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Chapter 2 History
Elsa's POV
"Pitch is your brother?" Jack asked, obviously very surprised.
"What, you didn't expect Pitch to have any relations?" Mani replied. "I am his very older brother. We were brothers before we became who we are today."
Again with the 'before-we-were-us' thing. I didn't understand it.
"Oh, I get it," Jack said, as if thinking aloud. "One brother is the Lord of Fear and Darkness, and the other is the Guardian of Hope and Light."
Mani smiled. "Exactly." Then he saw me. "Ah, Elsa, I see that you're here. Did North put you in a bag?"
I gave him a confused look. "No, Jack brought me here. But while we're on the topic, why did you choose me? What have I done for the children?"
Mani looked uncomfortable. "Let's just say you protected someone before you were, well, you."
"But I wasn't anyone before I was the Snow Queen!" I protested.
"You were," Jack insisted. "All of us were someone before we were chosen. Hey, Mani, why don't you show Elsa her memories?"
Mani shook his head. "She's not ready yet."
"Not ready for what?" I was still a little confused.
Mani shrugged it off. "It's you who needs to answer a question right now. Will you be a guardian, or not?"
I couldn't decide now! "Could I have some time to think it over?" I asked.
Mani smiled, but I could see the disappointment in his eyes. "Of course. Until we meet again." He dipped his head and vanished in a flash of light.
North nodded and turned to Jack. "Can you take Elsa down the hall to the guest rooms?"
"Sure!" Jack replied. He scooped me up in his arms again, and started flying down a corridor.
I let out a little exclamation of surprise and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I can fly too, you know."
Jack smirked. "I know, but it's more fun this way."
"Oh, please," I scoffed, shoving him off so we hovered in the air, facing one another. "I think I know the way to my own room."
Jack looked slightly confused. "Your own room?" he echoed.
My turn to smirk. "Follow me." I led him down the hall to its end. Turning to the left, I found myself looking at a door I hadn't seen in years.
It was a white door with a silver door handle. What looked like budding flowers were around the doorposts, and the front of the door held four carved rectangles. A blooming blue flower was painted in the center of each of them, and each rectangle was bordered with silver paint, curving to an upside-down heart on the top, and right ways on the bottom. About level with my eyes, were four words made of glittering blue ice.
"'Elsa, the Snow Queen'," Jack read. He turned to me, a respectful gleam in his eyes. "You really do have your own room."
I smiled, and removed the thin chain from around my neck. On it was a key made of blue ice. I fit the key into the lock on my door handle and opened the door, stepping into my room.
"Jack Frost, welcome to my quarters." I looked around; everything was where I had left it. The many bookshelves full of books against the wall, my desk in the far corner, my favourite book lying open on my desk, and my blue sheeted canopy bed in the middle of the room.
"You sure like books," Jack commented.
I shrugged. "I like the knowledge that's in the books." I walked over to my desk, picking up the book which was sitting on it. "This one is my favourite. It's about a medieval kingdom."
"What's it called?" Jack asked.
I flipped to the cover. On it was a picture of a castle, and the words 'The Kingdom of Arendelle'. I turned back to the chapter I was reading when I was last here.
"Listen to this," I told Jack. "'After the disappearance of her sister, Princess Anna was coronated queen as seen in the picture on the next page. She ruled Arendelle with her husband for seventy years until her death. Her dying words were these: 'My only regret is not finding my sister in the many years of being queen. I do not understand why I couldn't find her. The cold never bothered her, and she had ice powers. Why didn't she come back to me?''" I looked up. "That's so sad."
Jack nodded somberly.
I turned the page to look at the portrait of Queen Anna. She was wearing a green ball gown, and her light brown hair was pinned back in a fancy bun. She was smiling, but the smile didn't reach her greenish-blue eyes.
I peered at the picture curiously. The young woman looked very familiar, but how could that be? I didn't even know who she really was.
Jack's POV
I looked out the window to see that the sun was setting.
"It's getting dark. I'd better get myself a room." I walked out of Elsa's room with Elsa following. I glanced across the hall to see a door.
I want the closest possible bedroom I can to Elsa.
I walked to the door. "I'll take this room."
Elsa's eyes glittered with amusement and she held a hand to her mouth to try to keep back the laughter.
"Are you sure you want that room? It's a little small."
I was wondering why she was laughing. What was wrong with a small room?
"Of course!" I answered, and opened the door to find it was the entrance to a closet.
Elsa couldn't hold back her laughter any longer. She laughed and laughed, but it was a soft laugh, like she hadn't done so for a long time, and wasn't used to it.
I felt a small flush creep up the back of my neck, and I closed the closet door. "Alright, Doctor Laughsalot. I get the point. Which door leads to an actual bedroom?"
Elsa took a deep breath to collect herself. "The door next to it is one." She yawned. "I'm going to bed. Good night, Jack."
"Good night, Snowflake," I responded.
Snowflake? Where did that come from?
Wherever it came from, Elsa seemed to like it. She smiled, gave me a small wave, and disappeared back into her room.
Once I checked to make sure the door led to an actual bedroom, I touched my staff to the door. Frost spiralled to make my name on it.
As I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep, I heard a scream.
Elsa!
I burst out of my room and flew into hers. She was sitting up in bed, staring at the wall beyond her bed, her eyes wild with fear. She was shaking as she sucked in one terrified breath after another.
"Snowflake, what happened?" I flew over to sit beside her, pulling her toward me and holding her in my arms.
"I-I… Oh, Jack!" She started to sob into my shoulder, but I didn't mind. "Please," Elsa managed between sobs. "Please stay with me. Don't leave."
"I'll never leave you," I promised. "I'll stay here for as long as you need."
Look at me. I barely know Elsa, but I'm holding her in my arms, and making promises like I've known her for years.
The beginning of Jelsa, peeps! Hope you liked it! Let me know what you thought! I love opinions, and would love to know if I can make this book better!
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