The Years After...( A Jelsa Fan Fiction)

Chapter 23

---Elsa's point of view---

I had to get away from Jack for a moment. It made me a little frustrated that he wouldn't give Pitch another chance, but I know that he has been through a lot. They are enemies, and Jack probably won't change his mind about that.

Noir is my advisor, so I usually ask for his advice. It's his job. He did say that there was a power growing....Noir might have been talking about Pitch. I have to find out.

I turned the corner to his office and walked a few feet before coming to the door. I knocked, then opened the door. His office has to be one of my favorite rooms of the castle. Once I opened the door, I saw an empty room as if no one had been there in years. That is why I like it so much. I walked to the middle of the room, then pulled a lever. A hole in the wall suddenly appeared, so I entered. It was a hallway that led to his real office. It was fantastic. No one else knows about the secret of the room besides Noir and I.

I lit a torch and walked down the long hall. I came to a room not much smaller than my own office. Noir wasn't there. Huh....he usually was right here if not in the library. I looked around the room, and there was a note.

"Dear The Most Lovely Queen,

I went to visit another kingdom, there was a trading issue. I hope that you are reading this and are back safe and sound. Do you remember when we talked about suppressing your powers? I have not found a way to get rid of them permanently, but on the counter is a blue bottle that will weaken them. It will be harder to use your powers and it will decrease the amount of ice that usually comes out of your hands. It is your decision. Hope to see you soon.

Sincerely, Noir"

Interesting....I haven't heard any problems with trading partners. Oh well. Disappointment was my main feeling right now. I haven't talked to Noir in a few days! Or was it hours? I don't know, I just know that it's been too long. I put the bottle of potion in the palm of my hand and left.

Once I was in my office, I sat down. I looked at the bottle in my hand. The blue liquid shined in the light. For years, I've wanted to get rid of my powers. Now, I'm not so sure. I yawned and put the bottle on the small table.

"Elsa, don't get rid of your powers!" Said a voice. It sounded familiar.....

"Please....don't give any of it up." Anna? That is definitely her voice. Man, I must be more tired than I thought!

Even though that isn't really Anna, that imaginary voice is right. I can't give up my powers now, not when I've been offered help. I've made up my mind....I'm going back to Pitch.