A wave of cold wind exploded from between Elsa's hands and the old troll's, throwing Elsa to the snow as the explosion sound echoed in the mountains. She tried to push herself into a sitting position while her brain pounded in her skull and her vision blurred. She shook all of it away before she adjusted her eyes upfront then gasped and couldn't believe what she saw. Her cyan eyes widened and her heart stopped. In front of her laid an ice statue of the old troll. His hands were still held up, his frozen face showed pure agony and the moss on his back turned to icicles as they shone under the moonlight. No... No, no what have I done?! She thought before she collapsed to the snowy ground and started to mourn over the solid frozen troll. I... I killed him!?... I killed him!
When both Aphrodite and Jamie returned from a cowering position, they looked around and their eyes sat upon their crying daughter and the frozen ice statue of the troll? They both thought. When they realized the situation that just happened in front of them, they gasped in unison. Aphrodite rushed to her daughter and kneeled next to her and rested her hand on the platinum head, "Elsa... What have-" Aphrodite suddenly stopped mid-sentence. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! The words of her husband in the ballroom echoed in her mind. She looked up at the ice statue to see her daughter's doing.She was suddenly snapped out of her thoughts by her husband's voice, "She-... She froze him!" He whispered, "He is... Dead. Frozen." He approach the statue, eyes wide, lips apart, and tapped his index on the iced figure.
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He wanted to be sure if his eyes were maybe lying to him, but clearly, they weren't.
Elsa lifted her head and looked at her father with pleading eyes, "Papa, please I d-didn't do-" She was saying and trying to reach for his hand but he quickly flinched away from her, "Stay away from me!" He screamed, holding Anna away. Elsa couldn't believe it. First Anna, now this!? She thought, new tears fell down her cheeks again and she started to cry before she fell to her knees. He hates me! He's afraid of me!
"This is getting out of our hands! W-We should lock her away from everyone or else she'll hurt them. E-Everything she touches turns to SOLID ICE!" He said with a bit of real fear in his voice.
"Lock?!" Aphrodite yelled, a concerned look on her face as she wrapped her arms around her daughter, her face still focused on her panicked husband. She could see the absent look that splattered his face. Elsa flinched a little at the contact, but her mother squeezed her for reassurance. Obliging, she relaxed in her mother's arms and wrapped her arms around the queen's waist. The king didn't hear his wife's question for he was clearly buried in his thoughts, pacing back and forth in front of them. "I'll deal with her later..." He started.
What do you mean? Aphrodite thought.
"Now we have to get out of here before anyone sees us... I-I'll talk with the smith-" He said, more to himself.
What? Aphrodite thought.
"I'll see the physicians... Necromancers... Anything!"
Physicians?!... Necromancers!? She didn't understand what he was talking about, yet it gave her a very bad feeling in her chest as her heart started pumping faster. This is a nightmare!
"Yes... Yes! That will do." He convinced himself. He turned to look at his wife, a serious look spread on his face.
"What are you saying!?" She asked horrified as she shook her head at him in disbelief.
"No time to explain... I-It doesn't matter. We just have to go, now!" He turned and began walking away towards the hitched horses, with Anna in his arms.
Aphrodite looked at her sobbing daughter with utter worry. She placed a hand on her platinum head and then rested her cheek on it. "Don't worry, Snowflake. I'll never let you go. I won't let anyone touch you, I promise." She told her.
