Melting the ice (Jelsa)

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Jack Frost

Bunny and I made our way to Arendelle in a fast, blurry velocity, him bouncing on his paws, and I flying using my staff. I can hear him muttering thing like, “Cold, cold.” and “I can't feel my paws.” but I paid him no attention and kept flying.

I order the wind to make me go faster, with Bunny trailing behind me, when I feel something... strange. The wind became harsher and harder to control, howling and wild, that it sort of creeps me out. I fight it, to keep control, but its hard. “Mate, I think I see someone!” Bunny yells over the gale, and I follow his paws. They are pointing to the distance, but I see a figure of a man riding a... horse maybe?

I don't know, but he seems to be in a hurry, and the path he is taking leads to Arendelle. Bunny and I decide to follow him, as he might lead us to Elsa.

Several moments after, I can see a huge blizzard, complete with whirls of snow, howling winds, and all that. The man saw it too, and he yells out, “Anna!” and wills his ride—a reindeer—to go faster. I know Anna. She's Elsa's sister, the one who wanted to marry a man she just met. And I think, Anna must be in some sort of danger. But why would she be in danger when she's in Arendelle?

And it pains me, but I know what—or who—the answer is. Elsa. I know that she didn't mean for all of this to happen, even if I don't exactly know what did happen, but I know that Elsa feels responsible for it.

The gale starts to grow stronger as we approach it, and I know that soon, I won't be able to control it any longer. Pushing that thought out of my head, I keep flying, following the man on the reindeer, clutching my staff tightly, that my knuckles start to turn white.

Princess Anna

Cold. I feel so cold. It keeps replaying in my head, over and over again, as I lie here on the floor where Hans left me.

Hans. I've never felt so betrayed in my entire life. He used me! He tricked me into believing that he loved me for what? For the throne? I feel so ashamed, that I let him use me. And I even made him in charge of Arendelle while I was gone! Who knows what he could've said to our people during those few days?

He's certainly charming enough, people would believe every word that comes from his mouth. He charmed me using the same mouth, that had a way of twisting terrible truths into sweet, white lies. Lie. Lies. Everything that comes from his pretty little mouth is a lie!

I try to move, to get up, because I wanted to hurt him, so bad, to hurt him the way he hurt me, to give him what he deserves, but I can't. There's a pain in my chest, it aches and it feels like my heart is such a heavy burden, like its nothing but paperweight. It makes my breathing constricted.

I feel so woozy. My chest contracts, and I curl up, clutching it, trying to make the pain stop. To make it go away.

I feel so useless, just lying here doing nothing. But there's nothing I can do, and that's the bitter truth. Unless someone kisses me, I will be here until I freeze to death by Elsa's ice.

Elsa. My beloved sister Elsa. It's hard to believe that she would actually hurt me. I know it was an accident. I saw the look on her face when she saw me. She wanted me to go. To be safe, from her. She is just trying to protect me, but I didn't listen. I feel bad, because I know that even if I'm the one whose heart had just been struck, she still feels guilty that she caused me pain.

In the back of my mind, there's this voice that keeps telling me, it's your fault. Maybe it is. Because I'm so naive and clueless. I was willing to marry Hans even if we just met. I was foolish enough to come after Elsa, when I know in the back of my mind that she didn't want me there.

My self-pitying thoughts were interrupted by a jingling on the door. With the little energy that I had, I looked up and saw the handle moving. Even this little movement required such big effort, and it hurt my chest real badly. The knob kept moving, and it reminds me of jelly.

Finally it opened, revealing Olaf, without his nose.

Olaf!

He found me! Olaf laughs, and reaches up, taking his carrot nose from the knob, laughing at his cleverness as he did so. He probably used his nose to pick the lock. “Help.” I manage to let out, with a shiver. “Anna!” Olaf gasps, and runs closer to me. How did he get here? Where are Kristoff and Sven? Olaf looks around and spots something. He runs toward it, and I try to follow him. He's going to the fire place!

Olaf grabs a match and uses it to light the fire. He stares, apparently transfixed, at the fire, “Olaf get away from there!” I tell him. He might melt! “Woah! So this is heat!” he murmurs, leaning in closer to the fire and holding out his hand, “I love it.” he says, but his twig-arm catches on fire when he got too close, and he blows the fire away, “But don't touch it.” he reminds himself, and he runs back to me. He helps me crawl my way back in front of the fire, and I smile lightly, touched by his actions.

He sets me in front of the fire, and asks “So... where's Hans? What happened to your kiss?” I look down, “I was wrong about him,” I answer, “It wasn't true love.” I say, the feeling of stupidity and shame washing over me again. I can't believe I trusted that guy! I wrap my coat around me more snugly, trying to keep myself warmer.

“But we ran all the way here!” Olaf protests, and I see his usually hard-packed snow starting to turn into water. “Olaf, you can't stay here!” I say, concerned for Olaf. I don't want him to melt, “You'll melt!” I add, stating what I was thinking.

“I am not leaving here until we find another act of true love to save you!” he says stubbornly, but he walks away from the fire and sits next to me, “Do you have any idea?” he whispers to me.

Nope. I don't think I should even contribute any ideas. I trusted, and wanted to marry, a man I just met! “I don't even know what true love is.” I say sadly, but Olaf brightens up.

“That's okay, I do!” he says, standing again, and wrapping my cloak more snugly around me. “Love is,” he stops for a moment and thinks, then says, “Love is putting someone else's needs before yours! Like, you know, how Kristoff brought you back here to Hans and left you forever.”

Olaf's word had a great impact on me. It makes me realize, it made me think.

Kristoff did put my needs before his. He agreed to guide me to the North Mountain, and when we were attacked by wolves, he threw me to Sven to make sure that I was the one who got to the other side safely. And even after I basically crashed his sleigh, he still came with me and helped me get to Elsa's Castle. And when Elsa struck me, he took me to his family of trolls, then ran all the way here to help me get to Hans.

He even let me borrow his cap, even though I know he must've been freezing.

And that's when I realize, “Kristoff... loves me?”

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