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Sorry the delay, there was a two day celebration in my house and with so many people I couldn't write and I did extra hours in my job.
Katarina Aguilar, Gracie, Nico Di Angelo101, I prefer food and more guests please be patience. For now I will show how Linus get obsessed with Elsa, but don't worry Jack is coming! –around chapter 5; again , please be patience.
English is not my first language, please pardon my mistakes.
Disclaimer: 'Frozen' & 'Rise of the Guardians' are not from my property.
This fic was inspired on the Disney song "Hellfire".
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YOU BELONG WITH ME
She is the one that I adore
Queen of my silent suffocation
Five more letters were sent and rejected Linus was getting more and more upset and frustrated because of this. What does he have to do to be accepted? Maybe there was something wrong with him. He started to work harder on the kingdom's economics, getting better deals; he practiced harder his technics on battle, fistfight and equitation; and he learned and studied the situations of the nearest kingdoms of Tallak, especially Arendelle.
His musculature was built up due the time he spent training. His shoulders were broader and chest was harder than they used to be. He was now a little bit more muscular than his friend. Linus thought that if he was better in everything, King Maurice will considerer him as worthy of his daughter's hand.
Since the last rejection letter arrived, everything Linus did was with the goal of get Elsa's hand in marriage. He fought against the bravest men and haunted the most dangerous beasts. The Kingdom of Tallak and other lands proclaimed him as a Hero. Words of his greatest feats reached Arendelle as he planned; but again, his request was denied.
"Damn it!" he threw the papers, leather books, ink and feathers to the floor. His fists hit the desk.
"Linus, what's wrong?" asked concerned his father when he entered the office and saw the mess Linus did.
"King Maurice rejected me. Again!" he ripped the letter.
"Linus, I believe is time for you to consider other girls to marry and stop this whim you have for the Princess of Arendelle." Said the King when Linus calmed down.
"What are you saying?" said Linus disbelief. "Elsa is not a whim. I love her!" shouted.
"Son, what you feel for her is not love; it's just an infatuation and it's getting out of control. I'm worried for you." The king left.
He was really worried for his son but he didn't know how to help him. If his dear Ariadne were alive, she would know what to do, what to say to peace Linus' tormented soul. At the beginning he was happy that his son showed interest in someone but she was obviously not interested in his son, and Linus seemed not to get that. But he had to find a solution to save his son from himself. In the last meeting with the council, they mentioned that it was time for the Crown Prince to engage to assure a marriage and a future heir. Maybe if Linus meets someone else who reciprocates his avenges, he will forget about Elsa of Arendelle.
King Andor found the solution for the problem: a ball to look for the future wife of his son.
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Linus slammed the door loudly. He was pissed off. After all the hard work he did, after all his efforts to impress King Maurice; nothing was valuated. He just wanted to drown his sorrow in alcohol, to break and tear everything on his way. He fixed his eyes on Elsa's portrait and all his anger disappeared.
"Tell me what do I need to do? What am I doing wrong?" he spoke to the portrait. "I swear that it doesn't matter what I have to do, you and I will be together."
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The King's proposition to host a ball in order for the Prince to find a suitable fiancé was welcomed by the council. Not so much for said prince. The invitations were sent and Elsa of Arendelle wasn't invited. Linus was really mad for this but had to stay in silent; he spent all the afternoon in the battlefield training. At the evening, Markkus was waiting recharged on his door. He had a mischievous grin on his face.
"I got something for you" said. He took out an envelope from his satchel.
"What is it?"
"The Official Invitation for the Ball to Princess Elsa of Arendelle."
Linus smiled. Markkus, his loyal friend did it again. He was always taking care of things that bothered him and finding solutions to Linus' dilemmas.
"I paid to one of those old men that are writing these stuff. Now, all that we need to do it's to send it to Arendelle."
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The night of the Ball came. Everyone in palace was preparing every detail for the ball and the Council was anxious, especially the King itself. Linus was the most anxious person in the ballroom.
Princesses and the daughters of the richest men were arriving and were presented to him. He was standing in front of everyone bowing respectfully to every girl that was announced. They were dressed in their best clothes and bearing their finest jewels, looking at him coquettishly. The king noted that Linus wasn't paying attention to any of the princesses. He noted how he gazed to the door, like if he was expecting something or someone…
Then the King knew what his son probably did. He closed his eyes defeated and also waited for her to arrive. For the sake of his son, he hoped that she'd arrive or Linus would be devastated.
The night elapsed. Various princesses noted how annoyed the Prince Linus seemed to be by their presence. Most of them stopped their efforts to seduce him. King Andor noted this and felt disappointed. The Ball was about to end and Linus didn't dance with any of the princess he chose and neither Elsa of Arendelle arrived. Linus kept starring at the entry door, still waiting for her.
Cecile was by his side trying to chat with him, she invited him to dance but the only thing he did was to drink wine and stared the door. He seemed furious and all the guests noticed it, they were whispering behind his back but he didn't care. Elsa has to arrive.
He was so distracted that he didn't notice Cecile sneaked discretely outside of the ballroom. Most of the staff was busy serving the guests that the halls of the palace were deserted. She walked through the empty halls to a specific place. Linus' chambers.
It was dark but she knew the way. When she entered to the Prince chambers, the only light it came in was from the moon. The two large windows in front of the king size bed were the only source of light; between them, on the wall there was the portrait that Markkus made to forge for Linus. Cecile gazed to the portrait with a spiteful face. Under it there was a small table with a bouquet of blue lilacs on a crystal vase.
'What do you have that I don't?' thought.
The girl on the paint was blonde; Cecile was too, though Elsa's hair was blonder than Cecile's; she wore her hair in a bun, Cecile preferred to let her hair down to show its waves; her eyes were icy blue and Cecile's were green; her lips were thin and pinky Cecile's were large and pale; and her skin seemed fair but too pale like she was sick, Cecile's was just the right tone. This Elsa was beautiful but Cecile also was. Also, Cecile noticed how the girl on the portrait seemed to have an air of sadness in her gaze.
"What are you doing?" Cecile turned quickly from the mirror to the door, where Markkus was watching her.
"It's just you." Said annoyed.
"What are you doing?" Markkus repeated.
"What are you doing here?"
"I saw you sneaking and decided to follow you." Confessed and noticed how Cecile looked to the painting and herself in the mirror. "Ha, ha. I think I know." He grinned. "Seriously? You were comparing yourself with a painting."
"I was checking the competence."
"That's low for you."
"Don't speak to me so rudely!" she tried to slap him but he caught her hand. "Let me go!" She ordered. Markkus closed his face to hers; their lips were about to meet. "Don't you dare." Said Cecile angry. He kissed her cheek.
"Did you seriously believe I'd kiss you?" Markkus laughed. Cecile was rubbing her cheek; she was blushed for the anger.
"Like if I'd let you. If you ever dare to do something like that again, you're dead!" Pointed to him with indignation. "And the people you claim to know I know they're criminals." She stormed out of the room.
Markkus just laughed a little more. It was fun to taste Cecile, it always was. He knew she never liked him because he was a poor orphan. She used to call him 'Linus' charity'. He stopped laughing when he saw the portrait between the windows. He caught Linus many times talking to it, there were times when he was telling how wonderful their lives would be, sometimes asking for advices, most of the time just relieving the frustrations, but there were times when he was reclaiming why she wasn't trying to reaching him like he was. And that were the times when he didn't recognize his friend.
"You're changing my friend and it doesn't seem like a good chance."
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Lord Johan was in the King's private office. He delivered some papers.
"My King, if you allow me to have a few words with your Majestic."
"Sure."
"It's about Price Linus' engagement." The King sighed.
"Don't remind me. The Ball was a failure."
"I wanted to propose my daughter, Cecile, to marry your highness, Prince Linus."
King Andor considered it. He knew Cecile since she was a little girl and he knew about her growing love for his son. She was an educated lady, respectable woman and beautiful. Linus and she were friends, it'll be matter of time for him to finally love Cecile, but he was sure Cecile could made him get over Elsa of Arendelle.
"I think it's a wonderful idea." King Andor smiled.
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It was Elsa's 18th birthday. The tradition was to host a ball to celebrate it and present Elsa to other royals, in other to receive marriage proposals in the future. But since the incident where Elsa hit Anna with her magic, she was private from all the normal things and experiences she was supposed to have.
A 18th Birthday Ball was out of question; Elsa didn't want one. The simple thought of her surrounded by people who could find out her secret, it freaks her out. So they did what they always did; a simple meal in the dinning room with not hugs, sadly.
Anna gave her a basin bracelet made by her; it was full of different colors that didn't combine at all but it made her happy; it was from Anna. Her father gave her a new book and her mother a pair of earrings that were a family relic. And there was the annual present from Prince Linus of Tallak. After the little celebration, Elsa returned to her room in company of her parents.
"What do you want to show us?" asked her father; he was intrigued. Elsa never asked them to come to her room by her own choice. It was always they whom came to check on her or comfort her.
"Kai, brought me this in the morning. It's from Tallak." She didn't need to say who was the person from Tallak who sent it. She knew her father had conflicted feelings for the Prince of Tallak.
"What is this time?" He said when Elsa signalized to the leather box over her vanity table. "A silk dress, a pair of velvet shoes or a gold ring?"
"Open it." said Elsa and focused her sight to the window and waited for the disaster to come.
He opened the box. Inside there was a necklace with earrings. The necklace had three sapphires; a real big one in the center, with two smaller sapphires to the side and diamonds surrounded every blue stone. The earrings had the same design; they were long with diamonds and a sapphire on the tip. The Queen gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.
"It's from the Crown Jewels!" she said.
There were fine jewels and Crown Jewels; the last ones were made especially to be wore only by the monarchs of a kingdom. And if Prince Linus sent to her daughter such treasure, it was because he wanted something from her; and she knew what he wanted from Elsa. To be his consort.
Elsa closed her eyes when she heard her mother's word. She saw how her father was speechless through her window's reflection. She walked to her nightstand; it was time to throw the real boom.
"This came with it." She extended a letter.
The Queen Jennifer took it. She read the letter and her eyes were wide and looked to her husband with horror.
"He proposed marriage to Elsa." Said out of breath.
"What?!" He took the letter from his wife's hands when she handed it. "How he dared? I didn't give my permission." He said indignant.
"What should I do?" said Elsa with a hint of fear on her voice.
"Don't worry I'll take care of everything." Said the King. He took the present and letter and went out of the room.
"Elsa, Are you sure this is what you want?" asked the Queen. "I told you that if you want to meet him or other people it's ok. I'll support you."
"Thank you, Mother. But the truth is that I don't trust myself with people and the curse." She looked to her gloved hands.
"I understand." Said the Queen before leave the room.
In the Hall, Queen Jennifer let out the breath she held. She was relief that Elsa didn't want to know this Prince from Tallak. At the beginning she saw him as a hope to release Elsa from her self-imprisonment but after so much insistence she noted how the letters passed from formal request to demands to allow him court her daughter, there was something in Prince Linus that didn't like to the Queen and she was glad that her daughter would never interact with him.
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The necklace was returned to Tallak, with no explanations; the return of the Crown Jewel said it all. Prince Linus was rejected once again. When King Andor received the necklace, he was furious that his son acted behind his back. He stormed inside Linus' office.
"Do you send your mother's necklace to Arendelle?!" King Andor demanded to know.
"Yeah, Why?" He kept writing and did not look his father in the eyes.
"I told you! You're engaged with Cecile."
"And I did not agree!" Linus stood up from the chair to look with resentment to his father.
"Doesn't matter." Said the King with calm fury. "This was just delivered to me." He put the leather box on the desk and walked out the room. When he closed the door he heard his son scream with rage and the sound of some things hitting the floor and breaking.
Weeks passed; father and son didn't speak to each other in that time. When Cecile came to visit him he gave her a cold glare that broke her heart every time she tried to reach Linus. But the worst for her was to find out her fiancé invited Arendelle Monarchs to discuss marriage with their daughter. She has never felt so humiliated before. All the court of Tallak were making fun of her, saying malicious comments about her, right in front of her!
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The welcome reception for the Royal Family of Arendelle was ready. Everyone in town was in the port to receive them; most of them were just to see the twist of the events. Everyone from the most important person in town to the simple commoners knew about how Prince was constantly rejected by the object of his affection but he won't give up even after his father announced to the entire kingdom his engagement to Lord Johan's daughter and how was know she forced to face this humiliation. To watch her fiancé not acknowledge her as his future wife and propose to someone else in her face.
Hours passed, the sun started to sleep and the ship from Arendelle never touched port. It wouldn't arrive. Prince Linus retired to the palace, alone and humiliated. Nobody saw him out for three days, the palace maids rumored that the Prince was in his room drinking his dignity in alcohol.
Knock, knock.
"Who is it?" said a tired voice behind the door.
"It's me, son."
"Go away, I don't want to see anybody." Said still mad.
"There are some people who desire to see you. It's important." There was not response. "It's about Arendelle."
He heard a noise, somebody standing up and walking quickly to the door, there was the sound on something of glass been kicked in the way; King Andor assumed they were empty bottles. The door opened; King Andor saw his son for first time after three days. He was unshaved -a little beard was showing off from his chin, he was wearing the same cloths from that day and smelled from the lack of bath.
"Where are they?" The King could smell the whisky in his breath.
Linus recognized the people on the throne room as fishermen. There was sailcloth on the floor beneath them; it seemed to be enveloping some kind of thing or things.
"Your Highness." Greeted one the men. "We were fishing in our usual spot near the borderline of Hasvik when our web trapped this." They uncovered what was on the floor.
They were pieces of wood, some kind of clothing and some other kind of junk. Linus kneeled to inspect the items, still ignorant of the reason why this was important to him and then, he saw it. A Flag; it was purple and green with a golden crocus on the center. It was Arendelle's. Also, there was a medal with the crocus emblazoned on it; it could have belonged to the Queen, the youngest Princess or Elsa.
"We try to find survivors but there was no one." Spoke the same man from before.
"I'm sorry, son." Said the King.
"It's okay." Said Linus without take his eyes from the medal. "You can retire."
The Royal Family of Arendelle was gone. Elsa was dead. His heart was broken. The King prepared a ship to sail to Arendelle and inform to the folk from that land about the deceased of their rulers. Linus again retired to get drunk on his room. Markkus was with him, taking care that he won't hurt himself. He watched him cry while held the medal to his chest, he threw the vase with the lilacs to the other side of the room and he covered Elsa's portrait with a thin black silk. Cecile was outside his door begging him to let her in.
"Linus, please open the door." Said really worried. "Let me help you." The door opened. Linus was dressed in black and his eyes were red from the sadness.
"Linus-"
He ignored her and walked like if she didn't exist. There was a meeting he had in the house of a farmer before to part to Arendelle, to Elsa's funeral. Henrik came from a humble family; the earth was their life support. When it was Henrik's turn to inherit the family farm he made it produce even more and became a wealthy and respectful man. Now at his early fifty, he held a quantifiable wealth.
"I need those vegetables by the next week." Said emotionless the Prince.
"But I already told you, Milord." Said Henrik. "This year the harvest was not what I expected. Blame the weather." Said carefree.
How could this man be so carefree? Doesn't he know?! Elsa is DEAD! And this man didn't care! Linus was losing patience; he was hurt, he was mourning. And this man was rumbling some stupid things about the weather.
"I don't care! I need those vegetables shipped by the next week." Linus was starting to get upset.
"But those are the reserved for my family consumption." He pointed to his family. There were two little girls painting at the floor while their mother was in the corner reading. "The ones to be traded were shipped a week ago." Something unnerve Linus, he was through of doing things right and never getting what he wanted. It was time to change that.
"Well, they weren't enough and I said." Linus got up and looked very intimidating. "I. Want." He grabbed Henrik by the collar. "Those. Vegetables." He slammed Henrik's head on the table. "Shipped."
"Daddy!" cried the little girls afraid for their dad's well being.
"Honey!" said his wife and hugged their daughters.
"If you ever dare to disobey me again, I will made you arrested and leave your pathetic family to starve on the streets. Do you understand?"
"Ye-yes, I-I do." Said Henrik with no breath.
"Good." Declared Linus and went out the property. There was a trip he needed to do and a Princess to say goodbye 'til death brings him to her.
He left a very scared father trying to reassure his family. No one saw the pair of golden eyes glowing in the darkest corner of the room.
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During the travel, Linus spent most of the time in his stateroom gazing at the medal from the Arendelle ship's remains. They arrived to the Kingdom and headed right to palace; the people were busy in their daily routines and seemed so happy, they had no idea the tragedy that happened in the sea. They had no idea how his heart ached from the pain of losing the love of his life.
Lord Holger Danske the Head of the Council was the first to know about the decease of the Royals.
"Poor Princesses." He muttered. "They've become orphans."
"Princesses? Orphans? They're here? Is Elsa here?!" Linus' heart beat hard.
"Yes, they are."
"Can I see her? Could I see Princess Elsa?"
"Linus, Please! Behave." Interrupted King Andor.
"I'm sorry but we must prepare for the service and give the princesses the bad news." Lord Danske sighed. "Pardon me." He retired.
'Elsa is alive!' He was so happy his heart was pumping for the excitement.
"Please, Linus. Stop smiling." Scolded his father. "You can't be so selfish to only think about what matters to you. We must behave according the situation."
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When the service day arrived Linus was excited to the possibility of see Elsa; he tried to restrain himself from smiling but after days of believe that Elsa died and now be so close to see her again, in person and not just in a portrait. It excited him. He was clutching the medal inside his coat pocket. He hoped to give it back to Elsa, sure that would ease her for a moment and she'd be pleased with him.
But again all his expectations were crushed. The entire town was there, the members of the council, the servants but not her. Between the two memorial rocks with the official crest of Arendelle and the names of the late Queen and King carved on them, there was a lone strawberry blonde standing. Elsa's sister. Maybe, she was so distressed that couldn't attempt her parents' service; she must be broken.
People came to her to give their condolences. When it was his turn what he really wanted was to ask about her sister, Elsa –He wouldn't be the only one, others were asking where was the heir to the throne. But he had to be respectful to the princess' grieve, according to his father; so for once he restrained himself.
"Have courage." Was the only thing he could say.
That same day, the Royals from Tallak returned to their home. Linus was able to exchange a few words about his intentions towards Elsa with Lord Danske. He was really shocked and upset for the insensitivity of this prince –propose marriage to a girl who just lost her parents.
"I'm afraid that Princess Elsa won't be betrothed until she takes the throne as her parents wished; also, she needs time to mourn her loss."
"Thank you. And I apologize for the impertinence of my son." Said King Andor.
The rest of the day Linus heard how his father scolded him for his actions at the funeral. That didn't matter to Linus, Elsa's alive and he still have a change and now that King Maurice wasn't in the way this time he'd get to success. He clutched the medal inside his coat with a silence promise.
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Elsa was looking the gray sky through her window, it was her parents' funeral and she wasn't allowed to say goodbye; afraid of show her powers in front of everyone. Since Kai informed her about her parents decease the temperature of her room dropped dramatically and snowed lightly; currently, the snowflakes were floating in the air like time has stopped just like her heart.
"Elsa." Anna knocked at her door. "I know you're in there, people are asking where you've been." Elsa tuned to face the door. "They said, 'have courage' and I'm trying to; I'm right out here for you just let me in." Elsa walked to the door and raised her hand to the latch; Anna needed her and she needed her too. "We only have each other it's just you and me." Elsa stopped.
'I can't, I'll hurt her.' she leaned laid on the door and slipped. Her powers filled the room forming a spiny snowflake on her back.
"What are we gonna do?"
'I don't know.' She pulled her legs to her chest.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" It's been a long time since the last time she said those words and now they just slipped from her lips, still waiting for Elsa to open the door and be the friend she needed and the sister she needs right now.
'Yes, I want to.' Elsa cried in silent.
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Tallak official ship anchored in the port. Both, father and son were tired from the travel and retired to theirs rooms. Linus was passing around his room unable to sleep, now that he knew that his Elsa was alive his mind was at ease and felt terrible for the horrible things he said to Henrik and his family.
'I have to apologize and compensate him.' He thought.
"I thought you were tired of doing things right and never get what you want." Said a soft voice from the dark. "I thought that you changed, that from now on you'll take what you want with no considerations."
"Who are you?" Linus drew his sword. "Show yourself." Ordered.
From the shadows a male figure stepped out; he was tall, thin, with spiky hair, his skin was pale-gray and his eyes were silver and gold, like an eclipse.
"Good Night, your Highness." He bowed.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a shadow, a lost and forgotten soul; the Nightmare King, but you can call me Pitch Black."
"And what do you want?"
"To help to get you get whatever you want." Linus looked him doubtful.
"I'd appreciate the help but; Why would you help me?"
"You're right, it won't be for free. I'll get power from the fear that you'll create."
"Fear? I don't want to be feared."
"But fear is the only way you'll get what you want. All this time you've done things right and, What have you gotten?" Linus stayed in silence. "Nothing! But fear is the easiest way to get what you really want; I can help you and I know what is what you heart desires the most." Pitch signalized to Elsa's portrait. "And I'll make you get it, get her."
"How is fear going to help me get Elsa?" Linus said interested. Pitch smiled.
"Fear will make you powerful and with enough power no one will dare to deny you anything."
"And you; What is your part in all this?"
"I know I can see the people worst fear in their heart. I told you I'm the Nightmare King and nightmares are my powers." He appeared behind Linus. "I can tell you the fear of your enemy and you'll exploit it to your own benefit." Pitch put his hands on Linus' shoulders. "Fear is the key to get what you want." Whispered on his ear. Linus thought on Elsa and gazed to her portrait; he turned to Pitch and smiled.
"We have a deal." Linus extended his hand and Pitch shook it with a grin.
With this prince under his influence, Pitch would create a kingdom of fear not just in Tallak, but also around this entire realm and the best part was that those hideous Guardians weren't around to stop him and if they appear some day; it'd be too late.
Months passed and Linus was a different man, Pitch's influence was turning him in a heartless man. His dark ayes seemed almost black and there were dark circle underneath them. He declared war to Hasvik, forced the men of his land to fight in the war for him, ordered to his army to assault the nearest villages. King Andor tried to stop him but it was useless he was old and weak against the youth of his son. And every confrontation with Linus made him weaker. Markkus also tried to reason with him, but Linus remembered him what he has done for him, how he save him and it was in debt with him; so Markkus decided to stay close and make sure Linus wouldn't get too far in what he was planning, whatever it was.
Pitch was pleased, he could feel the fear of the people caused by the war and action of their prince; and it made him stronger day by day. Lord Johan died, so Cecile moved to the Palace thanks to the King request. She thought that now Linus would treat her better but he was as cold as always, still refusing to acknowledge her as his future wife.
The King fell ill, he wasn't getting any better and Linus war threats wasn't helping either. It was a rainy day, when it was announced that King Andor passed away the villagers were sad and fearful from their future in Linus' hands. He will be crowned king the next week.
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After his coronation day, Linus was in what it was his father's chambers. He was looking Tallak through the window. All his possession were moved from his old room to the principal chambers, the first thing was Elsa's portrait.
"You never tell me from where you came from." He said to the air, apparently.
Pitch stepped out of the shadows. "I never did."
"There are different realms and very few beings are able to cross through these different dimensions, every one is a world different from the others."
"You're not from this… world." He said the last word with doubt.
"Exactly. The world where I came from and was created has evolved in a way far too different than yours. The men created machines, gadgets to help them through life, invented theories to explain the inexplicable and they forgot about me."
"They used to call me 'the Boogeyman' and they feared me." Pitch closed his eyes like savoring that memory. "My rule time of fear was known as: 'The Dark Age' and it was wonderful, I was so powerful." He smiled and then his face turned to a angry one. "Then the moon sent the guardians to stop me, to fill the world with wonder, faith, hope and dreams. To protect the children for me."
"The Children?"
"You'll see. The Guardians and I are immortals, spirits with a purpose to fill in; and only children whom believe in us are able to see us. When the guardians defeated me I was forgotten by the children and because they couldn't see me, they didn't fear me anymore and I became weak." He clutched his fist.
"Long time passed 'til I raised again and this time the victory was almost mine but the new guardian of fun took it from me; defeated again, I came to this realm to recover."
"There's one thing I don't get. You said only children who believe could see you. But I'm not a child and never heard of the Boogeyman before; How could I and the people in palace see you?"
"Magic exists in this realm. You don't need to believe or posses a pure heart to see spirits like me. The Magic that hides in every part of your world makes it possible. That's why I choose this realm to recover."
"Magic? I've never seen any form magic here."
"There is. I wanted to capture some of it to made me stronger but Magic is capricious, It's a force of nature. It decides when or how appears; like a magical flower born from a drop of Sun, like an enchanted mirror owned by a evil witch, like creatures born from the nature and sometimes it likes to posses humans and give them powers."
Linus stayed in silent. That was too much information but the most important part was that Pitch Black wasn't human and he will never die, he didn't belong to this world and there were different dimensions. Linus decided to stop thinking about what Pitch told him, there was a kingdom he needed to rule.
"From now on Markkus won't be more my servant I shall make him my right hand." Announced to the council. "Pitch Black will become in my Principal Adviser." Markkus and Pitch were standing beside each side of the throne.
"Now, let's talk about the invasion to Stavanger." Linus said with a evil smile.
Pitch was really pleased; everything was doing right from him. Since the moment he saw Linus attack Henrik, he was worried unable to sleep or comfort his daughters who had nightmares about the evil prince hurting their dear father. Pitch knew that instead feed from the fear created by his nightmares on children, he could use Prince Linus to plant fear in every person and feed from it; after all in this realm everyone could see him he needed to take advance from that. And it worked; every one feared the current King Linus and his Advisor. Tallak was gloomy and the sky was gray and cloudy, and it made him stronger. He just needed to keep using Linus' obsession over Elsa as the strings of his puppet.
I'm bearing a cross
She's turned into my curse
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Well, Pitch appeared; the Guardians would be needed soon.
I hope you liked this chapter even it's more focused on Linus than Elsa and Anna, and continued supporting me and cheering to keep on.
Comments and suggestions are welcome.
* The lyrics from the beginning and end are taken from the song "Bittersweet" Apocalyptica ft Lauri Ylönen & Villi Valo.