Chapter 173: Achroous (EP. 04)

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𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 - 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

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Elsa loves her husband's eyes. This feature of his is the one she cherishes the most.

Like the undying flames, each iris holds so much warmth and sweetness whenever she would spare countless moments to stare at them with her striking blue orbs; and his pupils would dilate in adoration as he would gaze at her back. They would glimmer, they would sparkle, they would shine-everytime clear elation courses through him.

It melts her heart every time he tells her she is the reason why he smiles ever so often.

If one will observe closer, like Elsa who will always make the effort to do so, they can find those breath taking golden flecks decorating a sea of emerald green the loving ice queen exquisitely admire. Aiden's eyes are the bearer of his ongoing emotions, not only his face.

But now...

Elsa couldn't take her devastated gaze off the King of Arendelle's mirthless eyes. His irises' formerly vivid pigmentation faded into the mourning color of the ashes, and she could feel how the presence of euphoria was drained repeatedly the longer she stared. His eyes could only be described with one word...

... Achroous.

Because the roaring flames have withered into achromatic cinders.

And just.. Just for now, he is the perfect definition of a beautiful disaster.

Weaving her fingers into his ruffled locks, her face landed sluggishly on his shoulder, despising the fact that his arms wouldn't even budge to push her closer like he always would whenever she sits on his lap armed with the company of passionate kisses and longing hugs after a toilsome day of tending to the needs of the kingdom.

"I-i broke you, didn't I?"

There were certain times Anna couldn't stand seeing how harsh Elsa can be to herself, and an addition to those times has just arrived. Sensing his wife's nearly invisible discomfort, Kristoff planted a kiss on the side of his partner's head and rubbed her three-
month-old bulging belly.

Despite the former ice harvester's affectionate gestures, Anna couldn't help but bite her lip to prevent blurting out a rebuttal. But sadly, her sister will never see things the way she did.

No, he broke himself.

Because he couldn't stand the way you were breaking as well.

How Elsa envied them.

The ice queen drew small circles around the apples of her husband's cheeks with her thumb, not really caring if the fire king could feel the ministrations or not. She leaned in closer and held her world in her hands-and her tears came to fruition, also bearing painfully in mind that this time, he cannot kiss them away.

"What-what have I done?"

Aiden blinked his soft lashes languidly upon her words, hiding and revealing ashen eyes in a cruel pattern. Whimpers soon turned into overwrought wails, and the formerly gentle grip Elsa has forged around his fist hardened that her knuckles went white.

Her actions only represented her determination.

"I promise, I'll f-fix you," She cried, "I'll do whatever it takes."

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