As she went by, Anna grabbed her sister's hand and pulled her after her. The two girls didn't say anything until they were inside Anna's bedroom and she had shut the door behind her.

When they were alone, Anna turned to her sister. "I'm breaking off the wedding."