Marked [Jelsa]

Chapter 1

"Elsa!" A sound echoed in the castle's hallways, startling the maids and the servants in the process.

Well, who wouldn't be surprised to hear someone. specifically, Princess Anna shout at 5 in the morning?

Elsa groaned in annoyance. She was up all night preparing for Anna's 18th Birthday which will be celebrated by the whole land this Sunday.

Despite the fact that it was only Monday, she already busied herself as she prepared the guest list, monitored the venues which is inside the castle's gates and the castle's very own ballroom, making sure that the place suits Anna's taste.

She also monitored the food for the party, making sure that every dish contains or is made up of chocolate.

"ELSA!" The same voice yelled, even louder than before, accompanied by a series of heavy knocks.

Elsa lazily stood up from her bed, doing a few stretches here and there as she fixed her loosened braid before she made her way to her door and opening it, greeted by her younger sister, grinning widely as she attacked Elsa with a bear hug.

"I saw the Ballroom earlier; It was amazing! Thank you so much, Elsa!" She squealed in delight as she broke the the hug.

Elsa smiled at the sight of her lively sister. The feeling of exhaustion slowly fading away.

"Well, my plan is to give you the best 18th Birthday Party ever, didn't I? I guess my plan has worked." Elsa beamed.

"You're the best!" Anna exclaimed. "Oh wait, before I forget... Kristoff will take me to town later to accompany me in buying a new dress. Would you like to come with us?"

Elsa sadly shook her head. "Can't. Still busy with all the arrangements. Just go and have fun on your date."

Anna frowned. "Okay then."

Elsa gave a sad smile, faint dark circles were visible in her eyes.

"Elsa..." Anna mumbled, getting the attention of the other; "Don't overwork yourself, okay? I know you're doing this for me, but you don't have to work too hard. I'm already happy just celebrating with you, Olaf, Sven and Kristoff."

Elsa couldn't resist herself as she hugged her sister, tight; mumbling an 'okay' as she slowly entered her chambers, preparing herself for another tiring day.

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"Scotland?" A male with deep voice and a hook for a hand asked as he scanned the notebook with a list of lands and countries written on it.

"We've been there and I ain't planning to go back to that nightmare. The clan DunBroch were tough and they have a huge number of weapons. What's worse is that they are aware of our weakness against silver and sunlight." A guy with a prostethic leg as he started rubbing the faint but fresh scar on his shoulder.

"There was this lady with wild, red hair and she shot an arrow in my shoulder. What's worse is that arrow was made of silver; Of fucking silver." He groaned as he thought of how long it would fully fade from his skin.

Vampires were weak against silver, although they wouldn't die. Healing would take time, unlike the sunlight. If a Vampire is exposed to a sunlight even for a mere minute, they would easily burn and turn to ashes in just seconds.

"It was tough to even grab a dinner there, but we at least had 4 or 5 meals. Nothing special about them. Typical peasant blood. Another thing is that we haven't got a chance to see the princess which sucks." Another guy with orange hair that was styled upwards stated as he yawned.

"How about the land of Corona, Hiccup? I heard they had a beautiful and special princess there..."

"We couldn't stay too long to even search for the princess. The sun was too strong." Hiccup groaned as he sat on the couch of the meeting room. "What's the next land we have to explore, Sir James Hook?"