Jack's POV*
I walked behind Anna and Elsa, flustered that I was so dang close to telling her how I felt about her and kissing her 'till Anna almost burst in on us. I felt like hitting myself on the head.
Why couldn't I have told her faster without getting so dang nervous?! Why, why, why?!
Anna and Elsa reached the entrance before I did. When I did, I let some space between me and Elsa. It felt a little awkward now for some reason.
I then felt fingertips brush my back and I looked next to me, Elsa smiling at me reassuringly. I smiled back at her. Now, it didn't feel as awkward as it did before.
"I'd like to introduce Prince Dylan from the Northern Isles!" bellowed one of the castle servants, bowing down before Anna and Elsa before moving away to let the visitor come closer.
There was a black carriage with purple curtains in the middle being drawn by two white horses. On each side of the carriage were two guards. They had black armor on them to protect them in any case of danger and they too as well rode white horses. What kind of got to me was that their expressions were blank, as if they were being controlled or something.
They continued to make their way towards us till they were only a mere few feet away before stopping. Then, one of the guards jumped off his horse and opened the carriage door, letting the prince out.
"Thank you Aarto." I heard him say, patting him on the shoulder. His guard nodded his head before walking back to his horse and jumping back on it. The Prince then graciously strode towards Anna and Elsa. He had short, wavy, dark hair that blew gracefully in the wind. He had on a black formal suit on that had gold aiguillette on it. His black suit also had gold and purple design patterns on it. Along with it, he wore purple trousers. He also wore black boots that went along with the suit. But his eyes were what bugged me a lot and I didn't know why. They were blue, nothing major or anything, but when he looked at me and smiled crookedly, I felt like as if I had seen him somewhere before but I didn't know where.
He bowed down before Anna and Elsa gracefully. When he stood back up, he lightly grabbed Elsa's hand and bent down to kiss it. My hand clenched my staff tighter. I felt like I was going to explode with anger. I wanted him away from Elsa. If it had been possible, you would've been able to see smoke fuming from my ears.
"Good evening Queen Elsa. My name is Prince Dylan. I've been wanting to meet you for some time now."
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