"Jack! What happens if I lose control!?" I exclaimed, "I might hurt someone," I gulped. "Or worse."
"You'll be fine, you just need to stay calm." Jack said.
He had been my best friend since we were little, ever since the accident. 11 years of being locked up inside the frosted, cold walls that I called home and I still didn't feel ready for this. Through all these years, even Jack still didn't know about my powers. Everyone considered him as just my imaginary friend, but I knew he was real. I tried explaining it to my mother and Father before they passed on but they only thought I was insane. He hadn't really been inside my home before; I had always come up with clever ways to sneak out at night to meet him in the woods.
"Will you stay with me?" I asked him, not realizing how afraid I sounded until the words fell out.
"Always," He replied.
"Will they be able to see you?" I asked in return.
"Only those who believe can truly see me." He said in a slow, relaxing voice. I knew that he was only trying to comfort me, but deep down I could sense worry, and i knew what he was worried about- me.
He stood staring out my window towards the woods, picking the frost off the pane. I fell back onto my bed in a heap and let out a sigh.
"I wish I could just leave," I said under my breath. Jack tilted his head in my direction.
"Leave?" He repeated as he leaped across the room and landed on top of one of the posts on my bed. He stared down at me with stormy gray eyes, his eyebrows drew together slowly.
"Why would you want to leave? You have this whole kingdom to rule, starting today." Jack said, as if ruling a kingdom was the best thing in the whole world.
"Ugh, don't remind me," I said sluggishly as I rolled over.
"Elsa." Jack said.
He hopped down next to me and rested a pale, cold hand on my back. He slid it up towards my neck and leaned in.
"Jack-" I tried to say but he cut me off with a downright kiss on the lips. As soon as we made contact, I jerked away and stared at him for a moment before dashing out of the room.
I fled down the bright, vivid hallways. Maids and butlers were carrying dishes-salad plates, to be exact. They wished me a happy coronation day, tears streaming down my face. I was so confused- Why did he kiss me? Has Jack liked me all along? And if he hasn't, when did he start liking me? I planned to escape out the ballroom- but I didn't really get too far with my plan. As I turned into the large, overcrowded ballroom, trumpets sounded in my honor.
I looked around in horror. There was no escape. People stood everywhere, applauding and welcoming me as their new queen.
"Congratulations, Queen Elsa," A stocky older man knelt down.
With a frazzled look still on my face, I had no other choice but to put on a show. One wrong move…. and everyone will know. But it's only for today, I shakily told myself. I took a deep breath and put on a regal smile.
"Subjects, people of Arendale," I felt my throat lock up. "I'm uh- very excited to be here. I'm uh- looking forward to serving as your queen."
I looked around for my frosty, white haired miracle to appear. To rescue me from this awful, terrifying moment. But I couldn't see him. The people looked on eagerly, waiting for me to say something.
I started to hear whispers undulating throughout the wavering crowd. A thin, pale girl with long, jet-black hair and watery blue eyes whispered to her mother, a beautiful red haired queen in a flowing lavender dress.
With my frazzled look reappearing, I tried to curtsy as gracefully as I could.
"Thank you." I spoke the two words quietly and quickly, causing the crowd to return to their evening chat with normalcy.
The young maiden walked over. I could see she was much more beautiful up close, with glowing skin and a large smile. She tried but curtsy but wasn't graceful enough and lost grip on one of the sides of her pink satin dress. She gave me a fearful look, then turned back to her mother. The gorgeous woman nodded slightly, encouraging the young lady to go on. She turned back to me and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Melody." She spoke nervously, but with undivided confidence.
"Queen Elsa, pleased to make your acquaintance." I smiled with what I hoped looked convincing, seeing as it was the last of my abilities.
A tall, dark-haired man with a golden crown atop his black locks, baring great resemblance to Melody. He gripped the red haired woman's arm tightly as the pair walked carefully over to me.
"Greetings, Queen Elsa. " He said with a bow, the woman with a curtsy. "I'm King Eric." He smiled, revealing shiny white teeth and a perfect smile.
"This is my wife, and queen, Ariel." The woman smiled slightly and nodded her delicate head. "We would like to offer our condolences for your loss." A moment of silence passed between them.
"We also would like to offer a seafood trade with Arendale, seeing as our way of law is similar." He said smiling, as he looked nervously towards his wife. She frowned and placed her head in her hands.
I could tell that there was some something going on about seafood between them, so I decided to break the awkward silence.
"Thank you, I will take your offer into high account." I smiled for believability.
King Eric and Queen Ariel curtsied and bowed once again, wandering off to join their daughter.
A tall, beefy, auburn haired man bounced over, along with his furious looking wife. She was rather petite, with extravagantly long dark brown hair tied back into two pigtails held together by golden threads. Her dark green robe complimented her serious and stern looks.
Her husband wore a long, dark, bearskin cape with a green plaid kilt that was held together by a thick, leather belt.
"Your Majesteh!" The thick man bellowed in a strong, foreign, accent. "The name be King Fargus!" He reached out to shake my hand, just as I realized.
I wasn't wearing any gloves.