Tempest-A Jack Frost and Elsa Fanfiction

Jack-Chapter 23

Jack felt awful. Absolutely awful for ignoring Elsa's cries and pleas to speak with him. But he didn't know what else to do. He knew exactly what she wanted to talk about and he didn't want to go there. Not yet. Because it would break both Elsa's and his own heart. However, he knew he couldn't ignore it for much longer. Elsa was his queen after all.

As the sun sunk below the frosted mountains, Jack sat in a tree with his legs dangling over the side as he watched the castle. He had been perched up here for the last hour, just waiting for Anna to leave Elsa's side for a moment, but she didn't. If Jack was going to talk to Elsa, he didn't want to have an audience.

He let out a frosty breath as he continued to watch the castle, his heart both speeding up rapidly and aching at the same time. Even if Jack wanted to be with Elsa, which he did, it didn't seem very possible. First off, Elsa was Queen of Ledas. Although she was now immortal, he had no place by her side. She'd have to rule Ledas by herself while he carried on with his duties as Jack Frost. And second, he still felt immense shame for what had happened twenty-two years ago. He knew he needed to come clean to her about it, but he didn't know how.

Finally, Anna left the room, but possibly only for a few minutes. Now was his chance.

Jack drifted down onto the balcony just outside of Elsa's room, raising his hand to knock, but hesitated. Elsa would probably be so angry with him for ignoring her...

Even so, he took a deep breath and knocked quietly. When nothing happened, he was about to knock again, but right then, Elsa opened the doors, her eyes wide.

"Jack," she breathed, standing aside for him to come into her room. "Why haven't you been answering? I know you can hear me."

He ran a hand down his face, leaning heavily on his staff as he frowned at his feet. "I can't stay for long. I just needed to say a few things and then I'll be gone." He still couldn't look at her, mostly because he hated the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He hated them so much. But it had to be this way. He didn't feel like he had a choice. "I hope that someday you'll forgive me for everything I've done or failed to do. Your mother would still be alive if I had done my job right, and I feel personally responsible for all the pain I've put you through your entire life. This is my fault."

Elsa shook her head insistently, reaching out to touch his arm lightly. "This isn't your fault. I don't blame you for any of it. It's the giants' fault. They are the real enemy here."

Jack swallowed, shaking his head slowly. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Whatever we had before, it cannot happen anymore. This is what I came to say. You are always, and will forever be, my queen." He knelt down on one knee and bowed his head fervently.

"Jack, it's still me. I'm still Elsa." She tried to lift his chin to look at her from where he knelt with his head bowed, but he jerked his chin out of her hand.

"My queen," he whispered, his intense gaze staring at the ground. He couldn't look her in the eye, not now that he knew who Elsa really was. Jack had failed her mother. He didn't deserve to be anything more than what he was. "I am your servant and I will be here for your every beckon and call. Whatever your will, it shall be done."

Elsa shook her head, her eyes wide. "Jack, please. It's still me."

He stood up, holding his icy staff firmly in his hand. "I am Jack Frost, and that's who I'll forever be," he said, a misty breath escaping his lips, just as icy as his heart. Every moment that passed, his heart iced over even more. "I am your protector, and I will not fail you."

Jack swallowed all of his emotion as he made the breeze pick up and his body dissolved into a thousand flakes of snow before he disappeared out into the night. It had to be done. Even though he didn't like it, he knew it had to be done.

His heart panged in sadness as he drifted off into the night. Tonight, he would allow himself to feel all the pain, all the agony that he wanted to feel. But tomorrow, he would be Elsa's guardian through better or through worse.