Frost at Birth (RotG)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

*Abigail's POV*

Besides Brandon's disappearance two weeks ago, my life was perfect. Dad was loosening the reins a bit, so to speak.

North had given me a snow globe with a little snowman in it. He told me that I could travel with it like he could, but if I was in trouble, I could shake it and say "Guardian" and they would all be notified of where I was and that I was in trouble.

I spent a lot of time at the Warren, just exploring, but I couldn't stay for long periods of time because I got warm. Bunny said it was only seventy degrees Fahrenheit, but it felt like a hundred to me. Makes sense, most humans start to get a chill when the temperature drops to fifty, I only got a chill when it dropped to zero.

"Dancing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh, o'er the fields we go, laughing all the way!" I sang quietly as I walked around outside. "Bells on bobtails ring, making spirits bright. Oh, what fun it is to sing a sleighing song tonight!"

"Abigail," I froze mid-step.

"Wh--what are you doing here?" I asked, squeezing my eyes shut. He was behind me, I couldn't see him yet. "My life was almost back to normal."

He started to speak, but I took off running. I started flying as fast as I could. I didn't want him to see me. I didn't want to see him.

"Abigail! Stop!" He yelled. His voice was harsh. "I can make this worse for you!" That made me stop as suddenly as hearing his voice did and I spun around.

"Get away from me."

"No."

"What could you possibly do to make this worse? You're already here!"

"Don't--" I slapped his cold cheek hard and flew away, my hand stinging.

The next time I turned around, he was merely a silhouette in the distance. I could only see a shadow.

As the sun went down, I just sat on the hilltop and cried. He thought he could disappear for two weeks, only to show back up and threaten me? How could he do that?

But I didn't mean to slap him. With the way he acted, it surprised me that he didn't hit me back. My hand still stung as I watched the sun set in the distance. That's most of the reason I was crying. Pitch was right, I was like one of Cupid's assistants as the spirit of love. It hurt me to hurt other people like that. I shouldn't have hit him.

He hurt me though, I insisted to myself. He deserved it after how he treated me.

When the sky grew dark and the only light was from the full moon, I decided to head back to the Workshop. It wasn't uncommon for me to be gone overnight, I'd done it at least four times, but this time I hadn't given anyone any warning.

I stood and looked at the moon. It was beautiful. So big, majestic, with nothing to bother it.

"You have discovered yourself." A voice said. I knew I should've been afraid, but I wasn't. "You are Abigail Frost, spirit of love. You are brave and meant for great things. Discover your center."

I realized my breath had caught in my throat as the moon spoke to me and my eyes grew wide as I panted. I tried to fly again, but rolled my eyes when I couldn't.

"Workshop." I said, tossing the snow globe in front of me. The portal opened and I stepped through, feeling the weight of it back in the bag that hung by my side.

"Abigail, you're back." North said with a smile. "We were beginning to worry."

"We?" I questioned. Dad had gone back home yesterday.