Jelsa Infernal Ice

Chapter 14: Pure Silence

Two weeks had soon passed, and March had just come around. The first buds of flowers were starting to bloom, while the bare trees began to sprout gorgeous green leaves after a chilly winter season. With the start of a new season, the lovely town of Arendelle woke up nice and early to welcome the morning sunshine before instantly getting down to work. The tasty smell of freshly baked bread filled the air, mixed in with the sweet scent of brightly coloured flowers.

As peaceful as it was outside, it was a commotion inside of the castle gates.

Elsa is now five months pregnant, meaning she had just a few more months to go until the royal baby is born. Everyone within the castle - the guards, the chefs, the maids, the servants, everyone - made sure, in advance, that the castle would be properly prepared for anything; from the hospital wing where Elsa will deliver the baby, to the bedrooms, to the dining hall, everything.

"Oh, Marie, it's alright. You don't have to do that," Elsa said to one of the maids, who had spent her entire morning cleaning and organizing the currently uninhabited nursery, which had grown to be Elsa's new favorite room in the castle.

"Nonsense, your Highness," smiled the maid. "This is what your mother and father would have wanted for their first grandchild, after all."

Elsa insisted that they didn't have to do such things, especially four months early, that she wouldn't mind doing them herself but they all refused. They all wanted their Queen to be in the best condition for when the time arrived.

And on top of that, Elsa found that she couldn't walk five feet without someone there to watch her, in case she would fall, trip or slip on something, as if that would ever happen to the most graceful person in Arendelle. Elsa thought it was ridiculous, as if she was suddenly made of glass and everyone feared that she would break into a million pieces. Elsa knew that they were just concerned; her being Queen while carrying the future prince or princess in your body, it was clear why everyone watched her every move.

But it was starting to get annoying. She wanted to do things herself, to walk through the castle halls without something there to catch her in case the floor suddenly disappeared or something. But she didn't have a choice. Everyone wanted her to be safe, they were just being cautious. A little too cautious.

That morning, after puking up a storm in her bathroom, she and Jack went downstairs to join Anna and Kristoff for breakfast. Elsa walked in with one hand on her stomach as she bit back the pain she felt every time she moved. Anna frowned when she saw how strained her sister was.

"Still a bit sick?" she asked her.

Elsa groaned as she sat down. "You have no idea what morning sickness feels like until you actually have it."

Elsa had been lucky with the first four months of her pregnancy. Despite the bodily aches, she had no nausea, no stomach aches, nothing. But when her fifth month came along, Elsa couldn't go through one morning without vomiting in her bathroom. Jack felt horrible, seeing Elsa go through something like this. She always tries to kick him out of the bathroom, insisting that he shouldn't witness her like this, but he stopped at nothing to help her as he held her hair up and rubbed her back as she leaned over the sink.

It was painful, dreadful. Sometimes it got so bad that Elsa ended up crying against the bathroom door. Her entire body ached with an incredible amount of pain, something incomparable to the first few months of her pregnancy. At times, her body would cringe in so much pain, that she just had to stop moving in order for it to cease. She felt disabled, wounded, useless; she absolutely hated it.

And if that didn't make things bad enough, she had put herself under so much stress. She knew it was unhealthy to be putting herself through such things, but things were different if you ruled an entire kingdom.