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Chapter 4 - Misunderstanding
“___-“
“Oh, we can invite all seven of your brothers to stay with us-“
“What? No, no, no, no, no!” Elizabeta tried to stop your talking, but you were too excited to notice.
“Of course we have the room. I don’t know. Some of them must-“
“Wait. Slow down. No one’s brothers are staying here. No one is getting married.” Elizabeta said, as calmly as possible.
“Wait, what?” You were now the confused one.
“May I talk to you, please. Alone.” You looked to Allistor who looked slightly worried, you quickly hooked arms with him and looked determinedly at Elizabeta.
“No. Whatever you have to say, you can say to both of us.” You replied.
“Fine. You can’t marry a man you just met.” Elizabeta said matter-of-factly.
“You can if it’s true love.” You countered.
“___, what do you know about true love?” She asked, a hurt look coming over her features.
“More than you. All you know is how to shut people out.” You snapped. Elizabeta took a step back, as she tried to compose herself once more.
“You asked for my blessing, but my answer is no. Now, excuse me.” She turned away, heading back to the front of the room. Allistor reached his hand out to her.
“Your Majesty, if I may ease your-“
“No, you may not. And I-I think you should go.” Elizabeta interrupted, flustered. She continues to walk away and passes the royal handler. “The party is over. Close the gates.”
“What? Elizabeta, no. No, wait!” You grab her hand, causing her glove to slip off into your grip. Elizabeta gasps, turning around and reaching for her glove in panic.
“Give me my glove!” She ordered, but you held the glove out of reach.
“Elizabeta, please. Please. I can’t live like this anymore.” You asked, desperate. A tear traces down Elizabeta’s cheek, as she holds back the rest of them.
“...Then leave.” She said, weakly. It was your turn to look at her with disbelief and hurt. She shook her head, turned and rushed away.
“...What did I ever do to you?!” You asked, heartbroken. The party goes silent as they watch the two of you.
“Enough, ___.” Elizabeta muttered.
“No. Why? Why do you shut me out?! Why do you shut the world out?!” You exclaimed. “What are you so afraid of?!”
“I said, enough!” Ice shoots from Elizabeta’s hand, creating spikes across the floor. The guests cry out in shock and back away.
“Elizabeta...?” You say slowly. Elizabeta gives you one more look before rushing out of the room. Before you can think it over, you run after her, still holding her glove. Some guests are already ahead of you, as you reach outside. The fountain had frozen over as the crowd of people outside panic. A snowstorm began, as you saw Elizabeta’s fleeting form.
“Elizabeta!” You follow after her, Allistor at your heels. You chase Elizabeta out past the gates and down to the water’s edge. The shoreline freezes as she steps on it.
“Elizabeta! Wait, please!” You called. She glanced back at you, but turns away. She steps out onto the fjord, freezing it instantly. She then breaks into a run, as the water freezes with every step she takes. “Elizabeta, stop!”
“___!” You rush onto the fjord, but slip and fall on the ice. Allistor rushed to your side, as you saw Elizabeta reach the far shore. She didn’t look back as she scrambled into the mountains.
“No.” You muttered, shaking as you stood up.
“Look.... The fjord.” Allistor said shock evident in his voice. You looked up, seeing as the ice covered the whole fjord, locking the ships into place. Snow continues to fall, as Allistor helped you back to the castle.
“...Are ya a’right?” Allistor asked.
“No.” You replied, in a bit of shock.
“Did ya know?” He asked.
“No.” That was a lie, but you knew it would raise suspicions if you said you knew. You looked over to see Denmark pacing around in fright.
“Look! It’s snowing! It’s snowing! The Queen has cursed this land! She must be stopped!” He turned to his two men. “You have to go after her.”
“Wait, no!” You rushed up to him. He quickly hid behind his men as you approached. He then pointed a finger at you.
“You! Do you perform witchcraft, too? Are you a monster, too?” He asked.
“No. No. I’m completely ordinary.” You replied.
“Tha’s right she is-“ Allistor realized how that sounded and recovered. “-in the best way.”
“...And my sister’s not a monster.” You stated.
“She nearly killed me!” Denmark exclaimed.
“Ya slipped on ice.” Allistor replied boredly.
“Her ice!” Denmark pointed out.
“It was an accident. She was scared. She didn’t mean it. She didn’t mean any of this... Tonight was my fault.” You admitted, sighing. “I pushed her. So I’m the one that needs to go after her.”
“Yes. Great. Do that.” Denmark agreed, half listening.
“What?” Allistor asked, now the confused one.
“Bring me my horse, please.” You asked the royal handler.
“___, no. It’s too dangerous.” Allistor said, looking a bit worried.
“Elizabeta’s not dangerous. I’ll bring her back, and I’ll make this right.” You replied, calmly. The royal handler came back with a horse and a cloak, handing it and the reins over.
“I’m coming with ya.” Allistor stated.
“No, I need you here to take care of Arendelle.” You give him a desperate look. His eyes flicker for a moment, before he nods.
“...On my honor.” He replies. You throw on the cloak and hop up onto the horse, coronation dress and all.
“I leave Prince Allistor in charge!” You called to the crowd. Allistor held onto your reins for a moment longer.
“Are you sure you can trust her? I don’t want you getting hurt.” He said.
“She’s my sister. She would never hurt me.” You snap the reins, as the horse rides you out.
“___-“
“Oh, we can invite all seven of your brothers to stay with us-“
“What? No, no, no, no, no!” Elizabeta tried to stop your talking, but you were too excited to notice.
“Of course we have the room. I don’t know. Some of them must-“
“Wait. Slow down. No one’s brothers are staying here. No one is getting married.” Elizabeta said, as calmly as possible.
“Wait, what?” You were now the confused one.
“May I talk to you, please. Alone.” You looked to Allistor who looked slightly worried, you quickly hooked arms with him and looked determinedly at Elizabeta.
“No. Whatever you have to say, you can say to both of us.” You replied.
“Fine. You can’t marry a man you just met.” Elizabeta said matter-of-factly.
“You can if it’s true love.” You countered.
“___, what do you know about true love?” She asked, a hurt look coming over her features.
“More than you. All you know is how to shut people out.” You snapped. Elizabeta took a step back, as she tried to compose herself once more.
“You asked for my blessing, but my answer is no. Now, excuse me.” She turned away, heading back to the front of the room. Allistor reached his hand out to her.
“Your Majesty, if I may ease your-“
“No, you may not. And I-I think you should go.” Elizabeta interrupted, flustered. She continues to walk away and passes the royal handler. “The party is over. Close the gates.”
“What? Elizabeta, no. No, wait!” You grab her hand, causing her glove to slip off into your grip. Elizabeta gasps, turning around and reaching for her glove in panic.
“Give me my glove!” She ordered, but you held the glove out of reach.
“Elizabeta, please. Please. I can’t live like this anymore.” You asked, desperate. A tear traces down Elizabeta’s cheek, as she holds back the rest of them.
“...Then leave.” She said, weakly. It was your turn to look at her with disbelief and hurt. She shook her head, turned and rushed away.
“...What did I ever do to you?!” You asked, heartbroken. The party goes silent as they watch the two of you.
“Enough, ___.” Elizabeta muttered.
“No. Why? Why do you shut me out?! Why do you shut the world out?!” You exclaimed. “What are you so afraid of?!”
“I said, enough!” Ice shoots from Elizabeta’s hand, creating spikes across the floor. The guests cry out in shock and back away.
“Elizabeta...?” You say slowly. Elizabeta gives you one more look before rushing out of the room. Before you can think it over, you run after her, still holding her glove. Some guests are already ahead of you, as you reach outside. The fountain had frozen over as the crowd of people outside panic. A snowstorm began, as you saw Elizabeta’s fleeting form.
“Elizabeta!” You follow after her, Allistor at your heels. You chase Elizabeta out past the gates and down to the water’s edge. The shoreline freezes as she steps on it.
“Elizabeta! Wait, please!” You called. She glanced back at you, but turns away. She steps out onto the fjord, freezing it instantly. She then breaks into a run, as the water freezes with every step she takes. “Elizabeta, stop!”
“___!” You rush onto the fjord, but slip and fall on the ice. Allistor rushed to your side, as you saw Elizabeta reach the far shore. She didn’t look back as she scrambled into the mountains.
“No.” You muttered, shaking as you stood up.
“Look.... The fjord.” Allistor said shock evident in his voice. You looked up, seeing as the ice covered the whole fjord, locking the ships into place. Snow continues to fall, as Allistor helped you back to the castle.
“...Are ya a’right?” Allistor asked.
“No.” You replied, in a bit of shock.
“Did ya know?” He asked.
“No.” That was a lie, but you knew it would raise suspicions if you said you knew. You looked over to see Denmark pacing around in fright.
“Look! It’s snowing! It’s snowing! The Queen has cursed this land! She must be stopped!” He turned to his two men. “You have to go after her.”
“Wait, no!” You rushed up to him. He quickly hid behind his men as you approached. He then pointed a finger at you.
“You! Do you perform witchcraft, too? Are you a monster, too?” He asked.
“No. No. I’m completely ordinary.” You replied.
“Tha’s right she is-“ Allistor realized how that sounded and recovered. “-in the best way.”
“...And my sister’s not a monster.” You stated.
“She nearly killed me!” Denmark exclaimed.
“Ya slipped on ice.” Allistor replied boredly.
“Her ice!” Denmark pointed out.
“It was an accident. She was scared. She didn’t mean it. She didn’t mean any of this... Tonight was my fault.” You admitted, sighing. “I pushed her. So I’m the one that needs to go after her.”
“Yes. Great. Do that.” Denmark agreed, half listening.
“What?” Allistor asked, now the confused one.
“Bring me my horse, please.” You asked the royal handler.
“___, no. It’s too dangerous.” Allistor said, looking a bit worried.
“Elizabeta’s not dangerous. I’ll bring her back, and I’ll make this right.” You replied, calmly. The royal handler came back with a horse and a cloak, handing it and the reins over.
“I’m coming with ya.” Allistor stated.
“No, I need you here to take care of Arendelle.” You give him a desperate look. His eyes flicker for a moment, before he nods.
“...On my honor.” He replies. You throw on the cloak and hop up onto the horse, coronation dress and all.
“I leave Prince Allistor in charge!” You called to the crowd. Allistor held onto your reins for a moment longer.
“Are you sure you can trust her? I don’t want you getting hurt.” He said.
“She’s my sister. She would never hurt me.” You snap the reins, as the horse rides you out.
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