Casting a Spell.
Nightrxy.
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Chapter 3
Little did Elsa know what was really going on. She thought she would never meet that disgustingly handsome prince again. But apparently someone else had other plans…
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The king and a mysterious rose brunette hid from the sight of the ice witch and the prince. They were on the little balcony on the second floor that was located at the main hall. The brunette was squealing in delight when she saw how much chemistry the two individuals had.
"Oh my witchcraft!" she squealed. "He's so close to her!" The man beside her simply laughed as he rubbed his white beard. He was dressed in various royal garments with the finest quality of all cloths. He was in his red cape and his black boots, might I say that he was quite buff.
"Quiet little one, we must not let them know we're here!" he whispered, trying to be as quiet as possible. A voice that belonged to none other than the prince rang through the halls.
"I think you've cast a spell on me,"
They both looked at each other with furrowed brows and confusion in their eyes.
He let out a huff and sat down, adjusting the crown on his head. "I would never cast a spell on my own son…Did you do it..?"
"Maybe…." The brunette sung as she played with her fingers and sweat started forming on her forehead. The man turned to the girl while she was humming a very familiar song in the kingdom, trying to distract him from the fact that she did try to cast a spell on his son.
Love is an open door.
"You cast a spell on him…didn't you…" he sighed as his eyes narrowed to her green orbs. She could only sigh in defeat and raised both arms in the air.
"I tried to! Tried. But even with my powers I doubt I could make him that lovey-dovey with her." She replied, her hands signaling to the couple below them who were mere inches apart from each other.
"So you did cast a spell on my son!"
"Gosh King North of Arandelle, and blah blah—I didn't cast a spell! I tried but my powers really aren't suitable for these romantic sort of stuff!" putting her hands on her hips. She peeked a tiny bit at the couple below them and she was literally giggling mentally—until she let out a soft 'hohoho'.
"What is it little one?" the so called king asked as he tried as quietly as possible to go to her spot but his huge body made it nearly impossible.
"Your son is holding my sister's perfect chin!" she squealed in excitement. He peeked and smiled, it had been a long time since his son had shown that much facial expression and the way he was laughing…it made him feel joyous as well.
"If you and I didn't cast a spell on him…who did?" he whispered with his low voice that shows he had authority. But the way he was acting, spying on his own son with a witch in a beautiful green dress who was squealing like an uncontrollable fangirl—that's King North of Arandelle for you…
"Could it be?" she asked, eyes sparkling as thousands of romantic scenes were playing in her head.
"No…no…" he replied, rubbing his chin a bit. His brain was turning up and down. Surely there must be something important in there.
"I think it isn't a spell."
"What…Anna—little one, you must surely know what you're talking about is impossible!" he replied, eyes huge, and tone showing he was clearly in denial. Anna simply shook her head and she was tingling with confidence.
"A witch has fallen in love with a human. This only happens once in a witch's millennium…" Anna muttered, doing her 'im-thinking-pose-this-but-doesn't-happen-often'.
"Little one-You really think it can't be a spell?!" he raised his voice.
"Stop calling me little one grandpa! I'm a pretty grown up witch you know," she muttered in annoyance, crossing her arms. Grandpa. He had never felt so old in his entire life. They weren't really related but his relation with Anna as something as close as family could get. Elsa knew him too, but he never showed that he was the king of Arandelle, he knew her opinions about royalty. He for one, does not want to be treated like a king forever.
He stared at his son and her sister, a girl he's known all her life. She's grown to be quite a beauty and the next queen perhaps?
"Move your delicate fingers or I'll freeze you—"
Very feisty indeed. Something Arandelle needed. A queen to rule with the heart of the people and the mind that was prepared to do anything for her loved ones.
"Oh look! Elsa's walking out right now!" Anna whispered in pure annoyance. Why did her sister have to be so stubborn at love?
"He's just going to let her walk out like that!?" he exclaimed confused at his son's behavior.
They both sighed and sunk back behind the balcony and face palmed at how the couple was acting.
"Hey grandpa?" Anna said.
"This is going to be a long ride isn't it, little one?" he replied closing his eyes with his hands.
But that was what they thought.
Jack for one, had other plans.
He was never one to sit and wait after all. If he wanted this girl, he would get here. Echantress, witch, serpent, he didn't care. She had this thing… something that he couldn't describe in simply words or pictures. Gosh- even her breathing was manipulative. How was that even possible?
When he was mere inches away from her, he breathed in her scent. Vanilla, cold and breezy scent. Why breezy? In those few seconds, he was feeling light as a feather, as if the wind was taking him away—her scent was simply…
Intoxicating.
It was intoxicating both him and his mind. He couldn't stop thinking of her, or how her face blushed when they were at close proximity or when she tried to pull up as much confidence known to man to threaten him. Her ice piercing blue eyes were what really allured him into getting a much better view of her. They say you can read a person by looking at their eyes. But when he stared into them, he couldn't. It seemed like there was a mysterious force blocking him from getting anywhere closer to her.
Those eyes that were confident but showed that their bewitching owner had a little sense of fear—that she was fragile like everyone else. The blue eyes that were vibrant yet held a tingling sensation of sorrow—made her look like she's been through more than anyone can imagine.
The confidence that made her snort at the guard when she was about to be burnt to crisps. The stunning way she didn't bow down when he entered the town square. The manner in which she didn't treat him as someone more inferior than herself.
Instead—she treated him like every other commoner.
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To : 1BookWorm
I'VE SEEN YOU ON MY OTHER FANFIC TOO! Thank you so much! This story was supposed to be a lot lighter and funner than my previous story, that one has this feel to it...I put my passion there. LOL. (I'm sorry- i know it's lame when writers or any author says lol but...lol.)
To : Shiver
ROLLED IN BED? Literally how I was writing this story. :0 keep reading, I promise it'll be great.
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I hope this chapter answered your questions. Maybe. Your review inspired this chapter to be honest! :)
To : Guest
WAS THIS AMUSING? THIS CHAPTER? I tried. I really did-
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To : EveningWish
There will be romance in this, that I can promise :) Though not as heavy-metal-hard as my other fanfic, since this is the olden days. But the romance will be great here as well, lots of fluff.
To : Trapid
I'm sorry for the short chapters! I'm updating with a schedule but that doesn't affect the quality of my writing. I'm still exploring my vocabulary and skills so when I'm good enough, I'll probably upload longer chapters. The highest I've written for a chapter is 3.5k words, on my other work in the Jelsa Fandom.
To : Aya
NOW YOU HAVE AN ACCOUNT YAY! 3 I'll mention you every time- promise!
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