Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

Drama with a Dress: Jack's POV

Jack

As I walk out of the suit shop, a man runs out of the seamstress's shop, yelling for help.

"Please help! Someone in the seamstress' shop collapsed and she probably blacked out!" He keeps shouting. I run over to him.

"What did she look like?" I ask.

"She had very light blond hair in a braid. She was wearing a light blue dress and had blue eyes. I saw her before she blacked out."

Elsa. I think. "Elsa!!" I sprint to the seamstress's and the man followed.

"Which room was she in?" I ask.

"Follow me," he says. I obey. He takes me to a room with a closet, a mirror, and two women, holding Elsa's hand, checking for a pulse. The other putting cold water on her head with a towel.

"Elsa!" I shout. I throw my suit down onto the ground and pull them away taking Elsa into my arms. I look up to the blond woman. "Go to the palace and get the guards." She nods and runs out of the shop. I turn to the man. "Hand me something sharp." He takes a razor blade off of the desk and hands it to me.

I flip Elsa over and cut the ribbon of the corset, careful not to cut her. She starts breathing after I take the ribbon off of the corset. I turn to the ginger woman.

"Are you the seamstress?" I ask. She nods.

I am furious with her. "What the hell were you thinking? Taking the queen's, my fiancé's wedding dress and suffocating her with it?! What were you even thinking?!"

"I-I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were-"

"I don't want to hear your crap! I just want to know who are you and why did you do this."

"I-I-"

"Tell me!"

"I'm just an ordinary seamstress!"

"Really? Then why the hell did you do this?"

"I'm being watched! In that room. In the front room. Everywhere!" She falls to the ground, weeping.

"Who is watching you?" I ask, softening a little.

She takes me to a different room. It looks secret based on the way she opens it. "I'm not supposed to tell who did this, but they don't know about this room or where it is."

"What will happen if you tell?"

"They'll kill me."

"Who's doing this?"

"One of them is from the Southern Isles. I don't know his name. The other, I don't know who he is, but he is dark. Very dark. He said I wasn't supposed to be able to see him, but I could."

Pitch. "Pitch?"

"Yes. I think that's him."

"Is there anyone else?"

"Yes. I don't know who she is, but Pitch talks about her a lot."

"Is that all you know?"

"Yes. Please forgive me, sir. I wouldn't hurt the queen ever. I didn't want to die. I'm only twenty-three. Please please please forgive me."

I pause and think. "I accept your apology. Now, let's go back up."

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Once we're back from the chamber, the other woman returns with the guards.

"What is the matter, sir?" The captain asks.

"Elsa has suffocated. However, she's alive. I need you to take her back to the castle and give her medical treatment. Go and do that now!" I say.

"Yes, sir." They carry Elsa back to the castle very quickly and give her proper care. She doesn't wake up. Will she be okay?