Your P.O.V
"It's her..."
"What is she doing here again?"
"I-It's (Y/N), t-the she-devil..."
''She-devil' huh? Is that what they call me now? Hm, I thought that the 'Bloody Child' and the 'Cursed' were still a thing. Not that I mind, I mean this one has a touch of evil on it. It sounds more... wicked. I like it.'
I walked by a frightened group of people that kept on whispering like I couldn't hear them. I gave them a glare before walking away completely. They shut up immediately; I smirked. This was quite satisfying to watch. My smirk hadn't fully reached my lips when I heard new murmurs coming from straight ahead. It seemed like the eyes of the whole world were focused on me. The people that had been talking, smiling and laughing a while ago had frozen at their spots. I could see the fear in their eyes; to them, I was indeed a child of the devil.
I was actually starting to enjoy the whole scene. The look on their faces, their wide as dinner plates eyes, their slightly opened from the shock and terror mouths... it was hilarious. However, the view that was pleasing my eyes came with a cost; the one of silence. A cost I couldn't bear to pay again. It was so quiet, it seemed like everyone was holding their breath. The silence was deafening.
I kept on walking, now on a quicker pace. I hadn't come there to destroy, to hurt, to kill or to do whatever all these people thought. I just wanted to escape the quietness.
As long as I kept on walking and going far enough away from them, their whispers turned into talking again. With every step away I took, the noise was becoming louder as if it was relieved I was going away. I sighed and looked back, feeling a small smile trying to get to my lips. 'At least, they don't act mute anymore'. I chuckled at my thought and turned my gaze to the bench near me. It was the "bench of the vicious", as the kids called it, obviously because it was my spot. It was beneath a big oak tree, facing the market. I sat down on it and let my eyes take in the charming image of the village, while my ears found the sound of happiness surprisingly soft for once.
I closed my eyes and sighed; I could feel my muscles relax a little. I was finally able to let go of my problems and thoughts for a while. I guess, coming here wasn't a bad idea after all.
Or was it?
When I opened my eyes and looked in front of me, I saw something that made me tense all over again. Or, I should say... someone.
Elsa's P.O.V
"Queen Elsa! Queen Elsa!"
I turned my head to the direction of the voice that was calling me, only to come face to face with a flushed Mrs. Askelson. She seemed panicked.
"Hello, Mrs. Askelson. What is the matter?"
"Thank Goodness, you're here" the woman said, bowing down in respect. She quickly straightened her back and looked at me with worried, yet relieved to see me, eyes. "I really need to talk to you".
I looked at Kai. He nodded his head, meaning I had time. He bowed and walked away to let me talk in private with Mrs. Askelson.
"Your Majesty, forgive me for wasting your time but there is something that you need to know".
I looked at her concerned. In her eyes, I could detect the feeling that had me isolated from everyone the past 13 years; fear.
"What is it?"
"It's about this girl-". She was cut off by some people yelling.
"Queen Elsa, watch out!", a man shouted, pointing something behind me with his index finger.
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Back To You (Elsa x Female Reader) *PLATONIC*
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a young woman who has quite the reputation in the kingdom of Arendelle. She's hated and feared and has lived most of her life alone. When she happens to meet Elsa, the Queen of Arendelle, will her life change? Will it stay the same? And wha...