Frost and Flame: A Tale of Love

The Talk

No One POV

~Late in the night~

As the surroundings were gradually engulfed in darkness, Taylor found herself wandering through the corridors, lost in a flood of memories of the delightful experiences she had shared within these walls. Each step she took propelled her forward, and before she even realized it, she stood in front of Elsa's door. Taking a deep breath, she gently tapped on the wooden surface, hoping that her friend had not yet succumbed to slumber. It was no ordinary visit; Elsa had specifically requested Taylor to come during the nighttime hours so they could engage in a heartfelt conversation.

The dimly lit hallway seemed to amplify the anticipation coursing through Taylor's veins. The soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the windows cast eerie shadows on the walls, adding an air of mystery to the scene. As Taylor waited for a response from behind the door, her mind wandered back to all the times she and Elsa had spent together within these very walls.

The memories flooded back like a torrential downpour. Laughter echoed through the hallways, secrets whispered under the cover of darkness, and tears shed in moments of vulnerability – all these experiences had woven a tapestry of friendship between Taylor and Elsa. These walls had witnessed their deepest conversations, their shared dreams and aspirations, and their unwavering support for one another.

Taylor's heart swelled with a mix of excitement and trepidation as she recalled the countless nights they had spent engrossed in heartfelt conversations. The nighttime hours seemed to hold a special kind of magic for them – a time when inhibitions were shed, and emotions flowed freely. It was during these late-night rendezvous that they bared their souls to each other, finding solace and understanding in their shared experiences.

As Taylor stood outside Elsa's door, she couldn't help but wonder what awaited her on the other side. Would Elsa be awake, ready to pour out her thoughts and feelings? Or would slumber have claimed her, leaving Taylor to wait for another night? The uncertainty only heightened the anticipation, making Taylor's heart beat faster with each passing second.

Elsa's voice echoed from within the room, "Please enter."

Taylor took a deep breath, summoning her courage before turning the doorknob and stepping into the room. As she entered, she gently closed the door behind her, finding herself immediately face-to-face with Elsa. The queen was adorned in a breathtaking purple nightgown that hugged her curves, accentuating her beauty. Not only did the ensemble draw attention to Elsa's eyes, but it also caused Taylor's heart to race involuntarily.

Approaching Elsa with a growing sense of trepidation, Taylor asked, "Is there something you wish to discuss?" Her heart pounded rapidly within her chest as she awaited Elsa's response.

"I wish to discuss the occurrences that have unfolded between us," Elsa replied, simultaneously moving closer to her companion. A subtle blush tinged her cheeks as she locked eyes with Taylor's intense gaze.

Taylor's heart sank as she gave a nod, her emotions in turmoil. The possibility of Elsa ending their friendship loomed over her, causing a slight fracture within her. This was all due to Taylor's recent admission of romantic affection towards Elsa, the young woman standing before her. She couldn't help but wonder if there had been a better time to reveal her feelings, a moment when they weren't under the dark cloud of an impending storm. However, circumstances had led them to this point, engulfed in a heated argument where Elsa saw herself as a monster. At this moment, Taylor felt an urgent need to make Elsa understand that she could never perceive her in such a negative light.