Burdens

Chapter 4

A/N: Did any of you get what really happened at the end of the last chapter? If not you should definitely go back and read it. Anywho, part of this chapter is dedicated to the lovely Ruby Silverstone, she knows what part it is ;) Enjoy!

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I don't remember how I got here in this otherworldly city of pure gold. People below were dressed in an odd fashion. Some were dressed in battle armor and others in robes made of an odd fabric that moved like water. I looked behind to see a majestic castle. Towers made of pure gold were forged together like a pipe organ; this castle was truly odd. I stood atop of one of the many balconies below a miles and miles of gardens. A grand door before me opened into a giant hall and in the middle of this hall stood a monumental throne with a regal man upon it. He was dressed in all gold and black that complimented his stark white hair. His hand beckoned for me to come forward. I took a few steps forward into the hall and the door shut close. The man stood from the throne and in walked a woman with two young boys.

"Hello?" I spoke out loud, but no one seemed to hear me. Was I invisible? The man kissed the woman and gave small greetings to the boys. They were a family, the royal family from the looks of it... One boy with golden hair boasted about some adventure to his father. The king laughed and listened closely to what he had to say, but the younger looking boy stayed close to his mother. This boy showed no resemblance to his family. They all had light hair, but his was a pitch black. He was so frail and pale looking compared to them.

I moved closer to the family to get a better look at this young boy who caught my interest. He turned his head and looked dead at me. His bright green eyes pierced through my soul and he wore a stone cold expression that I knew all too well.

"Loki?!" I called out to him.

"Find the book..." The boy smiled and I fell.

I landed on some sort of hard ground, but there was only darkness. At this point, I expected to feel afraid. I hate the dark, but I felt nothing. Nothing at all. I tried to walk, but I could not move...

"Elsa..." An odd voice spoke.

"Who's there?" I looked everywhere in hopes of seeing the source of this voice.

"Elsa..." A pale blue light broke through the darkness, "Elsa..." The voice came from the light.

My body started to move involuntarily towards it as I watched the light dance around. A box that held the light source formed before my eyes. Intricate designs decorated the box along with what seemed to be handles. One certain part of the box was shattered and chipped. It was missing a piece... Coming closer and closer, deep throaty voices speaking in foreign tongue rose up. Some whispered... some laughed... some screamed. The voices grew louder and louder along with red eyes starting to dance through the dark as I reached out to the touch the box... I couldn't feel... I couldn't think... I had no control.

A bright golden light blasted through the darkness and chased the box away. I turned around and all my thoughts and feelings flooded back into me. There in the light stood a figure so mighty and proud; a helmet with curved horns adorned his head along with a cape billowing behind him. In his hand stood a scepter with a bright glowing blue stone that struck fear into my heart.

"Elsa..." He turned to look at me.

"Elsa..." There was only darkness.

 

"Elsa, darling?" I opened my eyes to Loki's gorgeously concerned face. My chest heaved up and down as my heart raced. I could feel the frost spreading beneath me. "Elsa, are you alright?"