"Queen" Elsa sat on her throne in her castle. She could see bleakly through the glass in the windows tons of children lining up outside the door. She pulled up her silk black sleeve to reveal her 99 red cuts in her skin.
She slowly rose from the throne and placed a heel on the cold tile floor. She breathed in and out and swiftly walked to the door. She placed her thin, white fingertips on the handles of the door. She clenched her hands and pulled the doors towards her.
A strong spring breeze entered the castle and she caught a whiff of the fresh, delicious air.
The children cheered when they saw her face. Elsa suddenly frowned as she once again covered up the cuts.
She glanced at her wrist and discovered one of the cuts was slowly disappearing. It was the one that Taylor and Kay had created. Elsa stared at the cut. Was it a sign?
She shook her head. She couldn't be that silly.
A black haired teen came up to her. "Queen Elsa" she exclaimed as she curtsied. "Ana, of White Ice Way" Elsa cocked her head to the side. Nothing looked wrong with this child. Then Ana pulled out from behind her a tiny, sickly looking child. The tiny girl was flinching in Ana's arms. "She's sick. She needs help." Elsa nodded without saying a thing and raised her hand to start the magic.
Her sleeve fell. She saw that Taylor and Kay's cut had vanished. What had happened to the two?
She shrugged and then began thinking as her hand remained raised.
Does this mean I can grant another wish without reaching 100 cuts? Well, since Taylor and Kay's cut is gone I only have 98. So I guess that will do.
Elsa began to work her magic. Ana placed the small child on the ground and moved out the way quickly. When the feathers disintegrated into the air and the constellation shot up to the stars, the baby turned to a normal color.
Ana quickly whisked away the child and nodded.
Elsa waved to the rest of the crowd who moaned. She had experienced enough thinking that day. She didn't need to heal anyone else. They would all have to wait.
