Friend or Foe (Elsa X Fem!Reader) Frozen/FrozenII

Prologue

He kept creeping closer, with every step he took I crawled further away into the corner of my cell but soon the chains around my waist, wrists and ankles prevented me from moving anywhere else. The man's hands covered by thick cloves, cloves that held pure cursed, cold ice in their palms. It would never melt and it will bite away at your skin till you would be drained from every little nerve in your body. I pulled against my restraints, ignoring the pain shooting through my limbs, and looked up with fearful eyes as the blue glistening rock came to a halt in front of my face, the man holding it crouching down. "(Y/N), you know why I'm doing this." I started shaking as I heard his voice, his hoarse and low voice. The voice I hear every time I got burned by ice. "It has to be done, my dear." 

I felt my lips trembling as I tried to speak and convince the man to let it go, to not punish me, teach me or whatever the reason was for this torture. My head shook from side to side, my hands clutching together at my clothing, trying to make myself even smaller to get away from the danger, causing my wrists and ankles to sting even worse at the rough friction of metal against flesh.. "Please, no, u-uncle, I…….I beg o-of you…." But seeing the twinkling in his eyes I knew it was yet another useless pleading, just like the day before. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I watched that familiar smirk demand its place to my uncle's lips. The only member of my family I had left. 

"You deserve it, you will learn from it." He started to bring the ice down to my skin, making me bring my hands up to my face. Protecting it from another attack, for the skin just across my jaw was already bitten at and the bite marks were still visible. "Learn what is good and what is bad." I heard the voice of my uncle before the screaming started, the struggling against the chains weakening as time went by, the ice not seeming to stop its assault. 

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The pain was hard to bear, I could even feel it after the torture was done. Or should I say, I couldn't feel anything which was the feeling it left behind. It took away the nerves that would tell me about touch, leaving me to not feel warmth and cold on my skin. I hate that evil. The enemy I have learned to stay away from, to eliminate, to erase from our history. That glistening, blue, hard, cold ice. It haunts me in my dreams, stalking closer to me, lurking at me, looming over me. 

A shiver of fear ran up my spine as I pushed my back against the tree I hid behind, pulling the cloth in front of my mouth away to take in a deep breath, hoping to let my fright subside. I took one last shaky breath before peaking my head around the tree and look across the open field. Beautiful green grass waving in the soft breeze as it passed by once more, the water in the lake shining brightly in the sunlight, the twinkling letting me shrink and look away quickly. I looked the other way, to a big tree giving enough shadow to lay beneath and so it was put to its use. 

A strawberry blonde woman lay on a blanket in the grass, a small leaf between her fingers as she showed it to a dirty blonde man beside her. This woman was the sister of the demon. My face scrunched up in disgust at the thought of this evil creature who was accepted by her folk as their Queen. How can people be so foolish to let a demon rule over them. Don't they understand what could happen when that evil being has this much power. We have to help them. What would happen when she is to be forever on the throne. Darker days will follow. 

"Oh, let me pick some flowers for my sister." The grimace on my face increased as I heard the princess say this. That demon doesn't deserve flowers, only when they were placed on her grave which I doubt she would get. 

"Alright, but be quick. We don't want to be late for lunch." The woman nodded her head excited and quickly stood to walk around the field, closes to the edge of the forest to look for the right flowers for a bouquet her sister would like. I duck down more as the princess walked by, not making a sound as I held my breath for her to just pass by and not halt her steps. 

"Alright, we can go now!" The strawberry blonde skipped to the man who had already packed up all their stuff for them to leave and return to the castle. The princess took the hand of the dirty blonde in her free one and started pulling the man after her as they ran down the hill and back to the castle grounds. I sighed and straightened my back, turning on my heels to walk back, further into the forest. 

My uncle had send me to keep an eye on the demon's sister, to make sure she was not sinning by simply existing. I had protested, already knowing that the princess was not cursed by any of such evil and had wanted to investigate further on the Queen. But he didn't see me fit for the job, he told me I wasn't ready yet to face our enemy. I had rolled my eyes upon, but knew that I would crumble in fear when seeing the slightest creation of ice on the demon's hand. 

I groaned loudly and slammed my fist against a tree in frustration as I was about to pass it. I am weak, I am supposed to be strong, uncle is disappointed. After all those lessons I haven't learned a thing. Those teaching moments didn't bring me fierce anger, it brought so much fear to my doorstep. Fear that submerged me in a haze of trembling limbs and gasping lungs. I pulled my cloat up across my mouth and nose again before continuing my journey back to the base. Tomorrow is yet another day to go back to the lake and watch the princess. 

Someday I will be ready to face the demon head on, I will wipe her off the face of the earth and thereby my fear will vanish together with that monster. I huffed and stuffed my hands in my pockets, marching on with my tired legs.