Chapter 35
Yes. I know. I know. Late as always. A lot of things had happened but here's next chapter. For you guys.
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Chapter 35. Yours Sincerely
The door closed behind her as she entered her familiar dark room.
Finally, she thought.
I can't believe you did it. Her inner voice said.
Elsa breathed in and out slowly.
I can believe I did it.
"I mean, it was his right to have the letter after all. Right?" she mumbled out loud to herself.
Right. Her mind, and self-proclaimed voice of reason answered.
You should feel proud of yourself. That was brave.
"I know. I am proud ." She answered as she stopped pacing. Feeling assured.
Yeah, you did it!
"I did it." Elsa said more confident with a small smile.
After all, it's just a letter. Right?
"That's right." She said feeling more confident. "Just a simple letter."
Not like it contains something embarrassing or very personal. Right?
Elsa bit her lip. That might not be entirely true.
"Well, I might have opened a little, but…." she shook her head slightly. "But only because he did it first. It was only plain courtesy."
Right. Nothing to worry about. Right?
Elsa started to wonder if what she did was a good idea. Derek had opened again about his past and she somehow wanted to, well, return the gesture.
And now, he was going to read it!
A letter she never, ever dared to send.
Feeling embarrassed Elsa began to pace around the room as her inner debate began.
"What am I doing?" Elsa wondered as she walked in circles. "It was a long time ago."
Exactly. Her inner voice agreed as she kept walking in circles.
"Besides, we were children." she added.
Actually, you were teenagers. Remember that age? When your body suffers some changes, you get a rebellious phase and become more emotional.
"Maybe too much emotional on my case." The Queen had to admit.
Right because of the ice powers. That was a hard time for mama and papa…and Anna to get near to you.
"And I wasn't in the best mood either." She admitted as she always remained reserved and cold towards Anna especially.
Cold? Derek would be proud of you for that one.
Elsa had to shake her head and remove that Rebel Prince from her thoughts. Not now.
So what? Teen Derek revelaed in his letter he also used to be emotional and rebellious. Remember his letter? He is called the Rebel Prince for a reason after all.
"True." Elsa felt relieved again.
And he didn't have the intentions to send the letter either. So, in terms of embarrassment it's even for both.
That though managed to make Elsa come to her senses again.
Elsa stopped her pacing and took a deep breath. She had to calm herself. She was acting so irrational and emotional…. almost like …
Like a teenager?
Elsa shook away that idea. Once again, she had found herself fighting her own thoughts. And she knew very well who the winner of the debate would be. No doubt.
Overwhelmed, she covered her warm face with her hands. Not even her cold powers could cool down her embarrassment.
"Maybe I shouldn't have given it to him." Elsa mumbled to herself as she shook her head.
Derek had never meant to send his, so it had been quite a surprise for both.
Did she regret giving him the letter? Elsa though for a moment.
"No." She replied confident. It might sound foolish, but she had always felt guilty for never sending her response. Which by the way, had come out of the blue.
It would be more reasonable if they had shared a friendly correspondence when they were children. But of course, Arendelle had closed the gates and that never happened.
Elsa must have been fifteen at the time when she got his letter. She almost thought it was a prank or a mistake. But it really came from him.
When she didn't send her reply, it was no surprise there was never a second letter from him. Elsa couldn't blame him after that.
But now it was different. And Derek did seem happy about it which was a good sign.
And now, the young adult version of that boy was probably reading the words from her younger self.
The poor Queen grunted as she uncovered her face and pulled down her cheeks with her hands.
"Ughhhh…" she exclaimed.
Elsa managed to get to her bed and sit in the corner. With a soft kick she threw away one shoe causing a deaf sound. Then she threw the other one.
After that, the Queen let herself fall to the bed as she stared at the ceiling.
"If it weren't for that letter." She started to remember that time she got Derek's letter. A letter that she would never expect after so many years. A letter she would keep hidden among her precious things with Anna's gifts and notes. Real physical evidence of the outside world; a reminiscence of another time; and a foolish, yet hopeful thought, that someday, things would be better, and she would be free; and be with everyone she cared and loved.
Her family. She assured herself. She had meant her family.
Of course. Her inner voice intervened sarcastically again . Did you know love can thaw a frozen heart?
She rolled to the right. Then to the left.
That last though had been enough to make her turn around and press her face on the pillow.
Sleep. She needed to sleep.
But her mind seemed to enjoy keeping her awake.
So…? Her inner voice intervened again. Derek has the letter. And you are totally fine to introduce that Elsa to him?
What's done it's done. She thought . It is only fair that if I met his younger self, he deserves to meet my younger self. Even if both of us never imagined the other would end up reading the other's words.
Elsa relaxed a bit. There was no going back. Besides when his face lit up after she revealed the letters to him well…
The image of his sparkling eyes and excitement popped in her mind. It's been long since he smiled like that. Ever since they had their little escapade into to the woods and then to the village. Like a chain of reaction, her memories of that day flashed in her mind and decided to stop in her most recurrent one. One that involved a bridge in the park.
Normally her mind would stop there. To replay that time. But, this time, her mind seemed to be more inspired as there was new material to tease Elsa's thoughts and heart.
A series of new memories popped at her mind as they were added to the list. Watching the sunrise while holding hands; bumping their heads under the mistletoe; sharing an embrace inside a ridiculous heart shaped bathtub; a walk in the forest; his hand arranging her hair under the tree; a chase in the woods while giving a damn about everything else.
And let's not forget what almost happened today. When the trolls almost tricked you to ...
The Queen blinked several times and sighed.
"That's it." Elsa shut her eyes. "Good night brain!"
Her brain didn't answer.
Elsa smiled triumphally. She had won this inner battle.
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So… Why did you return him his letter anyway? He has both letters now.
Elsa ignored her thoughts. Of course, her brain was still awake.
You don't want to keep his?
The poor Queen started to wonder. Why though? Why did she give back his letter?
Maybe because she no longer needed that physical evidence that everything would be alright. Yes, that sounds rational.
Happy with her discovery she tried to put her mind in blank and get some decent sleep.
But...
Well yes. Her consciousness intervened. But being completely honest here. You wouldn't need it anyway.
Still refusing to open her eyes, Elsa wondered what was her mind implying.
Why keep it, if you already know every word by heart?
Elsa's blue eyes opened widely as the slight need for sleep was swept away.
Once again, Elsa grunted and covered her eyes with her left arm as she was once again betrayed by her own thoughts.
You do remember the letter, don't you?
Elsa pressed her lip again as she rubbed her head and messed with the braid.
Of course she remembered the letter. But was there any crime to that?! Her excellent memory could be more a curse sometimes than a gift.
The Queen could remember almost every note and letter Anna slipped under her door all those years. Not to mention, she had been trained to memorize books and books of laws and regulations to become a ruler. A letter from a friend wouldn't be hard to memorize.
Right…. Whatever you say. And the fact that you would read it almost every night for the whole summer before writing a reply would just be a mere coincidence.
Elsa sat on her bed abruptly. She already had an answer to that. As the heir to the throne, a Princess should always be careful and responsible with her correspondence with anyone. Elsa smiled at her own answer.
How considerate of you then. All those nights under the candlelight reading and reading for the sake of diplomacy.
Oh, do shut up! Elsa buffed tired of her own mind. This inner debate would take her nowhere.
At least that had been part of the original reason. But later, it had become a habit of such.
And habits are hard to break.
True. Elsa agreed.
So, so hard to break.
The Queen couldn't agree more with that.
And it would be a shame to fall again to such habits.
Elsa nodded. Exactly.
She had matured enough.
And a Queen needs her beauty sleep and have sweet dreams.
I won't deny that. Elsa though. She wouldn't mind a restoring sleep after all.
Which means we need and incentive for a sweet dream. And avoid another nightmare.
Incentive? Elsa frowned not fully convinced at her own mind. The Queen had to give credit to her own subconscious. If there was a way to avoid another nightmare she was willing to consider this, so called incentive.
Still, she couldn't avoid to feel there was an ulterior motive behind this. It was her subconscious after all. Her mind liked to play with her heart and sanity more that it should. Probably, the effect of isolation for so many years had caused her mind to work like that, but Elsa had found safety in having inner arguments to keep herself sane. And this of course, was no exception.
Yes! Like a good memory for example. Her inner self proclaimed.
You wouldn't ...
I am you, so...deep down you want this. Just let it go.
Elsa turned around and covered her face with a pillow. She was not going to argue with herself on this. She needed to rest. Doctor's orders. Grand Pabbie's orders … AND…Anna's orders.
Let's see... Where did we keep that memory. Here it is! Who'd would have though?, it was stored in the core memories next to childhood trauma memories. Her inner voice echoed in her mind.
Elsa rolled and rolled. Not trying to pay attention to her thoughts.
Oh, here's a though. How about we play the extended version? For olds time's sake.
Extended version? Elsa wondered. Sometimes she couldn't understand her own thoughts.
Yes. Let's go back!
Flashes or images of the castle and people began to cross quickly in her mind. The castle was she same but from another time.
"Oh no…" Elsa started to recognize those images as they became clearer in her mind. Now she knew what her brain was plotting.
Oh yes… her mind sounded excited. This memory might be dusty but still a classic.
Elsa sighed feeling defeated. If this could avoid a nightmare so be it. She let herself fall on the bed again and huggged the nereast pillow. The semi dark ceiling mergin with the scenes of that day.
"Fine! " She sighed again more relaxed as she stopped fighting with her own self.
Feeling more relaxed and accepting it would be in vain to avoid it anymore, she let the memories of her past fill her mind.
Not once did she notice it had stopped snowing inside the room. I'd she had payed more attention, she would have noticed it started snowing as soon as she began her inner debate about the letter. It was until she stopped resisting to her own thoughts that snow stopped falling.
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The birds chirping outside and the sound of bells calling to church had been enough to take away her attention to her studies and change the direction of her eyes to the open window.
It was summer. A very, extremely, hot summer this year. And everyone in Arendelle was probably outside enjoying the side beach on the west side of the fjord.
At least that's what Elsa had heard from some staff conversation. Not that she had been eves dropping. No. The young Princess had been crossing the hall when she kind of heard Gerda and Kai casually mention it.
Poor Kai, Elsa though. As her mind jumped from the hot weather to the Head Butler. He had been sweating all day inside that suit. But he wouldn't take his jacket off. Not even when Gerda insisted on him. He pledged the protocol of uniform came first, no matter the weather circumstances. He could be so stubborn sometimes.
So, the Castle had come to a task for every staff member. Which by the way, weren't so many, given the King and Queen only trusted a few of them to attend the Castle.
Every staff member had joined into the impossible quest to open every single window in the Castle. Every single one of them. To let the air enter and the breeze of the sea fresh the hot rooms. For the sake's of sanity.
Princess Anna, of course vounteered in such task. She had took their shared bicycle with the King and that was the last time Elsa saw them ever since morning.
Elsa smiled at that though. At least Anna and her father would have fun this day. Exploring the castle grounds and actually getting fresh air.
Not to mention Anna wouldn't be alone this time. Her mind added. Pappa was with her.
She only wished she could join them. But...
The Princess knew better. The best way to help was not to be an obstacle.
Distracted by her thoughts, Elsa pressed her quill harder that she should have and broke it. The young Princess tried to fix it but instead her hand dropped the quill over the ink container and the liquid splashed over her desk and dress.
"Great." Elsa mumbled as she tried to clean her glove but all she did was make the stain bigger and also she ruined her dress sleeve. The gloves were ruined.
Oh well, she thought. Time for another pair.
No ice. She looked around to see if her accident had caused her powers to reflect her clumsiness.
Conceal. Check. Elsa had to breath calmly.
Don't feel. Check.
There was no need for ice or snow now.
"Good. The last thing I need is ice." She said again but this time aloud.
"You sure?" a teasing voice, that wasn't her mind, called her attention as she blinked. "I bet your magic could come very handy today specially. It's so hot that Kai agreed to unbotton his jacket."
Princess Elsa stood up from her desk chair and met her mother's eyes.
"Ma…mama." Elsa blinked holding her hands to hide the ink stain.
Her mother could look regal and such, but her joking side would always be one of her most precious yet sometimes annoying characteristics.
"Elsa dear, what do you think you are doing?" the Queen asked her daughter. Not minding the stain in her dress. Something Kai would definitely mind.
Elsa blinked. "Wha…what do you mean?" she asked. "I'm studying of course. Or was… until this happened."
Elsa shrugged.
Her mother crossed her arms. "I can see that." She said with an amused smile. "But that's not what I had meant."
"Huh?" Elsa felt confused. And confusion meant problems. For her any problem meant powers unleashed. And that meant her family being hurt.
"I mean, only you and maybe your father would rather stick their noses on a book on a hot summer day during the holidays." The Queen said with a loving smile. "And even today your father is not hiding behind a book today. And yet you are."
"It's not like I have a choice." Elsa suddenly answered. Surprising both women for her sudden outburst.
"I'm sorry. That came out wrong." Elsa tried to apologize quickly. "I… well…. Today it's just…"
"Hard?" The Queen guessed as she approached the window and opened it to let the fresh air of the sea enter.
Elsa just nodded as she looked to the window outside following her mother's gaze.
Her mother just smiled tenderly at her. Which made Elsa feel guilty inside.
"I know sweetie. I know. You'll be ready when you feel it. I know it." The Queen smiled even more fondly. "But that doesn't mean we cannot enjoy ourselves today as well."
Elsa bit her lip. Why did she had to bee so good to her? Her father had been right. He was so lucky to marry their mother.
Wait what?
"We?" She asked. "What do you mean?"
The Queen smirked. "I have something for you."
"What is it?" she asked curious.
The Queen looked mischievous at her daughter. "I wonder?"
Elsa felt the slight excitment cover her. She had to be careful, not to be too excited. Or else.
She looked around. No ice.
Good. Summers might be her favourite season after all.
"What is it?" the Princess asked "Is it chocolate?"
"Ah, ah, all in good time." The Queen teased. "I promise I'll give it to you."
Elsa let herself release a soft smile. "I bet it's chocolate."
"Sorry, can't tell." He mother started to walk towards the main door towards the hallway. "I'll give it to you. But on one condition."
Esa moved her head confused.
"What condition?"
"That you change that dress for an apron."
"An apron?"
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The Princess sat on a chair in the kitchen feeling exhausted. She would never have guessed her mother's intentions included to grab her to the kitchen, so that they would prepare sandwiches and prepare iced tea for everyone in the castle.
No one was there. Everyone, even the kitchen cooks had joined in the task to open all the Castle widows, which apparently were a ton of them. So, the Queen had taken this rare opportunity to grab her isolating teenage magical daughter into this quest.
"Elsa, sweetie, could you get us more ice?" Her mother asked her as she stopped chopping some lemons and cleaned her hands on her apron.
Elsa nodded silently as she tried to ignore the irony in her mother's words to send her to get ice.
Elsa stood up from her chair and went to the cold room where they stored the ice and frozen meat.
Secretly not minding the cold of the room, and with the help of a pointy tool, Elsa rapidly gathered enough ice on a medium size bowl.
As she returned to the kitchen her mother had already started another batch of tea. The Princess approached the table as near as she considered safe and joined her mother in the task.
Elsa could feel her mother's eyes glancing at her from time to time as the Princess this time with kitchen gloves carefully cut the loafs of bread for the sandwiches.
Elsa sighed as she cut the last loaf of bread. It was hard with kitchen gloves, but she had to admit that she was feeling a bit proud of herself. There hasn't been any ice accident so far. And today she had exceeded some of her own stablished limits. Not even realizing she had formed a content smile.
The young Princess smiled more confident as she poured sugar and leaves on the water container and she started to mix everything with the most care. Then she felt that tingling sensation in the back of her neck and turned around.
"What?" Elsa dared to asked the fifth time her mother glanced at her.
"What, what?" her mother blinked getting caught but pretended to not know what her daughter meant.
"You are staring." Elsa said. "Is it because you think my powers will freeze everything?"
And once again, Elsa had felt almost immediately guilty for sounding so rude towards her mother when unnecessary.
"Or, uhm…" Elsa cleared her throat trying to fix what she said. Is it because I have something on my face?" she said in a lighter humorous mood.
Lame joke Elsa. Her inner voice said. So lame.
The Queen blinked twice silently, still processing her daughter's outburst then sudden pathetic of a joke.
Then, her mother simply laughed. "Oh, sweetie." She simply said with a tender tone. "Pardon me, if I was staring too much. I was just realizing something."
"Huh?" Elsa felt lost.
"That you've grown so much." Her mother said.
"I look taller?"
The Queen let out a small laugh. "Well," she paused for a moment. "You could say that."
"Maybe I did grew a few inches this year." Elsa mentioned. "But I bet I'll never reach papa's."
"The only one you should surpass sweetie is yourself." Her mother added.
"Oh, then I guess I did grow a bit." Elsa concluded.
"I bet you did." The Queen smiled softly. And then they continued to assemble the ingredients and finish preparing the sandwiches.
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That day would always be remembered as one of the hottest days in Arendelle. But for Elsa would also be marked by the time she ventured into the unknown arts of cooking and ice tea making. Which, for some might be insignificant, but for the Princess had meant a new achievement for herself.
And as a matter of fact, she did have fun spending time with her mother. Everyone seemed to have enjoyed the sandwiches that day and freshened up with the help of the iced tea. Especially Anna who ate more than one sandwich.
The Queen never revealed where did the food and ice tea came from. She only made a sign to he Head Butler to set the table for everyone and Kai didn't make any questions. As always.
It was a welcomed surprise by everyone in the castle. Elsa was silently glad her mother didn't reveal they had prepared the meal. She couldn't risk it and give Anna false hope about playing together or in this case cooking.
It had been more than enough to see Anna fill herself with the food Elsa had help to prepare.
"Thank you." Elsa said to the Queen later when she found the opportunity to be alone in the living room. "I understand now you wanted to give me a chance to enjoy the day in a different way."
The Queen's eyes popped out from her novel and smiled at her daughter. She put aside her book as she addressed the young Princess.
"Well, I'm glad you see it that way Elsa, but in fact I was not speaking metaphorically. I still have something for you. And it has nothing to do with sandwiches or iced tea this time. I promise. Although, I'll have to admit that you preparing iced tea was totally my idea." The Queen fondly smiled not hiding her secret motive.
Elsa soflty smiled too. She knew her mother had chosen iced tea intentionally to mess with her. She would never understand her mother's sense of humor.
Then she remembered what her mother had just said.
"Wait..." Esla blinked this time. "Are you really going to give me something? For real?"
The young Princess tried as much as possible to keep herself regal and calm. But her mother could tell Elsa was interested.
"Is it chocolate?"
It had to be chocolate. Elsa hoped.
The Queen laughed by her daughter's eager reaction.
"Not chocolate, but still sweet. In a matter of speaking of course." Her mother added. "It will depend on you I suppose."
"Now I know you are joking mama." Elsa commented. "Nothing beats chocolate."
The Queen smiled. "Perhaps." She shrugged. "Only time will tell."
Elsa felt confused. Once again her mother was speaking in riddles.
"Here you go." The Queen grabbed her book again and opened it the last page. Then made appear something in her hands. An envelope. "It arrived this morning with the other mail. I was going to give it to you anyways. Still, I am so glad you acceded to help me."
"What is it?" Elsa stood up from the couch she was sitting on and took the envelope from her mother's hand.
It was then, that she noticed that she was holding a letter. If this turned out to be a note from Anna asking to build a snowman, she could swear she would lose it.
But when she saw the blue waxed seal over the envelope with a wolf carved and not a golden one with the Aredellian crocus she frowned confused.
"I've seen this symbol before." Elsa said to her mother. "But where?"
"Where indeed?" The Queen produced a tone and a smile that her daughter couldn't understand.
Elsa turned the envelope to the other side and read the origin when it came from. The Kingdom of Rosendelle.
"Wait …" The Princess held the envelope with both hands to study it better.
Her suspicion was confirmed as soon as she read the name of the sender.
"What?" Elsa exclaimed louder than she normally intended causing her mother be surprised then giggle slightly.
The Princess noticed the amused face of her mother and tried to remain calm. She took a deep breath and returned to her calmer and regal self.
"I don't get it." Elsa said. "Why?"
"Well, you were friends weren't you?" her mother replied.
"I mean, yes. But that was many years ago. Why now? And why me?"
"Mhmmm." The Queen crossed her arms deep in thought. "Maybe, he wants to reconnect."
"Reconnect?" Elsa said. Thinking about the last time they spoke. She remembered that night vaguely. But she did remember their silly promise to see each other again and also another thing. The little piece of parchment she thrusted him, where she revealed her secret about her powers to him.
Now that she think of it, what she did that time had been stupid and reckless. The troll vision being evidence of the risks of revealing her powers.
"I think it's sweet." Her mother spoke, calling Elsa's attention again. "He could use a friend, after his mother's passing you know."
"Oh, right." Elsa had forgot about that.
But Anna also needed a friend. Elsa though. Could Elsa be brave enough to write back? Probably not. Not when Anna lived in the same roof and Elsa couldn't be with her as she wished. It wouldn't be fair.
She looked at the letter again. Could it be related to her powers? He might have been a annoying boy but he had proven to be trusting. At least that was what Elsa wanted to think.
"Oh sweetie, relax. It's just a letter." Her mother said trying to calm her daughter. "He probably just wants to say hi."
Elsa bit her lip and stared at the letter once again. There was only one way to find out. She had to open it.
"Unless," her mother spoke again in a curious tone.
"Unless what?" the Princess wondered.
"Unless it's a love letter of course." The Queen chanted with a playful tone.
"A love let….?" The Princess stopped as she got her mother's joke. "Mooom!" Elsa instinctively hugged the letter to her chest and retreated at least two steps. As she felt her stomach jump and her neck and face turn slightly warm. A light breeze bursted out beneath her shoes and ran through the carpet.
"What?" the Queen laughed as she began to walk towards the entrance not minding the fresh air her daughter just produced. "I'm just saying."
"Moom…" Elsa knew the room had at least turned two degrees down. She didn't know what was mere embarrassing. Her mother's teasing, her little accident with her magic or both. And he4 mother didn't seem to mind. On the contrary, she seemed to be enjoying her daughter's reaction and her powers response as well.
"I always liked that boy. He always seemed so down to Earth and adventurous." Her mother added as she stopped on the door entrance. "Do you think he turned out handsome? After all, both his parents were good looking when young."
"Mom please…" Elsa couldn't believe her mother. Did she wanted an ice avalanche in the living room or what? Elsa could only conceal herself to a certain limit.
"Anyway, I have to check on your father and sister." The Queen said suddenly with clear amusement in her face.
"Ugh..." Elsa felt weird. This kind of feeling was something new. Could this be related to what they called being a teenager? She didn't like it.
"Although, now that I remember you two were always competing and arguing with each other." The Queen said as she turned her head to look at her daughter. "So probably, he just wants to know how you've been. Will you write back?"
"Maybe, but ... Wait no…" Elsa started to mumble. "I mean..." Elsa couldn't find her words. What was happening to her? She never stumbled on her words.
"Oh, sweetie," The Queen giggled as she began to leave the room. "You'd really have grown so much."
"Oh, and Elsa," her mother's voice popped out of the hallway, "enjoy your reading sweetie." Then she blinked and left.
Leaving a mess of a Princess with a letter and frozen gloves.
Elsa looked down at her hands knowing she would be needing a new pair. Then she looked at the letter. Maybe chocolate would have been better after all.
"Why me?" Elsa said feeling flustered, surprised by her mother's teasing.
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To Her Highness Princess Elsa of Arendelle, (*Scratch that*)
Greetings Princess, (*scratch that too*)
Dear Princess?, (*Sorry, I'm really bad at this*)
Dear Elsa, (*that sounds better*)
It's been a long time, so maybe you don't remember me. And if you do, which you probably do because it's you after all, well, how should I start this letter?
Hi, I suppose.
You are probably wondering why I am writing you a letter all of a sudden? Well the truth is…
Now we make a pause for dramatic suspense.
And "Pause". Just kidding.
Did you made a pause when reading? I bet, you did!
Anyway, where was I? Oh right.
The truth is, I have no idea. It's been a crazy week and somehow I found myself thinking about you. Nothing weird I swear.
You might be wondering, why then? Or what happened? I guess I needed to talk to someone that is not my brother or sister.
A friend you could say. Or should I say a pen pal? And you well, you have been the closest thing I have had as real true friend. Even if it was many years ago and for a short period of time.
You trusted me with something you valued dearly, and that meant a lot to me. Which, by the way, you have nothing to worry about. I still guard it without knowledge of it's contents.
And now I feel I'm writing pure nonsense. My apologies if all this words are boring you. They don't teach you how to write to old friends at the Academy. Less if the person is a girl and a Princess. And you well, you are you.
Please don't laugh. You know what I mean.
Where was I? Oh right, as I was telling you, I study at the Naval Academy now. Who would have thought right?
But now I'm not at school. I'm back home in Rosendelle. I got suspended for a whole month and grounded for the rest of the summer.
All thanks to you actually.
Yes. Believe it or not, this time you were the reason I got in trouble. Not intentionally of course, but I almost made another kingdom break international relations with mine. I said almost so do not worry.
I bet you are all flustered right now. I can imagine. Frowning and buffing like you used to when we were children. Why or how could this be any slightly related to you? Well, it's complicated so I'll try to explain.
First of all, as I mentioned before, yo don't have to worry. It's all right now. My father and brother had to intervene and they made me apologize for what I did.
So, here I am, alone in my room, grounded. My brother told me I should reflect on my actions, and well, all this time alone has made me think about the reason behind behind my behavior. That means you.
By now you most be thinking I must have lost my mind. Trust me, you and I both. Why you? And you also must be wondering what did I do?
Well, it all happened during Geography class. I was not truly paying attention to the boring lecture. In fact I was already planning to skip the next class.
I must have been too much distracted because the instructor suddenly called my name and asked me to answer a question, to prove I wasn't listening. But, guess what? I actually knew the answer to that question.
The teacher asked me where was Arendelle located and I said in the North of course. Can you believe it? You must be laughing now. I know you are. That was an easy one.
Anyway, going back to the story, the professor not pleased that that I got it right, insisted that I pointed it on the big map in the wall. What that boring teacher didn't know, was that I'm good in cartography thanks to my grandfather's hobby. That, and also that I had been there of course.
So, guess what? Next thing, I get the answer right and the teacher's face turns red like a tomato. Priceless! You would have laughed at it.
Well, so far that would have been a great story. I would have come back home with a good Geography mark and that would be the end of it. If it weren't for what happened next of course.
It was then that one of my classmates, started to mumble things about your home with his mates. They talked about rumours about the land being cursed and the people too.
Maybe I should have got back to my seat, but you know me. I had to approach that idiot and ask him politely to shut his mouth. In my defense, I did ask politely.
And, as you just be guessing now, he didn't.
And I got in trouble.
But can you blame me? I couldn't stand it Elsa. He started saying things about your family. That there were rumors about your father had lost his mind by closing the castle gates. That the King was probably hiding a treasure or even a weapon. Or that your country had a secret technology that didn't want to share. All pure nonsense. And, I don't know, maybe I'm reaching that difficult age as they called it, but, it bothered me the most that they all started laughing. And the teacher didn't mind it.
Then this lad starts saying all of the Arendellians were also crazy people and mean. He called them bandits and dirty.
Then others started to support him. Saying it was so strange that no one has seen the Princesses either. And everyone wondered why.
I heard about your castle closing the gates. My father had told me your parents must have a good reason and I think so too. I just hope you and Anna are doing well.
I told my classmate to stop believing in those rumours. And that I had actully been there and all of it were pure lies. And that you were very much real. He just shrugged and rolled his eyes but didn't say anything else.
The teacher insisted that I return to my seat. Which I did. At least for a second or two I did try to be a good student.
I said tried.
Just at the moment I reached my desk that idiot spoke loudly enough for me to hear.
He asked, if I had really been there, if it was true there were real monsters in the castle. And if the monsters were actually just ugly Princesses.
That almost got me. Truly. But I tried to keep myself calm.
I clenched my teeth at that moment and didn't reply. Just stood there looking at my desk.
The teacher called my classmate attention but he didn't listen. He had to speak again.
He had to say that probably your mother didn't even dare to get near to someone as ugly as you.
And that was it. I had had enough.
And this time, I wasn't so nice. But, can you blame me? He had it coming.
That's when I lost it. Maybe I should have controlled myself better. But something inside of me burst and next thing I did, was to grab my Geography book and throw it with all my strength across the classroom.
I must have been very angry because the book hit him right in the face with so much force it made him fall of his chair. Some of them laughed, the teacher did not.
I know you don't approve of violence. But, at that moment, I simply couldn't stand there and do nothing. Maybe, I got a bit sensitive when he talked about your mother like that. You must have heard, that I lost mine not so long ago and well, I think I took it a bit too personal.
Not to justify my behavior, but ever since she died I have been struggling to handle myself sometimes. Well, let's just say I don't like to talk about it. Let's get back to the story shall we?
After that, I gained myself a new reputation. And everyone looks at me weirdly now. The quiet skinny kid turned out to be a rebel and violent. They gave me a nickname and everything. The Rebel Prince they call me. I don't mind. If that ceases the bad talking about your home and your family so be it. I am just a spare royal, nothing else.
Still, even if I don't regret it, I do hope you can forgive me. Could this be the real reason I can't stop thinking about you and forced me to write this letter? Probably. I guess I needed to put into words what's been happening and troubling me.
I needed to tell you. Even if you never end reading this, I needed to let it out. And imagine you'd be listening, or reading in this case.
Also, before you start worrying, I didn't got expelled so don't worry. Almost did, but my father intervened.
And guess what? My father actually just pretended to scold me in front of the principal. When I told him about the rumours and why I punched my classmate, he was the one upset about it and started arguing with the principal for letting all those lies spread around the Academy. After all, he and your father are friends and are graduates from the same school. I guess it runs in the family to lose temper like that.
We didn't reach the point of wars being declared but let's just say our emassador had to intervene for the sake of diplomacy.
I know, I know. You don't approve any of this. I can imagine you'd scold me too. Don't worry I am grounded for the rest of the summer.
And by the way, it happens I am not the only one that got into trouble. My father is also grounded for yelling at the Principal. My bother Franz, has grounded us both. Sometimes I wonder if he already acts more like a King than my own father.
He also didn't find it funny when I made up the nickname of Piano Face to that lad. Get it? Because he is missing some teeth. My sister says my jokes are really bad. I wonder if you'd find them funny.
Anyway, I can't wait to stare at the window for all this summer and do nothing. In fact, this letter might be the most productive thing I had done so far. Maybe I should clean and organize all the library. My brother's room is right down to it. I bet he'll love the noise.
I've also been thinking about escaping and go for a swim at the lake. It's such a hot summer you know. Is it also hot in Arendelle this time of the year?
I heard there is a small beach in Arendelle. Maybe someday, if I go to visit, we can test who is the best swimmer? Or test who builds better sand castles. You might have been great with snowmen, but I'll definitely be better than you with sand.
In Rosendelle we practice canoeing and fishing too. If you ever come to visit we could also try doing any of those, if you'd like.
What other activities can you think of? Well, it doesn't matter. I know I'll beat you. Prepare to lose Elsa. You are going down.
I feel like I'm writing nonsense again. Am I still doing it? I told you I am really bad at this.
Is it weird? That I want to tell you a lot of things and yet I can't find the words? Have you ever felt that way? It must be the heat.
Or maybe it's because I'm writing and not talking to you. It's was so much easier talking to you in person. Although from what I can remember we used to argue most of the times. Still, it was kind of entertaining.
My brother is knocking at the door. I suppose, that's my cue and stop writing all this nonsense of words to you. Again sorry about that.
But honestly, I really hope you are doing well and that you are not paying attention to those rumours. And if someone starts calling you ugly, I'll understand if you punch them. I can assure you. It does feels good.
See you *letter* Miss Adele Dazeem.
Yours sincerely,
Your Partner in Crime, Derek
P.S. Did you get the joke? I wrote letter instead of later.
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And that's it for the moment. Until next chapter. Did you like it?
Christmas is coming. And a new chapter too.