Chapter Forty-One ❄

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Elsa's P-O-V

I stayed silent beside Jack in the cage in the middle of nowhere. I didn't tell him what Hans tried to do and I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to remember the pain as he tried to slash me with the whip that he have when I keep discarding his offer of marrying him an to have the right to the throne when we got back. I don't want to let Jack worry about me though I know he already is with the way he keeps looking at me and wound his arms around me as if protecting me from danger that I cannot see. I just snuggled on his chest and let the tear fall from my eyes silently.

"Tell me what's wrong,  Elsa." He whispered. "What did he do to you?"

I shook my head. "Nothing."

"I know something is wrong." He sighed. "Tell me,  I know you too much to not notice."

I looked up at him and gave him a small smile before crashing my lips on his,  he responded automatically. We stayed like that for a few moments before pulling away. I can still feel the warmth of his lips on mine as if a fire burned inside me. I don't want to give him the answer and distracting him might work. He will surely start a fight with Hans and that will prolongs the time that we stay here and I don't know if Hans is capable of worst things than whipping me.

"I love you,  Jackson Overland." I mumbled and I felt like something heavy was lifted on my chest just by saying his true name. "If we are going to die here,  I am contented to die with you. Thank you for coming to my rescue."

He kissed me again. "I love you too,  Princess Elsa of Arendelle. You're the only girl that will always be in my heart. If this is the end,  I want to end this with you."
I cant help but to cry. I know it is impossible for me to be feeling safe in this dead hopeless place but him holding me is enough for me to welcome our death. No matter what kind of end we meet,  I am contented to be in his arms,  wounded and fragile I am I feel happy with him around. I can't help but to think about the things that happened before I found put the truth, how we met in the museum and how we became friends until it grows into something more.
I can remember the feeling of his lips that is molded perfectly on mine, every touch of our hands when I got to held his. The smile that we flash every time we are happy and contented. The memories that we collected in our limited time in this time is like precious jewels that should be taken care of.
Every feeling that overpowers us more than we intend to,  that is the things I would never forget even if I die. He will be mine and I will be his,  princess or not. We belong together.
I don't want him to suffer because it will slowly kill me too. I don't want him to be in trouble because of me.
What if I just listened to him before?  What if I gave him a chance to explain?  Maybe we are not in this mess,  maybe we died together with descendants ruling the kingdom. We may be having a family that is with fighting for and people surrounds us with love and tranquility. No more chaos,  no more war. We could have fight Hans and the revolutionaries together side by side as the king and queen of Arendelle. Him leading the army while I am the one giving him support.
We could have been sitting near the fire place of the palace with gray hair while our grand children surround us that is sitting on the floor while we tell them the story of our adventure during the war. We could have been enveloped by the warmth in the middle of the winter season by the crackling fire in the fire place while holding each other's hands and whispering to each other the words "we did it".
The Kingdom joyful and the two of us contented.
But, I am just stupid enough to get my emotion overrule me without thinking,  I should have been reasonable even though I am emotionally wounded.  I should have saved our life and not to be in this situation. So,  we are here in this situation freezing cold in a cage with barely a light to make sense of anything,  sitting in a cold hard floor with bars surrounding us.

Jack kissed my forehead. "This is not yet the end,  snowflake. Everything would be alright."

I just nodded and let his words comfort me.

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Lyra's P-O-V

I was helped by one of the agents though I don't know what to do. The disappearance of my body parts is only a sign that our time is already ticking for us to go back or to die.

"This is not going to happen." Jamicah muttered. "I won't let this happen. Not now,  not ever."

Manu sighed but nodded. I can see them tensing up.
We continued jogging through the woods until we stop a few meters from a clearing.
There is a creepy kind of mansion in the middle that looks a hundred years old without anyone maintaining it.

I sighed.  "Here goes nothing."

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