Desired Destiny (Frozen II/Jelsa)

16| Preparations

"You're Elsa's cousin?"

"That's what I said."

"And intimate moments stand for your heart-to-heart talks with Elsa?"

"Yup. She told you I'm one of her godfathers, right? For someone who has been through a lot, she needs someone to talk to."

"I find it weird though. You're not that old to be a godfather and then at the same time you're her cousin?"

"Of course, it's weird because the saying came from Anna. Elsa's godfathers are Anna's, too. She randomly came up with the idea of godparents and only saw their roles as someone who took care of her and Elsa on a daily basis. Gerda, Olina, Kai, Egil, and I—especially—had to deal with it."

"Okay. That makes a lot more sense based on Anna's standards. However, you still haven't explained your bloodline. I don't remember Elsa telling me her parents had siblings."

"Well, that takes one hell of a time to explain." Marius kicks the pebbles underneath his boots as they walk to the guards' barrack. 

They made up pretty quick. After Marius' identity reveal and a series of horrible laughter, Jack and Marius escalated to the term friends. Turns out, both are more likely to be the same than they are different.

"We have one hell of a time, too." Jack shrugs as he steps inside Marius' office. Huge bottles of rum are marched next to a dusty wooden shelf filled with a variety of books. Piles of scrolls are mounted on the table near a large window. A regular-sized bunk—pretty small for Marius' figure—is situated at the corner of the room along with a big traditional chest with crocus symbols all around its sides. There are also a couple of plants being put separately to bring such a narrow space to life.

"You gotta rest. Morning lessons with Erlingur, remember? He can be chill but can also be scary enough if you slack off." Marius laughs and offers the prince a glass of rum. "Oh—correction—you will have your first session with Kai tomorrow. That guy is too stiff for his own good." Jack accepts the gesture and drinks it. He sneaked out plenty of times back in the Northern Isles. Visiting places here and there. He surely already went to the local pubs and tasted some liquids he hadn't experienced in the castle.

"Alright. That one is for another day." Jack hums and sits on the surprisingly soft bunk. "The one for today will be...Why didn't you tell me from the start? I was so ready to kick your ass." Marius chuckles and sits beside the prince. 

"I've seen plenty of jerks lining up to volunteer as Elsa's husband. I guess I just wanna know whether you're one or not."

"And now you know which category fits me?" Jack treats himself with another gulp.

"Yup. A new category, though." Marius nods, emphasizing the p at the end. "A lovesick one." Jack almost spits out his drink. "It's obvious." There goes Marius' annoying smirk which Jack wants to punch so bad.

"I got it bad, huh?"  

"That bad." Marius mocks, receiving a kick from the prince. "Man, seriously. You think I didn't notice your—what was it Anna called it—lovey-dovey eyes on Elsa?"

"I don't think—"

"You don't think you're doing it, but we all can see it."

Jack puffs his cheeks and scratches the back of his neck, recalling Anna, Olaf, and Kristoff's super evil smiles. "I wonder if she already knows about my feelings for her, too."