Sweet Dreams// jelsa fanfiction

Chapter 1

She did not expect herself to reach this far.

Life has been good on her, and her fears were no more. She had a gleeful face she was wearing most of the time, and the room for doubting decreased.

In her white robes, she walked on the ground while gazing up at the orange leaves of the trees. She had with her a smile so light it pleased the spirits of nature. The sun was high and blazing, and the towering trees swayed with grace as she continued her walk along the path. The breeze blowed gently, caressing her face, and leaving a delightful sigh on her lips.

She contined to walk more. Just ahead  was the stream. She kneeled once she reached it, letting her hands move on the water.

Yes. This was where she was meant to be, and it makes her feel elated. Being the fifth spirit that bridges and connects nature was not in her mind before nor had she expected it. But when she followed that voice, it revealed her destiny. It made sense to her why she was born with ice powers.

A horse whose skin was made of water went out of the river. It joined her and gave her company for a while. Elsa touched its head and pet it. She then rode over the creature. The spirit went trotting on the water, and then later, running in full speed.

They passed the sleeping rock giants while the air spirit went by and playfully touched Elsa's loose hair. They also passed the inhabitants of the enchanted forest who were all beside the stream. They were litting up a bonfire to cook their meals. The children were there too, playing with joy along with the winds.

They waved hi to Elsa, and she nodded with a smile on them.

After they passed the stream, she and the horse went to the shores where the waters went back and forth playfully on the sand. The waves were low and calm at this rate, and it was a perfect time for them to cross the wide sea. She breathe in the atmosphere while crossing, and then exhaled it with happiness as they went along.

Arendelle was near minutes later.

But something was wrong. As she approached the kingdom, she noticed that the skies there were red and purplish. The horse ran faster and faster until it finally stepped into the Arendellian soil. They went deeper into the city. The people were amazed as they gave her way by her sudden appearance. Some people meanwhile were staring worriedly at the skies.

They reached the center of the town square where a woman wearing a purple dress was standing near a statue. Her hands were illuminated with the forces of purplish lights.

She moved her hand to the right, and a light spewed from her fingers, knocking down a house. She moved her hand to the left, and the clouds above parted. A ray of light from the parted gap bolted downward and struck an apple stall.

Elsa had been an Arendellian queen before, and she made an oath to protect and serve Arendille. If she protected it before, she will do it again, this time as the fifth spirit.

She raced towards the lady with a ball of ice in her right hand. Her eyes fierce and bold, and she was ready to struck her down.