Snowdrops

By Zetara

Adventure / Other

Snow Trace

Regina stormed out of Granny's Dinner after seeing Robin's long death wife back to life thanks to Emma. She did hoped she didn't brought anything else back, especially if it was something that was meant to be death by now.

She felt the hot ire ran through her veins, but contrary to her feeling, she shivered feeling a chill run up her spine while a cold blizzard hit her face and a drop of snow landed on the top of her nose. Wait, snow?

When she looked up she found herself surrounded by the white snowflakes dancing in the sky. Wasn't it summer?

The flurry seemed to grow stronger close to the barn, she hoped never to need to go near there again, but due to the facts, she dragged herself the source of the storm. Once there, she found something odd, more like someone. A figure was in the middle of the road. Her car was going slow enough for her to hit the brakes, nevertheless, the fragile figure in front of her, cast an ice wall to protect herself, making Regina hit the pedal with stronger will until it stopped completely.

She got out of the car "What the hell?!" she demanded.

The young woman just raised her hands defensively. "Stay back" she pleaded more than commanded letting a small spike of ice fly her way, but Regina quickly melted it with one of her fire balls. That's when Elsa realized her powers might be useless against someone that seemed to fathom them.

"I wouldn't advice to attack the mayor of the town, young girl"

Elsa swallowed visibly losing her nerve to defend herself.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I'm- I don't know where am I...my name is Elsa, Queen Elsa of Arendelle"

"Queen Elsa?"

She nodded slightly.

"I'm Regina, formally known as the…Evil Queen in the Enchanted Forest" opposite to what Regina expected, the young girl vowed with her head recognizing her title as well and not even flinching about her being the Evil Queen.

"What are you doing here? Did Gold sent you to cast a spell?

"Gold?" she asked timidly.

"The Dark One"

Her eyes went wide with fear "N-no, I, I was trapped by him, I need to go back to my kingdom and find my sister"

Regina was used to mistrust people, all the fairy tale characters used to hide a secret and have a dark desire or black thought in their hearts, but this Elsa, was someone she could see right through, no secret, no mystery, no lie; she was pure.

"Are you setting this winter?"

Elsa then looked around her and nodded wordlessly.

"Can you stop it?"

"Not at the moment..."she traced off, she was too confused and panicked to think about love and melt it all.

"Are you here to avenge someone...?"

"Am not aware that I should avenge someone... just yet" she said honestly, something that Regina was not used to.

"You are coming with me"

"Where?"

"I need some answers, and I know just the obnoxious Sheriff for the job" she said through gritted teeth, she didn't want to see the woman that ruined her happiness, but at least she would pay for it by working and finding out more about this young Snow Queen.

She called to her cell phone and dryly asked her to go to her house and to bring Henry along. She ignored all the protests and questions about the sudden winter and hung up driving on the road.

Elsa felt awkward in the strange vehicle as well as being with the Evil Queen, but she didn't seem evil.

"Why are you here...?" she asked softly directing the question to the driver.

"What do you mean?

"This land...even my magic feels off, it...kind of tickles." she clasped her hand together not daring to touch anything afraid that she might freeze it.

"I...cast a curse a while back and this was the outcome, a land with no magic, well until my curse was broken and then another one was cast and..."she waved her hand dismissively "let's say everything is different now and I'm redirecting my life"

"Good" said Elsa almost inaudible.

"So what's the last thing you remember?" she eyed her.

"It was…" she thought it over "I was in the woods looking for something…someone…perhaps Anna or Kristoff" she pressed her eyelids "I...I don't know…I can’t recall any of it" she pressed her temples.

"You need some rest" said Regina with a shockingly concerned voice turning the wheel to the side of the street "here we are, finally home…"


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