Beauty and the Guardian: Book Five of the Jelsa Fairytale Series

Chapter Nine

Jack's Point of View
"What do I even wear to this thing?" I asked Lumiere as I sat in my room, thinking of how this night might play out. "This night is going to go horribly, I already know it."

"Nonsense! This night will go perfectly!" Lumiere said as he pointed to an outfit. The outfit consisted of a button down blue shirt, brown dress pants, a black tie, and black dress shoes. I threw the outfit on and

"You think for a prince I'd have nicer outfits."

"You look wonderful." Lumiere told me. "Don't worry about tonight! There will be music, romantic candle light! When the time is right, then confess your love." I sighed to his statement.

"I don't think I can."

"But, you care for the girl, don't you?"

"More than anything in the world." I took a good look in the mirror. "Do you think she cares for me the same way I care for her?"

"I guess there's only one way to find out." Lumiere told me as he nudged me out the door.

She's just a normal girl, why am I so worried? Is Elsa this worried? What if this night goes horribly wrong?

I took a deep breath before walking to the ballroom where I met Elsa.

She was in a long blue gown with her hair in a simple yet elegant braid.

"You look beautiful." I told her. Elsa just smiled.

We grabbed hands and walked towards the middle of the ballroom.

Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly

Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the beast

Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before and ever just as sure as the sun will rise

Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will rise

Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bitter sweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun
Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast

Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast

Elsa and I walk onto the balcony where she takes a seat and looks at the stars.

"Elsa—" I asked. "Are you happy here?"

"Yes, I just miss Anna terribly." She sighs.

"Give me one second, I have something you might like." I run up to my room, grab a mirror, and come to Elsa in what seemed like no time.

"What's this?" She asked.

"This mirror can show you anyone you want." I handed her the mirror.

"Show me my sister, Anna."

Elsa and I both looked into the mirror to see a girl lying in the snow. She looked sick and on the verge of death.

"Anna." Elsa whispered.

"You need to go save her." I told her.

"But—"

"I'm releasing you. You're free." I told her, looking away. "Take the mirror, so you can always look back here."

"I— I don't know what to say." She told me. "Thank you."

You could hear her feet run towards her room. I've never been more disappointed in myself.

I loved her.