Elsa,

Feel lucky for what you have, when you have it. Happily ever after doesn’t mean happy forever.

Things have settled back to normal- mostly anyways. Elsa had gained most of her weight and muscle back after the past couple of weeks. Having Darwin around was a bonus, she didn’t feel so helpless and unwanted anymore. So for once in their entire lives the duo, zephyr and all, were content to just exist.


So much had happened while she was away. There was a gate now- and the fucking defenses. An unimaginable sense of dread and anger washed over her every time she saw the pristine defenses so poignant against the setting sun of Birdsong. It seemed so wrong, and knowing the bloody, horrifying extremes the Edge went through to get them made it seem all the worse. They may see protection, but all Elsa could see was death. The screams, the pleads, the want to just survive.

And all it took was one selfish soul to set the whole thing ablaze.

Elsa’s heart lurched in her chest, as Edgar cooed quietly from his perch atop her head. ’Elsa it over. No pain. We can’t change it.’ Edgar, ever the level headed companion satiated her sudden desire to seek out the king and take the last of his manhood away. Catching wind of Elsa’s thoughts, Edgar did let out a choked beaky laugh at the thought of Elsa fully castrating the Elephant King. Oh how fun of a time that would be explaining to the world why his (unbeknownst to Elsa) fervent baby making suddenly ceased.

But in the clamor of it all, Elsa’s thoughts lingered on her successor. Alysanne had been an odd choice- not one that Elsa had expected. The hate the broiled during that appointment was astounding, and Elsa had the right mind to teach them all a lesson right then and there. The Devoted was kind, and thus far the Edge seemed to flourish beneath her rule- something Elsa had failed miserably to do. Maybe a kind heart was the leader Helovia needed, even if it didn’t want it. So much good had burst forth from the Healer’s ascendance to the throne that Elsa would actually have the guts to beat in another mouthy face should they make an appearance again.

The duo wondered just how well she was fairing, maybe it was time to do a little house call and check up on the queen. Elsa knew just how much she needed a friend in those times, that maybe this little gesture would help boost her morale should it be low.  

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