Fighting Against Time (JELSA)

Chapter Thirty Two❄

Elsa's P-O-V

As we drove going to the house,  I can't help but to get nervous.  What if we're mistaken?  What if she can't help us as much as we expected?  What if she don't have the answer and we are going to pop out like a lone bubble? We only have four freaking days for crying out loud and it's not only the best part,  Hans is killing someone and we don't have any idea about how did he managed to go here and sacrificed himself just for the revolutionary to win the war. We're all having a life threatening situation here and this is not helping.

Jack wound his arms around my shoulder and kissed my cheeks. We are sitting on the backseat of the car while Lyra is in the passenger's seat beside the driver.

"Don't be so nervous." He whispered. "Everything would be alright."

I sighed. "What if she is not the girl we thought she is?  What if we're mistaken?"

"Everything is going to be alright." Jack smiled at me. "Trust me. Everything would be alright. No one is going to die. Well,  except Hans. I would definitely kill him once we got back but that is not the thing I am talking about."

I chuckled. "Hans is making you're blood boil yet you're so calm. It's terrifying sometimes."

"That's me." He winked while I rolled my eyes.
       
"You should really be thinking about your confidence right now,  it's a bit over the top. Don't you think?" I laughed.

Jack shrugged. "Well,  a king can do anything. Right?"

"If it's lawful. Why not?" I whispered. "If its not,  the council will make a way to dethrone you."

"Nah.  They wouldn't do that. I am the best king you ever had." He laughed.

"You're such a self-obsessed man,  aren't you?." I rolled my eyes again.

"I am just trying to lighten up the mood." He pouted.  I giggled and peck the pout he made.

I smiled. "Maybe you should be serious in times like this,  Frosty."

"I am serious,  snowflake." He mumbled as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"There are actual people here lovebirds." Lyra teased.

I blushed tomato red. "Sorry,  Lyra."

"Nah. I enjoyed watching you.  It's better movie than Twilight. No offence." She laughed.

I pouted. "Hey.  I like Twilight."

"But I am better than Edward Cullen!" Jack argued.

I rolled my eyes. "I am not into Edward Cullen,  I like Seth Clearwater or Jacob Black,  to be honest."

Everyone groaned while I laughed.

"We're here." The driver announced as he pulled a halt in front of a decent looking house. Well,  more like an old mansion. The walls are white with black outline to make it more like a classical middle-aged mansion.

"This is quite a place." Lyra complimented.

I nodded. "She have some sense of style when it comes to designs for a residence."

We went to the front door and knocked a few times before we heard a footsteps hitting the floor and someone opening the door for us.
The door opened to reveal a girl with light chestnut brown hair. She is the girl in the picture and she looks gorgeous in person. Her hair flows perfectly into the middle of her back and her eyes are darker brown that actually looks like black. She have an oval face and thick pouty lips. Her tall feature is absolutely amazing and she is one of the beautiful girl I have encountered with in all my life.