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He is the hunter, I am the fox. And I run. I run as far as I can through nooks and crannies, dashing from street to street. These two days away from the palace have been nothing less than chaos itself. Well, it's as they say, that no amount of freedom gets you clean. And to think, I thought of him as sunshine. Well, he is sunshine. I'm the problem.

I'm the reason this kingdom is so frigid and icy. I should be dead. Maybe they'd all be better off without me. Maybe this ice found her Sun and will have to melt and go off now, I am a mis- My thoughts are cut off by the sound of guards. And then, "Elsa, what are you doing here?" My mother appears out nowhere, fake concern coloring her voice. I'm scared. So, so very scared. And within a minute, they all see the ice shoot right to her heart.

"Guards, seize her!" My father shouts, not bothering to put on a show of kindness for the public. But just as the guards began to tug and grab at me, a blonde figure appeared, like a savior. Julian. I thought. And for the first time in forever, my thoughts didn't betray me.


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