Melt for me

Chapter Thirty Six

                                                                **Elsa**

"I know we've only just met my Queen but it seems like I've known you my entire life."  I don't bother mentioning to him that we literally have only met have an hour ago and the only reason that I am meeting him is because I must meet with every single Prince that came to the ball. The ball was three days ago, I've been meeting with Princes non-stop. Its always the same thing; they at first make small talk about my kingdom, then they compliments and so on trying to impress me. Most as scared of me. Looking at my hands every now and again. I move even the slightest bit and they flinch away from me, repulsed perhaps by my power. I know I am.

Prince Brenton seems different then the rest and not in a good way. He is far too pushy and over bearing. If he was a dance partner he would be forcing the steps on me, leading me this way and that without even thinking of what it might to do me. He's sights are not only for me but for any woman he can get his hands on. In short I am not overly found of this man. 

"I feel like we have a connection, don't you think Queen Elsa?" He goes to grab my hands across the table but I pull them back and fold them in my lap. I clear my throat; "I thank you for coming to the ball Prince Brenton -"  "Is it true?" He asks looking at my hands. "Is what true?" "Is it true that you possess witch craft... Ice powers." Prince Brenton states, his eyes never leaving my hands. "I hardly think that-"

"Do you know what my kingdom could do with that kind of power, Queen Elsa?"  His eyes are power hungry, dangerous. My fake smile wavers. "My...our Kingdoms could be the most powerful kingdoms in all the world. Everyone would bow down to us. Fear us-"   I am standing now,  horrified at his words. "Fear? You think fear is the right way to rule?"  Prince Brenton stands too, matching my strides as we walk around the round marble table, glaring at one another.  "Fear is the right way to rule. I mean look at you, you do it perfectly."

Its like a cold hard slap in the face. He thinks that I force fear upon my subjects? That I want them to be afraid of me?  Does he think I like this isolation?  Prince Brenton smiles and wags a finger at me like I'm a naughty child; "Don't give me that face. I know how your people talk about you, how they cower in fear when ever you pass them on the streets. You have power Elsa.."  He tips the table that separates us and in one quick movement he is at my side and grabbing my hands. Prince Brenton turns them over this way and that, inspecting them. I try and pull away from him but Prince Brenton has a tight hold on them.

"So beautiful and yet capable of such...destruction," His face twists at the end but not with fear or displeasure but with happiness like he is seeing a bright future ahead for him and his kingdom. Its sickening. I yank back my hand. Prince Brenton's eyes narrow; "You know I get the feeling that you don't want to rule by my side?"   I glare at him; " I don't rule by fear and I don't plan on ruling by your side ether.  Anyone who even thinks that I would ever stoop to your level, is insane."  Prince Brenton dosen't look angry or surprised at my answer, he looks calm, far too calm. "Keep in mind Elsa that if you don't choose a husband... the council will." A cold shiver runs through me, erupting goose bumps all over my arms. "Are you threatening me?"  Prince Brenton gives me a smug grin and shrugs. "All I'm saying is that out of all the Princes, I'm the most logical. My kingdom is the closest, biggest and is connected to everyone else's kingdom just like yours. Face the facts Elsa, I'm the perfect catch."

I raise my chin, determined not to be victimized here. "I rather die then rule by your side."  I don't get to see is reaction to my words because at that exact moment Gavin comes to my reuses. "Prince Brenton," Gavin says coolly. "I think you have over stayed your welcome. I'm afraid its time for you to leave."  Prince Brenton sizes Gavin up like an insect and he's wondering weather or not it will be worth his time to squish him down with his expensive shoes.