"Well, uh, my name is Elsa. I was born around here, and, well, ever since my sister died from the... cold, my parents have been nothing but abusive to me. So I ran away. As for the cold, I guess you could say I'm used to it." I say, carefully selecting truths. "What about you?" I ask. "Well, my name's Julian. My parents died from the freezing cold. They say it's the elder princesses fault for all this death from the cold and that she even killed her sister. Apparently, she has ice powers. The king and Queen are trying to cover it up, but nothing like that can ever stay hidden. Anyways, this 'princess' sounds like a monster and a witch. Well, ever since then, I've been trying to keep my sisters safe, and one of them is unfortunately suffering from a heart condition, but I don't have enough money to get it treated. So, I'm trying to hunt down the 'princess'. Word has it, she got out and there's a huge bounty on her head, dead or alive. I could even place a ransom-" He keeps going on and on about his hatred for me, till he notices my expression, which had been growing by the minute.
"What's up with that look?" he asks somewhat concerned. For a minute, you'd think he might've actually cared about me. But that small flicker of concern vanished as he put two and two together. "Are you-" he began, but the ice erupting from my hands made him stop in his tracks.
"You are the princess!" he shouted as he makes him way to grab ahold of me. But my icy hands cause him to loosen his grip. Loose enough for me to break free and run.
