Panic

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Jack had taken her outside, where they could dance alone. He didn't want the other attendees of the ball to see their newly-crowned ruler dancing by herself and talking to no one. They would think her crazy. The two of them talked while they danced. He would make her laugh, a melodious sound that was covered by her gloved hand. But as much fun as "Jackson" and Elsa were having, the night took a terrible turn.

"So, Queen Elsa, I was wondering if you'd like to-"

"Elsa!" a familiar voice called out.

Elsa stopped dancing as soon as she heard Anna call her name. She saw the disappointed look on Jackson's face. She really wanted to know what he was going to ask her. He let go of her hands. For some reason, she longed for him to take them back.

"I...had better leave. It looks like your sister really needs to talk to you," said Jack. "It was a pleasure to get to dance with you, Your Highness."

"Oh. The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Overland," said Elsa, dipping down into a curtsy.

Jack bowed to her one last time. He then decided to take her delicate hands and place his cold lips to them. He cringed on the inside. 'Too soon,' he thought. But when he looked up and saw her reaction, she was smiling.

When her sister came up with that Southern Isles guy, Jack smiled and walked away. He didn't look back. He couldn't. He can't get attached, for they would both just end up getting hurt. But still, she was the only person besides the Guardians and the children that could see him, that he could talk to.

Jack walked out the door, out of the palace, past the gates. No one saw him. He changed back into his hoodie, returned the fancy clothes to where he found them, and retrieved his staff from where he had hidden it.

He couldn't get her out of his mind. Her big, crystal blue eyes. Her warm and genuine smile. Her gentle, sweet voice. Why couldn't he stop thinking about her? Was he starting to develop feelings for her? He barely knew her, yet when she smiled it gave him a feeling that he never remembered having. She was a queen for crying out loud! She was amazing. He was nothing.

Suddenly, he heard a loud noise coming from the front doors of the castle. People were shouting. And was it just him, or did the temperature just rapidly drop? That's when he saw her. Elsa was running toward the fjord, a look a pure terror on her face. Where was she going? He flew up into the air to get a better view.

She was...she was running on the water! Her feet were creating an ice path beneath her! How is that possible? Could there be someone else like him? She ran into the forest until Jack could no longer see her. When he looked back at the fjord, ice began to cover the water, and it was snowing, in the middle of July!

'I have to follow her,' Jack thought. So he raced with all of his might to find the Queen of Arendelle.

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