Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

Breakfast

Elsa

I lay in my bed. I only hold myself up with my arms. It's just a dream, I repeat over and over again in my head. I am still tense from being contorted in weird positions all night long. To clear my head, I walk to my window. I look out, having the sheet wrapped around me like a strapless dress, and my hair still down. I wonder if people could see in. Stop it, Elsa, stop it! I think, shaking out the obnoxious thought. When I am ready, I go downstairs.

At breakfast, I sit quietly and nibble at the chocolate muffin place in front of me while Anna stuffs her face with it. We both have a love for chocolate, but for some reason, I can't seem to eat like I normally do. I can't stop thinking about my mother and this Jack Frost and the shadow.

Anna notices my strange behavior. "Elfa, wafs fuh Matfuh?" She still has food in her mouth when she talks.

"Um... What?" I reply.

She swallows the rest of it. "I said, what's the matter? You seem off this morning." She sees The butler. "Ooh, Alfred? Could you fetch me another one of those muffins please?"

"But, princess, this will be the twentieth muffin you've asked for this morning. Are you alright with this, Your Majesty?"

"Um... Well, I--"

Anna gets up from the chair and falls back down onto her knees. "Please, Elsa? I promise it will be the last one!" Her eyes widen, attempting to make puppy dog eyes at me.

My hands slightly twitch. "Alright fine. Alfred, just one more for Anna."

"And would you like another muffin, Queen Elsa?" Alfred asks.

"No, I'm alright," I reply with a slight grin. He bows and exits the dining hall. "Can I answer now?" I ask Anna.

Anna takes a swig of orange juice, tilts back on the chair, and props her feet up. "Sure. What's up?"

I finger-comb my tangled hair. "You promise not to tell anyone?" She nods. I sigh. "I've been having dreams."

"Well don't we all?"

"No, I mean dreams of people that take away my powers." I decide at the last minute not to tell her about Mother.

"Ohhhhhhh... Those kind of dreams. I can't really help you there, but just try to forget about them, okay?"

I nod and finger comb my hair again. I'll do my best I think. It will never happen, but it's always worth the shot. I exit to the upstairs.