Im still here... { Jelsa }

Chapter 7

Punzie Pov;

We walked in to the quite corridors of the castle, home, to my dearest cousins- I mean, cousin.

It was all silent, except for it was broken when a few maids passed by every so often, aswell of guards.

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kristoff Pov;

Me and Rupunzel finally made it home.
Every body seemed in a rush, guards and maids. But, everybody else seemed to be quite, presumably a sleep.

I walked up the steps, where Elsa's and Anna's rooms had always been.
When I got to the landing, I was facing the queens room, elsa room. It just seemed.. Creepy. I didn't know what time they found elsa, how exactly she died, or even where they found her, but thus true just sent me chills.

I had to be brave for Anna.

She needs you.

I walked past Elsa's, -creepy, Freaky, spine chilling- room, and towards Anna's. It was still dark, but lighted by an orange tangy glow. My eyes settled looking threw the window where's these blues and oranges and little bits if pink mixed. I walked on forward to Anna's room. I was about to knock, when Rupunzel places a hand on my shoulder.

"It's almost morning,.." She said softly.

"Well it is, morning,-" she said, then lightly yawned. "-but day light is going to break soon." She finished.

my hand brushed and slid down Anna's door.

my hand brushed against the door knob, lingering to open it.

"She will be a sleep Kristof. Let her rest, she has a lot on her plate."
Rupunzel spoke softly.

I put my palm against Anna's door, quietly, pretending she had her palm Against mine on the other side.
I put my ear also against the smooth wooden door. And silently listened in, for comfort mostly, but to make sure Anna was okay. I may dreamed it, But I'm sure I heard her lightly snore, if not the room was silent, just as peaceful if she truly was lightly snoring.

My other hand raised, hugging the door.

"Come on Kristof.. You need rest to." sweetly spoke Rupunzel.

"Okay." Innocently I replied.

"I love you..'' I whispered to the door.

and left, sleeping in my spare room.

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While Anna, slept, almost
peacefully,..

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Anna's dream Pov;

I sat In a luminous green field.
It was like an oasis, the way the minor trees, that grew on the field, where draped in healthy, colourful leaves.
The weather was warm, with a tiny slight breeze that brushed against your skin, softly, what felt cooling.
skies empty of lingering clouds, where a baby blue, with mixes of mint blue, and electric blue formed beautiful colours, As if a storm may brood soon.
But yet the sky's and land scape stayed exquisite. The weather stall calm and warm, with an happy and electric atmosphere. It must be summer, of course.

Anna sat up from the lush grass, looking down at her 'dream dress.'
It was like most of her dresses but sparkled gold. Anna had never seen a dress like it, her mind must have created it, but she felt beautiful wearing this dress she imagined.
Anna also never wore an imaginary dress before in her dreams- created by her dreams.

Anna walked along the field, where the long lengthens grass pushes back at the timid breeze.
She walked further, where the breeze became more violent. It lead her to a river bank, where a girl sat, with her knees Tougher, looking across the river. Dresses in white clothing, Anna recognises the girl.. Elsa. Although she looked from behind her, Anna knew it was Elsa. Her hair was out of it's pony, and bun, it was hanging free, laying on her back, flying the breeze, that had became wind.
Elsa also looked younger. Not a 21 year old, maybe 15, or even so younger.
She was destroying the beautiful summer land scape, and turning it to a raw cold land.
She was creating the storm, and the strong winds. She was also killing the exotic trees and grass and flowers with her magic.
All it's beauty tearing away.

Elsa, while doing this, kept looking across the bank, as if looking at something, or for something.

I didn't get time to look, as Elsa magic became destroying the land more, everything was gone.

Then with an second, everything was a blur.

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A/N; sorry short chapter,
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