Chapter 1: A nightmare!
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"Please... please... I want this! I beg of you", Elsa's voice whimpered as she struggled in her sleep.
Her hair was scattered and stuck all over her face, as thick beads of sweat rolled down her body, which glistened in the dark.
It felt like her body was under the scorch of the fire of Thresos, during the festival of the blood moon.
She was vibrating while her fingers clutched tightly to the sheets of her bed. Her eyes shut tightly with her mouth moving rapidly.
Just then, her body felt weak because of the force that stood before her. She realized that she was in another zone.
Standing before her was a huge figure with dark eyes and cold demeanor. Elsa knew that whatever it was, it wasn't usual.
"Why do you plead for a case that can never be won your way?", the huge figure barked out in a growl.
As the figure spoke, Elsa shivered. She bowed her head lightly before it, wondering what the figure meant.
She couldn't understand why but the force surrounding the figure, was enough to put anyone in submission, including her who was of royal blood.
That was rare but that wasn't what bothered her. Elsa was more concerned why she was standing before the strange figure.
"I... I don't understand. What am I doing here?", she managed to ask, through low breaths.
Almost immediately, the figure laughed out hysterically, but without taking its eyes off her or even moving any closer.
It stared at her curiously like she was some spectacle worth of interest. Slowly, Elsa lifted up her head to look up at the figure, curious to know what tickled its fancy.
There she saw it. The laughter wasn't genuine. It was cold and held no humour. Slowly, the smile turned into a cold grin.
"You're here because you think you deserve the prize", the figure announced coldly.
Elsa couldn't decipher what the figure meant by that but she was still intrigued about the comment.
"A prize? If I think I deserve it, then that means I actually deserve it. I'm of a...", Elsa replied confidently.
"Royal blood?", the figure interrupted again, before bursting into a louder laughter.
"You know...who am I?", Elsa asked in shock.
Of course, she knew that she was a popular royal in the Kingdom of Greyhood. Many adored her because she was everything in one.
No wonder, she was the first blood of the current Alpha Zed and his late wife, Luna Patrice.
However, Elsa knew that her paths had never crossed with the figure before her. After all, she couldn't even place a memory in the face.
"Truthfully, I don't and I can tell that it just bruised your ego", the figure shrugged nonchalantly.
The figure wasn't wrong. Elsa felt like a thousand slaps hit across her face, when the figure said that.
But she managed to stay composed, wishing that her facial reaction didn't change.
"Then how do you know me?", she retorted angrily.
"Ugh..", the figure sighed irritably.
"That's easy. I can smell a royal from a million miles away and you are now different", the figure replied coldly.
"I see...", Elsa mouthed within herself.
"It's not yours to take. The rules will never be in your favour", the figure sounded in a warning, causing Elsa's heart to pound lightly within her.
"Can you stop speaking in parables and tell me exactly what you mean by that?", she asked tearfully.
"You know already! That thing your heart yearns for everyday!", the figure replied.
Elsa knew. She held her chest lightly, feeling heartbeat pounding heavily within her and her mouth suddenly lost its ability to speak.
This is wasn't happening to her! It couldn't be.
"My crown!", she finally spat out in disbelief.
"Well...well! You're smart as presumed, only that the crown is not yours", the figure confirmed with a grin.
"It can't be! I deserve that. I'm the First", she barked.
"But yet female! Who wants that?", the figure fired back at her.
Elsa blinked in disbelief and it suddenly felt like her heart stopped working. Her face was covered in swear.
She didn't know when she fell to the ground and started pleading. Now, it felt like she was before a jury and was pleading her case.
"Please... please...I beg of you. Help me! It's my right!
Please...", Elsa fell to the ground
"There's nothing that can be done. Even your wolf isn't strong enough but...", the figure stopped abruptly.
Elsa's breathing stopped expectantly when she realized that the figure wanted to say something that sounded like a remedy.
She tried to move closer to the figure but her legs felt stuck to the ground and the figure seemed to be covered by sudden fog.
"Wait! Please tell me! What's it?", she screamed.
The scream was overwhelmed by the rush of wind from the East that came with huge thunderbolts and hurricanes.
Everything was in the air! Elsa screamed and cried but there was nothing that could be done about it.
The figure was gone! Just like every of her nightmares, that made most of her nights.
"Elsa! Elsa!", a voice called her but she wasn't interested in that.
All she wanted was to catch up with the huge figure again. Maybe, just then she would get a remedy for her problems.
Suddenly, a warm hand tugged at her arms, jerking her lightly from sleep while calling her name softly.
"Elsa! Elsa!", the voice called again, this time a bit louder.
Immediately, her eyes blinked open with tears rolling down the corners of her face and her body was shaking.
Her breathing was uneven and it felt like she was buried in a pool of her own sweat.
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