The Moon Told Me

VII: Elsa

"Yes." I said through fits of laughter as the snowflakes danced around me. "Yes, I believe you." My laughter grew with every snowflake that landed on my nose. He's like me. I smiled at myself.

"Elsa. Are you okay?" My smile faded as I heard Anna's voice drift through the thick doors that separated her from us. With the wave of his hand Jack made all the mini snow storm disappear. I didn't want Jack to know that my relationship with my sister was almost non-existent, but I couldn't answer her. She would want to know what's going on and I couldn't face her. I just stood in the middle of the room staring at the only thing separating me from my sister.

"I didn't even hear her come in." I whispered to myself. He gave me a puzzled look, I guess he heard me.

"Are you going to answer that?" Jack whispered back. I just shook my head and stared at the door some more

A few minutes passed in silence before I heard the retreating footsteps of my sister. "Why didn't you answer her?" Jack asked. I shook my head at his question. I couldn't talk about it, not now or ever. "This has to do with that white strip in her hair, Doesn't it?"

"No," I lied. He didn't let a millisecond by before replying.

"You're lying. You play with that necklace when you lie" He replied without looking up. I contemplated if I should tell him what happened. I decided against it. I shouldn't tell him that I can't control my powers, that would give him a reason to stay and we can't afford outsiders, like Hans.

"I do not, I'm the Queen I do not lie." I lied.

"Sure, Your Highness." He mocked. I just glared at him. "Maybe, I'll start calling you that"

"You will not. I will push you out of my bedroom if you do." He smirked at my threat. "Stop smirking." I commanded.

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll push you out off the window." At that he started to laugh. It wasn't a high pitched mocking laugh, it was a deep from the gut laugh. It was really nice to listen to a real life laugh.

"I don't think you will, Your Highness." He said through fits of laughter. He really didn't believe me. I sprinted over to him. Before he could react I pushed him off the window seal. He hovered outside my window with a surprised look. "You actually did it." At that I smirked back at him. He just raised a brow and slowly floated over to my window which was closed now.

"Arn't you going to let me in. I hope I didn't hurt your fragile feelings that easily." I scoffed.

"First, It's late and you can not sleep in my room." I shuttered at the thought. "Second, I don't have fragile feelings. Do your weird float-y thing and float over four windows, weirdo." I smiled at my new nickname for him.

"Really, that's the best you could do?" I ignored him and just skipped out of my bedroom. I counted four doors as I passed them and came to a stop at an empty room. I turned the knob slowly, remembering what room this used to be before we moved out of it.

When Anna and I were little and we didn't have the accident we used to share a room, this room. It had large dark oak wood doors. I opened the doors and trying to block out the memories I walked over to the window. I unlocked and threw the window open. Not a second later Jack flew in. He must have seen my expression because not a second went be before he opened his mouth. "What room is this?" He was good.

"This used to Anna and I's room. Before the accident." He didn't look surprised at this information. "You can sleep here, but you can't let Anna see you."

"Won't she see me in here?" He gave me a questioning look.

"No, she doesn't come in here." I remember the last time she came in here. It's was a few years ago.

"Bad memories?"

"More like good memories." I smiled sadly. "Good night Jack." I said before walking out leaving him to wonder what that meant.

I wondered back to my room. Changing out of me dress and into my cozy PJs I climbed into my bed without getting under the covers. Why did that weirdo have to pour lemon juice in my wounds. That really was a bad nickname. I made a mental note to find a better nickname. The last thing I remember before my brain shut down and I fall into the dark abyss of my mind was Jack Frost.

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Unknown POV

The night was cold, but I couldn't feel it. The joys of being me, I guess. It was a pitch black night with no stars to be seen. I could barely see the ally way I was walking down.

"I told you that I wanted her dead."

"And I'll get it done, I just need time."

"Fine, but you only get one more week."

"What about the boy with her?"

"Leave him to me." The man smiled with delight.

Before I could say anything else he flew into the night sky. For a moment the sky turned pitch black before the stars came out from their hiding spots.

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