Frozen Shadows

The Tragic Tale of Bella

THE NEXT DAY
Elsa gathered everyone around her, the flickering candles casting eerie shadows.

"I've uncovered the truth about Bella's past," Elsa began, her voice solemn.

Anna leaned in, intrigued. "Tell us."

"Decades ago," Elsa started, "the Malakai ancestor, King Charlie, was infatuated with Bella, a beautiful Odissi dancer from Bengal."

Kristoff's brow furrowed. "What happened?"

Elsa continued, "Bella loved David, her co-dancer, but the king wouldn't accept rejection. On New Year's Eve, he publicly beheaded David."

Olaf gasped. "That's horrific!"

Anna's eyes widened. "And Bella?"

Elsa's voice dropped to a whisper. "The king imprisoned Bella, intending to force her into marriage. Heartbroken and enraged, Bella swore vengeance upon the royal family's successors before taking her own life."

Sven snorted uneasily.

Kristoff's face darkened. "The king's cruelty knew no bounds."

Elsa nodded. "But that's not the end. The king mysteriously died soon after."

"The palace's curse?" Anna wondered.

Elsa nodded. "Powerful sorcerers and high priests were summoned to seal away Bella's spirit on the third floor of the palace."

Olaf trembled. "S-sealed away? What does that mean?"

Elsa's expression turned grave. "They trapped Bella's spirit, preventing her from seeking revenge. But the curse remains, waiting to be unleashed."

The room fell silent, the weight of Bella's tragic story settling upon them.

Anna's voice barely above a whisper. "We have to help Bella find peace."

Elsa's determination grew. "We will. But first, we need to understand the true nature of the curse."

Kristoff stood up. "Let's get to work. We have a long ahead."

As they began their investigation, the palace's shadows seemed to stir, whispering:

"Bella's spirit remains, waiting..."