Belief

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He noticed.

She had been looking right at him.

At first Jack thought that she was looking at the guy behind him, some fancy-schmancy prince from the Northern, no, Southern Isles. But no. She was staring right into his eyes. No, it was more than that. It felt like she had been gazing past his eyes and into his very soul.

She could see him. She believed in him. Which was weird, cause most people her age stop believing in the Guardians.

But while she had been staring at him, he had been staring right back at her. How could he not? She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his entire life. What was her name? Oh yeah.

Elsa. Queen Elsa of Arendelle.

'I have to see her,' Jack thought. Wait, what was he thinking? She's the queen. Not exactly just some little kid.

But, he noticed something during the ceremony. She looked scared. Sure, he could understand someone being nervous about becoming ruler, but her face- it displayed pure terror.

'I have to see her,' he thought again. Jack looked around. The chapel was nearly empty now. He went outside into the light. Everyone seemed to be going into the castle.

'There must be some kind of celebration. I should get going. But what would a party be without a little fun?'

He started to enter the castle, flying over the growing crowd. Wait.

"I can't wear this! This is the Queen we're talking about! I need some more 'formal' attire."

As soon as he snuck some appropriate clothing from a shop, which he swore to himself that he would bring back, he entered the castle, in search of the new queen.

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