Chapter 2

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After I eat breakfast the next morning, I take out a bag, and start filling it with clothes, a pair of boots, and my mother's scarf, which was already in my room. I grab a few books, some paper, some stationary, a pillow, a blanket, and some money. I already snuck down to the kitchen to get food and water last night, so I'm ready to go.

I hide the bags in my closet, so my parents don't find out what I'm planning.

I look out the window to see Mother in her greenhouse. She seems to be watering her plants. Sometimes Gerda would do it, but Mother was raised in the village, so she usually takes care of the plants in the Queen's greenhouse herself. Her greenhouse is the only place with colour around the castle during winter.

I hear a knock on my door, and turn around to look in its direction.

"Elsa?" My thirteen-year-old little sister calls through the door. "Do you want to build a snowman?"

I used to tell her to go away, but now, I just wait until she leaves. Every time she comes, a new layer of ice appears on my walls and floor, because of my fear of hurting her.

I hear her footsteps move away from my door. I hate upsetting her, but what else am I supposed to do? It's not as if I can go play with her. Even though I really want to.

I decide to spend the rest of the day reading, and focusing on my studies.

At around ten o'clock, Mother and Father come in to talk to me again. I have my gloves on, but the floor around me is covered by a layer of frost, and I still don't let them touch me.

"Hello, Elsa," Father greets me.

"Hello, Father," I curtsy.

"How are you?" He asks.

What do you think? I almost roll my eyes at the stupid question. I know he means well, but really?

"It's getting worse," I reply, fear creeping into my voice.

The walls, floor, and even some of the furniture are covered in a thin layer of frost.

"I told you," he says. "Being scared just makes it worse."

Jack says the same thing all the time, but the only time I'm not scared is when I'm around him. I feel loved when I'm around him.

"Remember, conceal don't feel," I hear Father say.

"Don't let them know," I finish.

I pretend to muffle a yawn, so we could end this conversation. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but our relationship's been strained for years. Like I said, they don't love me, and our relationship is like one between a king and queen, and their successor, not one between parents and their daughter.

"Right, well, good night, Elsa," Mother gives me a small smile.

"Good night, Mother, Father," I curtsy again, as Mother leads Father out of my room.

I quickly grab some paper and a pen, and write a quick note to my parents.

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Dear Mother and Father,

I have decided to run away from home. I feel like I'm a burden on your lives. I've been stuck in my room for eight years because of this horrible curse, and I've decided to leave. I'm too afraid that I might hurt you, or others.

If I leave, then you, Anna, and Arendelle will be safe from me, and my powers. Anna can be your Queen, Father. She loves Arendelle, and will make a great Queen. You won't have to worry that Arendelle will fear their Queen, because Anna is normal, and there's no reason for people to fear her.

Don't worry about me, and even though I'm sure you won't, don't try to find me. I'm fine.

I love you both very much, and tell Anna that I love her, too, and that she'll be a great queen.

Your daughter,

Elsa

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I put the letter into an envelope, and sealed it, leaving it on my desk.

I hear tapping on my window. I unlock it and Jack flies in. He wraps his arms around me, lifting me off of the ground as we crash onto my bed. I giggle, and he laughs. I give him a kiss, which he responds to immediately. We only part when we run out of air.

"Hi to you, too," he grins. "Did you change your mind?"

"No, Jack," I reply firmly. "I'm leaving. I can't be a burden to my parents any longer. They don't even love me, so there's no point in staying anyway."

"Alright," he sighs, giving me a smile. "If you're sure. Let's go."

I take my two bags, and Jack helps me climb out of the window. He flies me down, and we land just outside the castle gates.

We make our way through the snow, and up the North Mountain talking and laughing all the way.

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