Chapter 2

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Elsa shuddered as she gazed out the window of her room. It was only for today she told herself. It was her coronation today, a day she had dreaded for the past three years. She took another breath to calm herself down. It was only for today. She turned away from her window and walked to the portrait of her father holding the ceremonial artifacts like the proud King he was. She wiped her eyes before tears got the chance to form. She missed her parents dearly; they were the only thing stable in her life. She looked at the portrait again. Her father's face was strong and just, like a true ruler. She took off her gloves. She would be just like him. She picked up a candle and box to practice with. She would be fair, just, proud, kind, the queen Arendelle needed.

"Conceal," she repeated her mantra to herself. She wouldn't let her powers get the better of her. "Don't fe-"

No.

Elsa gasped as the objects in her hands began to freeze. She put her gloves back on and sighed as she felt her powers dim. That was too close. She breathed again to calm herself down. It was only for today she told herself again. Her hands clenched tightly into fists. She will not lose control, she will not lose control, she will not lose control. Elsa breathed deeply once more before opening her doors and telling the guards to open the gates.

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She was stirring. For three years she slept, alone and in pain. During that time, dreams turned to nightmares, sadness turned to bitter anger. This was not supposed to happen she always thought to herself. She was forgotten, trapped and isolated in a hellish prison. She had done nothing! It wasn't her that hurt Anna! It was Elsa! Elsa was the one who hurt their sister. Elsa was the one who caused all this, why is she the one who is put through this Hell?!

Why did they only ever see Elsa? Why didn't they ever just see her?

She can't take this for much longer. Luckily she knew that she did not have to wait long. The moment Elsa took off her gloves their power would slip through, and every time she would be closer to escape. She just needed more time. The ceremony had ended already and they stood in the grand hall for the ball. Her misty form glided through the crowd as her eyes watched over everyone there. She just needed one more chance. Then she will break free. But she knew she could never truly be free from Elsa, yet she was a patient woman. She waited twelve years for this. She could wait a little longer.

A commotion caught her attention turning her thoughts away from her plans. What she saw made her laugh silently. Their sister Anna stood awkwardly as a small man danced wildly around her. It was just too funny! She laughed for the first time in years. When she finally gained control of herself, she watched with a smile as Anna quickly left the short man. She giggled again and smiled warmly. Even after all this time their little sister still managed to make her laugh. Though she would never admit it (not that she could) but Anna was the only thing she had left. She would never hurt her.

Her smile dropped when she saw who Anna stood by. Her teeth clenched as she glared at Elsa. She approached them unseen, as always, and listened in. Elsa liked chocolate. Well that was one thing they could agree on, the smell was divine.

"I wish it could be like this all the time," she heard Anna say. The longing in their sister's voice made her heart ache for her.

"I do too . . . but it can't." Her teeth clenched again. Why couldn't it? What is she afraid of? They weren't children playing with magic anymore, but she still thought their powers couldn't be controlled. She breathed deeply to calm herself. If she let anger blind her she might miss her opportunity. She followed Anna, she was tired of seeing Elsa and she missed spending time with their sister. That's when Anna bumped into a handsome young man with smooth brown hair. She laughed at Anna's awkwardness around him. They left the ball with her following suit.

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She couldn't stop laughing. Mental synchronization? Who comes up with this? She laughed harder than she had ever done before, even when they were little. Tears pricked at her eyes and she struggled to breath. Her sides ached as she clutched them tightly. It took five whole minutes for her to regain her composure. She watched as Anna and the young man, whom she learned to be Hans, ran up to a waterfall. The look in Anna's eyes made her smile gently. But she also envied her. Anna had found someone who she can be happy with. She could never have that. Her smile never left though for she was happy for their sister. She gasped as she saw Hans get to his knees. It was just like in the stories they read as children! But life wasn't a fairy tale; she had twelve years to figure that out. The smile fell slowly from her face. She knew this would not end well, but Anna might as well learn now.

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She was angry. As much as it annoyed her, she agreed with Elsa. Anna was young and foolish; she did not know the way life was. But what truly angered her wasn't Elsa's rejection of the marriage; she would have done the same. What angered her was that Elsa had the gall to believe she knew how the world worked! What did she know of love?! What did she know of anything?! She threw her life away by allowing herself to be locked into that room, how dare she say she knew anything of the world! Anger and rage flowed through her; she almost didn't notice Elsa's glove was taken off.

You know nothing!

Elsa was beginning to hyperventilate. The voice was coming back; her powers were flowing again without the glove. She turned from Anna hoping to shut her out so she could regain control.

"Why do you shut me out, why do you shut the world out?!"

Neither of them could think clearly, one's mind filled with fear, the other with rage. Anna's voice rang in their ears, pushing their emotions further.

"What are you so afraid of?"

Now!

"I said enough Anna!"

She pushed the power out and finally it broke free. Ice flew from Elsa's fingertips forming menacing spikes. She watched with a sadistic smile at the faces of the people. They were so filled with fear. Good. She will take everything from Elsa. She ran after the queen to the courtyard a fountain freezing over at her touched. She breathed deeply. She could feel the power flowing freely. Her form was no longer the mist it was before; it was solid for the first time in years. As Elsa continued to run, she waved her arms, commanding the very skies. Clouds formed and the temperature dropped rapidly as she laughed. She ran after Elsa again. She glided next to her as the queen ran across the freezing water of the port. She came close to Elsa, her mouth no more than an inch from her ear.

I will not be forgotten Elsa. I will not be imprisoned.

I will be free.

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