The Invisible (Jelsa)

Chapter X

Sometimes she wished that Anna could see Jack. Her sister came up to her often in her pregnancy, with that look on her face. Elsa knew she meant well, but it always hurt a little.

"You know, there are many attractive men, if you just start looking." She would say, "Doesn't the queen want heirs." She ticked her sister, and Elsa laughed.

"Anna." She would sigh, wishing she could tell her about Jack, and how he was all she would ever need.

But how do you force someone who doesn't believe to believe? Anna was childlike, but not enough to believe in the master of snow himself. Yes, Elsa wished so much to tell her closet friend, but she could not.

FROZEN

Two years after her re-coronation, she found herself in a council meeting. Jack had begun attending, because who the hell would have guessed, but he enjoyed politics. And, Elsa enjoyed him because he could say all the things that she would not be in the right to speak of.

The council was made of representatives from neighboring kingdoms, the wealthiest merchants in the village, and old friends of her parents that had advised them in their youth. In all, it was a crowded room of about 40 people.

A stingy old man, who Elsa did not particularly like but was the richest baker in the whole land and thought himself to be so high and mighty because of his knowledge of royal issues and such, ended this particular meeting with something unexpected.

"Our queen is a mighty queen, I think we all know she is loved by everyone." He said, looking at Elsa. The congregation murmured in agreement, "But how long until we expect her to marry?" The words hit Elsa right in the heart.

"Mr. Finnes, am I not worthy to rule without a husband?" She asked icily, and Jack noticed the frosting of her desk as she leaned forward.

"But don't we want the line to continue in your family?" He asked, and to Elsa's displeasure, a couple people nodded and began agreeing with him.

"Anna had a son not long ago; if I never marry the throne would go to him, which I find to be perfectly okay." Elsa grit her teeth together, refusing to look at Jack.

"But it is not for you to stay single, m'queen!" Mr. Finnes cried, "A queen must marry. It think we've let you had your fun long enough, Elsa." He said with finality in his voice, "Possible suitors can be carried in by Friday, and then-," Elsa held up a hand to stop him.

"Did you ever think that maybe I have a suitor already?" She asked, and Jack bared his teeth.

"Yeah, Elsa's mine you old man!" He said angrily, but of course no one paid attention to him.

"You do?" Mr. Finnes said, "Well where is this invisible man?" He asked, "I don't see him."

"Of course you don't see me, you fish-lipped coot! You have no magic in your life! You wouldn't see magic even if it hit you over the head!"

Elsa just laughed, assumedly at how true his words were. "Oh, this isn't something to concern you. Just know that I am in good hands." She said, "Dismissed." Mr. Finnes looked like he wanted to argue more, but grudgingly gathered his things to leave. Elsa, per tradition, was to stay in the room until the last people had left. She turned to Jack, and rolled her eyes and let out a long sigh of air.

"They don't understand, I'm sorry." Jack winced.

"Why are you apologizing." She had mastered speaking low so that only Jack could hear, "It's not my fault they can't see you."

Elsa felt someone tapping her shoulder. She turned to see a council member she very much liked; it had been her father's nanny long ago, and she was like a grandmother to Elsa and Anna.

"Hello, Frey." She greeted the woman warmly, smiling. She noticed a group behind the old woman, and one looked around and shut the door, "What is this about?"

Frey, instead, curtsied to Elsa's left-where Jack stood, "Mr. Frost, you must be." Jack's eyes widened.

"You can see me?" He gaped, and shared twin looks of surprise with Elsa.

"We all can." Frey waved a hand to everyone behind her, who all greeted him with just as much kindness.

"Frey, I...I..." Elsa wiped a tear from her eye, "I thought only I could see him!"

"Who do you think taught your father of Jack Frost, because he taught you?" There was a glimmer in her eye. Elsa counted- out of 40 members of her council, 23 could see her Jack.

"There will always be those who believe," A young man who ran the carpet shop said, "And those who teach our children to believe."

"He must be your man," Frey giggled, "We've all watched him for months now, at your side, without fail. He is a little young I do think." She scrutinized him.

"Jack's not...well, mortal." Elsa explained with a wince, "He is suspended in this age."

"I told you!" A girl from the back called out, "Everyone pay up!"

"You're husband is handsome, I must say." Frey smiled, once again curtsying to him, "This kingdom couldn't have a more understanding King of the Queen and her powers."

Jack and Elsa shared a look, followed by a short laugh.

"We're not married." Jack said curtly, rubbing the back of his neck. A shocked ripple traveled through the crowd.

"What?" The girl who had betted on his appearance gaped.

"Well you can't very marry an invisible man with no witnesses." Elsa snapped, but only because of how awkward she felt at explaining such things.

"Well that won't do!" Frey's husband said, coming to stand by his plump wife, "That won't do at all. Now, you have more than enough witnesses." He said with a smile.

"Oh, I love royal weddings!" Someone cried from the middle.

"This is just wonderful. I have always imagined seeing both my grandchildren happily married with families of their own." Frey's eyes began to tear.

"This is all very nice and dandy," Elsa stopped the commotion, "But who will marry us?" She looked around, knowing very well there was not any religious person among the council. She attempted very much to keep the faith in the old gods and the governing of her kingdom separate things.

"Well, the priest, of course." Frey said like it was obvious, "A man who believes in the old gods will have no trouble believing in the breath of winter."