On to the next one! Here's to the wonderful honeymoon! Only part one though. Part two of their honeymoon will be the next chapter c: Which I will be posting right after this one.
And... well... let's just say chapter 9 is the moment you've all been waiting for~
Enjoy!!
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We arrive on the docks of the island with a smooth landing. Thanks to my husband, he didn’t drop me the entire way. It was about midnight and half of the moon emitted light onto the island. Up near the top of the elevated island was the exotic wooden cabin. No lights were lit inside and the island looked mostly dead during the late night. Nothing but the ocean breeze and the crashing waves could be heard.
“Let’s fly up to the entrance, and I think there’s a key under the flower pot.” He added loudly over the crashing of the waves. I nodded my head and got back to our position from flying earlier. We slowly lifted off of the docks and glided smoothly over the front porch of the cabin. He set both me and the luggage back on the ground and looked underneath one of the two flower pots that decorated the entrance of the cabin. To Jack’s prediction the key was underneath one of the flower pots. He then opened the door and walked into the pitch black darkness that was the inside of the cabin. To our misfortune there were no candles to be seen. We looked practically everywhere, and after about ten minutes of searching Jack had finally found some.
“Hey Elsa, I found some. We just need to find a box of matches.” He echoed through the cabin. I then started to look for a box of matches. Luckily I found a large box on the dresser in the master bedroom.
“Found some matches.” I called from across the cabin. Jack then walked into the master bedroom with me. In his hand he had a couple of candles and something else that I could not make out in the darkness. He set the candles onto the dresser and I struck one of the matches. Finally there was light and I then noticed the other item in his hand. It was a fresh ice rose and I smiled brightly as he hands it to me.
“For you my wife.” He calls me for the first time and I flush instantly.
“T-thank you Jack,” I mumble bashfully and I accept the rose happily. His eyes shift onto mine and we look into each other’s eyes for a short while. Then Jack looks away as he changes the subject.
“I’ll go grab our luggage, you go freshen up and I’ll be there in a minute.” He instructed and exited the room. I took a long look at myself in the mirror over the dresser. My hair was slightly messy from the flying and thankfully my make-up wasn’t as faded as usual. Carefully I set the rose down on the dresser and turned on my heel to enter the bathroom. In there I struggled to take off my dress, though to my dismay it was almost impossible to take it off myself. I heard Jack drop the bags onto the floor and he was my only option.
“Jack!” I call.
“Yes?” He replies instantaneously.
“C-can you help me?” I hesitantly ask as I blush slightly.
“Is everything okay?” He asks as he opens the bathroom door. There he finds me struggling to take the dress off and he chuckles slightly.
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The Choices We Make (A Jelsa Fan-Fiction)
FanfictionElsa is invited to a private meeting by the Guardians of the Earth. She is demanded that she is to marry Jack Frost and bear his child-- or more like the prophecy/myth "Frost Child." Only this child can be able to save the world from Pitch's return...
