Melt for me

Chapter seven

                                               ***Elsa***

Its funny how a picture can capture a memory. A moment in time where it stands still and forever held there, bending the laws of time and space. People can be here and then gone the next.  A  memory and a wisp of a name left before it turns into nothing. Arendelle's past Kings and Queens are lined up in the hall of memory, looking ever so regal.

The hall of memory is where they put things that could be forgotten but aren't.  Past, present but alas not future.  So no, this hall does not tell me what I am or could be. What I was and am not. It only tells me what I have, no, need to live up to. 

My ancestors stare at me with disapproval.  I'm sure if  they could talk they would be telling me everything I'm doing wrong.  "What sort of Queen rules with fear?" my stern looking Grandmother would surely say. "She isn't strong enough for such a job," my great Uncle Harold would add. Although I don't know any of them, I do at the same time. From stories and my history text books and my Fathers and Mothers own telling of the past.

I am nothing but memories just fitted into a person. Weather there mine or not, it doesn't matter.

A red carpet is on the ground leading me to every picture and valuable item in this hall way. Elegant portraits hang  in the hall. Gold picture frames with whatever crest they had in their own rule. My own parents crest was that of a diamond shape. Mine is a inter cut snowflake. Not even the council can decide my crest. Its my choice because that crest defines who I am as a ruler and a person.

The snowflake represents my individuality. Although it has been taken away, so I don't scare my people or any 'respectable' suitors. As if there's anything respectable about taking a woman's rights away and acting like I'm some dangerous animal that needs to be locked up. I wring my hands nervously.

The Duchess recommended in a very cool voice that I come to the hall of memories to 'sort out my inner problems'. Which means; "I know you were out last night and we need to talk about a punishment so go and play over there." Although she didn't say  it like that but she might as well had. Something about when the Duchess stared  at me made me squirm like a child caught with their hands in the cookie jar.  

Which is part of the reason why I  am randomly roaming these halls. Partly that and the look of utter disappoint meant on Annas face when I lied. She also knows that I was out some where and worse she knows I lied about it. Anna thinks I am starting to shut people out again.  The truth is I just want to keep the secrete of me meeting Jack. Because I just know everyone will think I'm crazy.

You can see a magical boy with ice powers but no one else can see him but you? Yeah that won't end well I can already them shipping me off to the crazy bin, so no thank you I will keep it to myself. No only that but having a secrete is a rare thing for me and its all my own. No one can take that away and I want to keep it that way. 

A picture of my Father and Mother come into view.  Father is holding the scepter and looking very regal, Mother has a very mischievous smile playing on her face like she might just burst into laughter at any given second.  Anna is much like our mother, prone to awkward laughter. I however am like my father very reserved and thought based. But its not like I was always like this. I was once like Anna, very outspoken and full of light. But years of isolation and loneliness has left me guarded. From myself and others. The gates to the castle may be open but the wall around my heart is another story.

My father looks at me grimly like he knows what I'm thinking. "Why.." I say softly. "Why did you lock me up, away from everyone? I know  you did it out of love but do you have any idea how I felt?  How Anna felt?" He dosen't answer me. Not that he ever did when he was alive.  "FOR GOODNESS SAKE'S I WAS ONLY A CHILD!" I shout banging my hands on the little offering table in front of it, making ice cover the table and some of the picture. I recoil my hands and close my eyes. When I open them they are swimming with tears."Then you left... and never came back. You said you were going to come back but you never did. Instead you left Anna and I alone. With no one to care for us. Pushing me into the spot light of Queen." I wipe away my tears and force them back inside.