Melt for me

Chapter twenty seven

                                                        **Jack**

Sometimes I forget Elsa is a Queen. That she has duties, roles and things to take care of. It's easy to forget when were just together with not a care in the world. But when... but when her sister mentioned the ball. I realised that I can't keep thinking of Elsa as just any girl. She's a Queen and she sure as hell deservers to be treated like one.

The ball is where Princes and Lords will swarm Elsa, trying to marry her. They don't know Elsa like I do, all they want is to chain her up and put her on display like some sort of doll. That's not who Elsa is. I close my eyes picturing her cute angry face. The way she purses her lips in a pout. Her blue eyes sharp and calculating. 

I take a deep breath, opening my eyes. No... Elsa is like a storm. Wild and unpredictable. Full of emotions that I can't yet understand. She can be prideful, stubborn and too serious most of the time. But that's just the surface.... when you do deeper and actually talk to her, you find a whole different story.

She's graceful, intelligent and fiercely loyal. She's doesn't just have a pretty face, she has a pretty soul and a pretty mind. She's everything I'm not and want to be. The other have of my heart...

I love her. That's right. I love Elsa and I'm not afraid of it. I understand now that from that moment when I first saw her on the mountain top... was when I fell in love with her. Ever since then the only thing that has been holding me here, is Elsa.

A tiny string is attracted to my heart and at the end is Elsa.  Her pain is my pain. Her happiness is my happiness.  

Elsa doesn't know it yet but she's got me wrapped around her finger and I'm perfectly happy with that. But...but am I good enough? Elsa can't be with a guy that can't be seen. I'm the spirit of winter and fun, I can't be tied down to a single face can I?

A selfish thought crosses my mind. No... I love Elsa and I won't let anyone stand in my way.  I vow to-   Elsa's door flings open and since I'm stupid and leaned on it, I fall in. Landing (once again) at Elsa's feet. Elsa smiles; "This seems familiar.."  I awkwardly chuckle as I get up on my feet. Clutching my staff. "Hey Elsa.. when your done with the meeting  and the whole dress fitting thing.. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. Just you and me."

Elsa beams at that thought.  God I love her smile. "Jack that's an awesome idea! Lets go to-"  "Milady are you okay?" Gavin places a hand on Elsa's shoulders, concern in his eyes. "Are you sure you're over the fever? Talking to yourself..."    I glare at him intensely.  Elsa isn't crazy, everyone else around here apparently is though.  Elsa pats Gavin's hand. "Just practicing small talk for the ball. Its only my second ball in my life remember..."

Gavin gives Elsa a reassuring smile, leading her away and towards the meeting. "My Queen you will do fine. Just remember to be yourself..."   Elsa glances behind her just as they turn a corner. She mouths; "I'm sorry.." 

I sigh. What do I expect. She's a Queen... so she is in high demand. I put my free hand behind my head, scratching my neck.  I'm up against Lords and royalty, refined gentlemen from all around, just for Elsa. How am I suppose to compete with that? Lord Raven is acting all cuddly towards Elsa and I sure as hell don't trust him.  Gavin... Lord Victor. Ughhh why does everyone want Elsa!

I just wish.... "Heheehe..."  What the hell was that?  Okay am I going crazy or....?  "Hehehe..." THERE IT IS AGAIN! I have my staff at ready, looking down the hallway. I feel a bit silly for whipping my staff out at just a little noise but Pitch is on the prowl, I can't let my guard down.  "Hehehe..."  I flip around, my staff pointed at a drawn curtain over a window. "Hehehe.." It giggles again and makes the curtains shake.

Slowly I lift the edges of the curtains, then pull them aside all together. "AHA I GOT YOU....Not... Pitch."   A snowman stares up at me, his eyes are wide and innocent. "A snowman?" I ask poking him in the head. "HEY!" He says whacking my staff away. "AH! IT'S ALIVE!"  I say jumping back. The snowman looks confused, as he flexes his stick fingers. "Um... I think so?"   He comes out from behind the curtains, a little flurry following him from above.  

The snowman clears his throat. "Okay lets start this over. Hi I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs!"  I blink. Its a talking snowman and it can see me? "You can see me?" Olaf looks at me funny. "Yeah... why?"  I scoot over to him, inspecting his every detail. From his long carrot nose to his tiny stick fingers. "How is that even possible...?" I ask, looking at Olaf with interest.  Never in my life have I seen a talking snowman. "Elsa made me!" He says happily.

"Elsa... Elsa made you?"  I'm blown away. In my three hundred years I've never made something... this... detailed and alive. They disappear and burst into snowflakes but Olaf.... Olaf is alive and well. How can Elsa say she doesn't know how to control her powers? When she is capable of such great amazing things. People shouldn't shun away from her, they should praise her. 

"Yeah she did. Elsa and I were playing hide and go seek but I think she forgot about me." Olaf looks so heart broken that I feel so sorry for the guy. "But that's okay because that means I win!" Olaf says laughing.  Man this guy is so happy and positive.   Its almost insane.

He plops himself beside, clinking his feet together. "So... Olaf. What does Elsa look for in a guy..? Just for conversation purposes." I say coughing at the end.  Olaf thinks for a second or two. "He has to be warm and nice. Everything Elsa is! He has the love her even when she is scared and confused. Love is sacrificing things for the greater good."

I can tell Olaf truly cares about Elsa, in every way that counts.  I sigh. How the hell am I going impress a Queen?   "So who are you?" Olaf says looking at me. "Jack... Jack Frost."  "Well.. Jack.. Jack Frost" "No, No. Its not Jack.. Jack Frost. Its just Jack."  Olaf pats me on the back. "Okay, just Jack..." I slap myself on the forehead. "Why don't you just tell Elsa you love her?" I peek through my fingers. "How did you know?  Olaf rubs his fingers on his chest and blows on them. "I'm a love expert... "

I chuckle; "Yeah..yeah I do love her. But I'm not good enough."   Olaf looks at me. Sizing me up and taking in my sad expression. "Sometimes just Jack... its not weather or not you're good enough but weather or not you see each for who you are. Don't think you're not good enough, because you are."

His words touch my heart and give me new hope. Look at me, taking advice from a snowman.  I don't need to be a Prince to impress Elsa. I just need to be myself, because I'm good enough. "You know, Just Jack Frost you would make a perfect match for Elsa. You have ice powers, she has ice powers. Its like a perfect match."

"How did you-" I look down to see that ice has crept up on some of the walls. Intercut swirls and designs can be seen on the once plain wall. Olaf winks at me, making me wonder if there's more to this little guy then there seems. 

Olaf sighs getting up and waddling a little bit away, he turns back. "Well come onnnn, Just Jack. There's a ball tomorrow and how are you going to prepare for it. Acting like that?" Somehow me questioning the talking snowman about his sense of judgement doesn't seem like the best way to go. His jumps up and down, making his little flurry bounce. "Come on, come onnn." I chuckle as I pull down my hood. "Whatever you say bud.."