Chapter 8: Problem in the Works

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Helga Isolda Gerda POV
"So here is the house" Emma tells me as we pull up at a large white house. "Regina lives here" Emma explains, "I'll just go inside and grab them" she says stepping out and running up to the door. "Regina!" Emma knocks on the door. "What!" A woman with shoulder-length black hair yells as she opens the thick, white front door."

Later
"So.... Helga" Henry asks sipping a hot chocolate in a booth at Granny's diner "Where are you from?" "Arendelle" I smile. "Arendelle?" Henry questions, "Who exactly are you?" "Helga Isolda Gerda, heir apparent and Princess of Arendelle as well as their future Queen" I respond. "Their future queen?" Henry asks confused. "You're Regina and Emma's son!" I retort, "Emma's biologically and Regina is my adoptive mother" Henry answers bluntly. "My parents went missing when I turned six... my Aunt became regent for me" I answer his previous question. Getting thirsty pick up my chocolate milkshake and gasp when the sides of the glass burns my fingers, only it wasn't a hot burn it was a cold burn, the affected area was turning bright blue. I yelp as Emma comes rushing from the counter. "What's wrong?" Emma asks, "My glass, it's freezing cold" I mutter. Emma approaches the glass with her hand and picks it up with no trouble whatsoever. "Helga, it's fine" Emma tells me as Regina walks up behind her. I touch the glass again and flinch. "It's so cold" I insist. "Come on" Emma tells Henry and I as we rush to the car and back to Mary-Margret and David's apartment.

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