Elsa POV
It didn't take long for Pabbie to come to her room after Anna left. He disconnected her from the machines and gave her some medicine. Before he left, he specifically stated that she needed more rest, especially if she wanted to attend the celebration tonight.
Agreeing with everything he said, she waited five minutes after he left before she attempted to sneak out of her room.
Halfway out the door, Elsa spotted Anna skipping towards her room, carrying a large dress bag.
Anna had changed her clothes since Elsa last saw her. She was now wearing a beautiful green-apple tinted ballgown, that's skirt reached all the way to the floor. It was obviously styled to look like it was made in the eighteen century, with its luxurious fabric with intricate patterns in the detail of the hemming.
"Get back inside!" Anna insisted. "You need to rest!" Her make-up was light-shaded to look natural but that didn't stop the mascara from enhancing her eyes into blue-green orbs that almost matched her dress.
"I'm fine, really. I've been resting for a whole week." Elsa tried to persuade her but Anna still pushed her back into the room. Her neatly braided bun was bouncing as she moved.
"My point exactly, your body won't be used to all the activity. You need to slowly and steadily train yourself to move again." Anna said. "Here, I brought you this."
Anna carefully put down the plastic dress bag onto Elsa's queen-sized bed. She saw a glimmer of blue as she unzipped the bag.
"This is beautiful." Elsa admired the dress.
It had elegant snowflakes, stitched onto the light-blue fabric that was the same color as Elsa's eyes.
"It belonged to Mama," Anna said admiring it.
"What is it doing here then?" Elsa said, laying the dress out on the bed to get a better look.
"Mama and Papa lived here before-- before they moved to Burgess-- before the fire." Anna stammered. "Mama never told me she was from the North Pole. North told me."
"Why?" Elsa asked.
"There's something she didn't tell us." Anna sounded nervous but also a bit delighted.
"What?" Elsa asked.
"North is our Grandfather," Anna said. "He's Mama's father."
"That's so weird. Why didn't he tell us before?" Elsa reacted much calmer than she thought she would. Normally, she'd probably freak out at how strange the idea but after the events of this past week, discovering she was a part of a secret race of Guardians that killed Nightmares, nothing could really shock her anymore.
"He had to be sure it was us. The Guardians thought we were dead for more than a decade. It was as if we just came back to life." Anna looked admiringly at Elsa. "You look so much like her,"
"You do too," Elsa sighed at the comment about their Mama. She found it quite difficult to remember the way she looked but every time Elsa looked at Anna, she felt a settling reminder of her mother's features.
Elsa picked up the dress and went behind the short changing wall, careful not to tear the delicate fabric.
"Where's Rapunzel?" Anna looked around the room like a squirrel.
"Rapunzel literally came to my room, healed me, then left so fast. Blabbering on and on about how she's dating Eugene now, who is actually just Flynn with a different name." Elsa thought back to the memory, Rapunzel was so happy which surprisingly made Elsa extra happy for her.
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Rise of the Nightmares (Jelsa/The Big Five)
FanfictionWhen seventeen-year-old Elsa Arens heads out to the Ballroom Club a few days before her eighteenth birthday, she least expected to witness four teenagers murder someone in a janitor's closet. When they find out she can see them, they're just as conf...