The Alternative Mysteries

CHAPTER XI: THE QUEEN OF ARENDELLE

(Third Person's P.O.V)

People around a small kingdom named Arendelle were preparing for a very special occasion, their queen's birthday.

On the palace of the kingdom, a girl with platinum blonde hair was looking out the window. She sighed and seemed to be not in the mood because she was in deep thought of something. She was the queen of Arendelle, Queen Elsa.

"Elsa? I thought I'd find you here." said another girl with strawberry brown hair who appeared to be her sister.

Elsa got startled a bit and looked behind her, "Anna, you startled me." she made a sly smile.

"Sorry about that. Anyways, it's your birthday, Elsa; you should be happy." she chuckled.

Elsa sighed then looked down, "How can I be happy when–?"

Anna realized what was wrong, "Oh– Elsa, I'm sorry I– I forgot." she looked down.

"No, it's okay. It had been years now," Elsa smiled warmly.

"Well, think of it this way, she would've wanted you to be happy on your; and her birthday." Anna said to cheer her up.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she smiled.

"C'mon, I know something that'll make you feel better." Anna beamed then grabbed Elsa's hand then dragged her down.

***

The queen's birthday was grand and Elsa seemed to have forgotten about her troubles.

Night fall came and Elsa prepared for bed time and wore her silk ice blue night gown with frost for designs.

She lay on her bed but she couldn't get a wink of sleep. She just stared at the ceiling that had a big snowflake as the design. She was up for hour with a wondering mind till something crossed her mind, why doesn't she have someone to spend the rest with her life with?

She remembered how Anna used to set her up with various kings and princes from different kingdoms, she felt nothing but annoyance and bore when talking to them. She was looking for someone different because all of the guys she met were just the same, boring, classy, casual and well, boring.

Elsa closed her eyes to see if she could fall asleep but a strange noise made her sit up, kind of like a tip toe sound.

"Who's there?" she said nervously, little fear rushed through her.

"Shh... Stay still..."

"What the– Oh!"

Someone wrapped a cloth to her mouth to prevent her from screaming.

"Bro, put sleeping dust on her, quick!"

Elsa could hear whispering from two men, she couldn't see quite clearly because there was no light but the moonlight. She could only see two figures that resemble each other.

She tried screaming but her mouth covering was awfully tight, it felt painful. She felt some dust was thrown to her face and before she knew it, she fell unconscious.

***

(Elsa's P.O.V)

The sun's bright and hot light woke me up, could everything be all just a dream? I opened my eyes to see a girl with fiery red curls beside me.

"Oh, you're finally awake." she said with a sly smile.

"Where am I?" I asked as I touch my head.

"I really don't know. I just woke up minutes ago before you did. I'm Merida by the way." she said.

"As in Princess Merida, I'm Elsa." I said politely.

"Oh, you're a queen, right?" she smiled.

"Uh-huh. Who took us here?" I asked while frowning.

"All I can remember were twins that have ice and fire powers." she placed her finger on her chin.

I stood up; I realized just now that my wrists were tied. I saw a slender figure approaching.

"Let us go!" I yelled at the figure.

"No can do, Queeny. Oh, so you could see me eh? That means you believe in me?" he said with a mischievous chuckle.

"Who are you!?"

The figure approached me, he had silver hair and he wore a blue hoodie and he had a staff. This must be Jack Frost. Yes, as an ice queen, I believe in him and my mother told e stories about hi when I was a kid.

"Jack Frost?" I frowned.

He lifts my chin up with his fingers to get eye contact with me, "I've been dying to meet you, ice queen." he smirked.

"What the– let me go!" I looked away to make him let go of my chin.

"You know, you're pretty beautiful." he said with a playful voice.

"Jack, what do you think you're doing?" said a brunette girl, walking towards us.

Jack Frost immediately turned away from me to face the girl.

"I– uh... nothing, Iya. Hey, aren't you suppose to be with your boyfriend or something?" he laughed nervously while scratching his head.

"I don't have a boyfriend. And what are these two doing all tied up? I thought you and Jake put them in a comfy room?" the girl named Iya yelled.

"But I thought they were supposed to be prisoners?" Jack said with raised eyebrows.

"They're not. Well, they actually are but– argh! Never mind." said Iya while untying me and Merida.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"We just wanted to talk." said Iya.

"If you wanted to talk then you should've just came in the palace and set out an appointment with me." I exclaimed.

"Well, the guards won't let us set foot in your palace, and we need an immediate talk with you," said Jack Frost.

"Jack, show some respect; she's a queen for crying out loud!" yelled Iya as he punches him on the arm.

"So what? I don't care," Jack sighed before stomping out of the room.

Iya groaned with annoyance at Jack then she sighed, "Sorry about him, your highness. He's just– I dunno, stubborn sometimes." she said then she bowed.

"It's okay." I smiled. "So Iya, what do you want to talk about?"

She hesitated, "Well, um... how can I start? Well you see–" she took a deep breath.

"Wait a minute, Iya. I'll be the one to talk to her." said a person who just came in the room who looks like Jack Frost but with black hair and red hoodie.

"Alright then, Jake, that would make things easier for me," said Iya as she stepped out of the room.

I observed the guy standing in front of me, I guess he's the opposite of Jack Frost, he could be his twin or something but I never heard of him before.

His expression changed, from serious to sincere. "Queen Elsa, you looked so much like your twin sister, Flare."

My eyes widened, how on earth did he find out that I have a twin sister and how did he know her!? And more importantly, my twin sister is dead!

My jaw dropped, "How did you–?"

"I know her," he answered.

"She's dead; she died when we were still young! How can you know someone whose dead already?" I couldn't help but yell. I don't know if I were to believe this, he's saying my sister's alive. That's quite impossible. I bit my lip to control my tears from falling down because my emotions were mixed up, I felt angry, happy and sad.

A smile curled from his lips, "Don't worry, she's still alive."

END OF CHAPTER XI