Im still here... { Jelsa }

Chapter 29

Anna's PoV:

Me and Kristof went back to our silence, a good silence!
I leaned back into Kristof playing with his fingers and massaging his hand, and he- from what I could tell, was zoned out.
Completely.
I didn't mind though, I just though about if me and Kristof really did have a child,
And I eventually got carried away, imaging names for girls and boys.
If it was a girl, I'd call her,. Kristina? ( a girl version of Kristof?) Allaly? Nah. jasmine? Nope. Eleanor? hah! That sounds over classy. Pretty name though. what about-

Before I could finish of my own thoughts, I was cut off.
Well, I cut myself off.
Why?
Well, to my amazement, I saw a snow flake!
Not outside, but inside!
And no, Olaf wasn't around, so it wasn't his flurry!
I fact I haven't seen Olaf in awhile? Where is he?
Oh well I'll dwell on that later!

"Kristof! I saw a snowflake!" I whisper yell, not wanting to disturb the snowflake.
He "ignores" me, most likely a million miles away in his thoughts.

I slowly get out of Kristof's chest & arms, and go towards the snowflake,
It is not any snowflake, it is glowing a vibrant blue, and is hovering- much bigger then an average snowfake. It must be magic!
I go towards the snowflake to touch it, my finger inching closer- only for it to move.
As if it had a mind of it's own. It doesn't stop, but begins to head out of the room.
Looking back at Kristof, almost half a sleep, I decide to do one thing.
And follow the snowflake.

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Elsa Pov;

Walking a long the corridors, pondering about my parents, I though about where they could be.
How come I could not seem them?

We were both dead.
I was dead.
They where dead, unless some how they survived the anguish of the sea at that night- which was merely impossible.
If they had survived, then where did they go? the closets land to them was Germany, and Norway.
Which were both are neighbouring country's and kingdoms who were also are alleys, so they could have easily made it back to Arendale.
And their presence should have be notified.
How would they have passed as dead? And wouldn't the people on the ship knew They were alive?

No, the only Person who Survived was a slave boy. He was working on the deck and when the storm was blooming, he looked over the edge. with a few old crate boxes that where empty and open, when the boat tilted to the left, he flew out in to the Atlantic Oceanf.

When he went into the deathly chilling water- that had an alarming strong current, he jumped into the create, which luckily floated with his slim weight. Before any one noticed his presence, the see had pulled away from the boat and closer to shore.
eventually after a while, with rocks and shakes, and splashes and threats to sink or tip him out, the stork grew, and sunk the ship although he was far away, to far to he dragged by the pull force of the ship sinking, he saw no heads bubble up. only two, which got dragged and pulled under by the with of the current.
They heads never returned.

- the boy told the people of the country he landed on, and along with the letter of the sadden news, he arrived back to Arendale with a fever, and after a few days,.. died.
Due to that fever.

Therefore there was no survivors.

>including my parents.

But what still enchanted me, where were they?

It frazzled my mind and confused me more when I thought about it.

At least it had me something to think about while I soured this castle day and night. But I knew I would most like to never get an explainable answer.

I had now walked passed a large window what was steamed up with Arendale burning wood on the fires threw out the whole of the building.

Walking towards it I tried to see threw the glass.
It showed Arendale in a hazy light from an angle I had never quite seen.

As Always, it was beautiful.
And this view was a different views to arendale's beauty, what only enchanted It more.

I looked deeper into the glass, I could see a water fountain and a long thin river that trailed along not meeting near the city area.

It excited me that their was some parts to Arendale I had not seen yet, some u told secrets for me to discover in time.
I had an eternity too.

I decided to head on, so I pushed back from the widow, my palm on the glass.
I saw something, shocking, from when I lifted my palm.
Not something quite alarming like
A crack in the glass, but,..

A hand print.

My hand print

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Hans pov;

Dragging be across beautiful,
black, marble floor- that had a fine polished look to it,
I was stunned.

Not even are palace had such riches to afford this.
This place held such beauty to it.

"Ah I see you like the place, eh?" Pitch said with a smirk.

"Anyway- first plan, like I promised- we destroy Arendalle. But to stop you from havering regrets about it after woulds, we will make it the grande's show so you know you won't have to wish you had destroyed it in different ways,"

I was confused by what the beast meant.

I though I was going to stay up at night, because I though I didn't destroy Arendale is the best- funnest way!?

He was crazy!

How was I going to Survive?