Elsa winced in pain. She glanced away from the two figures and at her wrist.
Her castle inside turned black as she realized with fear that Kay and Taylor's scar was coming back. It was recarving itself into her skin.
Her skin searing with pain, she stumbled against a wall and clenched her hands together.
The pain stopped as she heard 3 loud knocks on the door.
Elsa stepped back in fear, but then she heard a strange sound. One she had not heard in a while. "Helpppp. Meee." The voice whispered as it thinned.
Elsa ran over and touched the doorknob. What was she doing? Turning good again? No. She couldn't help whoever was on the other side of the door. But she had to. So she did. She pulled open the door to see Kay, laying on the ground with Taylor at his side, cringing and covered and blood.
Taylor whispered, "Please Elsa. I know this isn't a good time. But... He. Might...." She gasped in air "die." Elsa jumped back in shock. What had she done?
"It was from the raven you released into the village. Kay got attacked as soon as he tried to come back to the castle and tell you about the prophecy,"
"What? What prophecy?" Elsa asked curiously. "The one saying: life is like a feather. Fragile. Be careful what you wish for."
"Are you saying I'm a bad decision maker? That I chose my magic for evil?"
"Well, you did."
Elsa shrunk back at the thought. Why had she done this?
Kay shuddered and coughed. Elsa showed no sympathy. Just then, Kay got up to speak. He was still in pain, as he yelped when he stood up to talk to the queen.
He stood up with the help of Taylor, and faced the queen as he said:
