Ice and snow world

Bosnia Manor is just as Elsa thought, with a strong aristocratic atmosphere. The fireplace in the hall has not yet been lit, and a soft sofa is placed in front of the fireplace. An elegant woman sits on it. After seeing the person entering the hall, she stands up and says goodbye Looking at the attendant with a questioning expression.

Without keeping Elsa and Loki waiting, the lady told the servant a few words, and welcomed the two of them to sit on the long sofa: "Of course you can't be rude to the guests invited by Dad. The old Bosnia you saw belonged to my husband." Father, the head of the family, to be honest, he doesn't want me to introduce him like that"

The lady blinked mischievously, and smiled and asked the maid to pour black tea for the two of them: "I'm really sorry, I let the servant tidy up the house temporarily, it may take a while for you to have a good rest. Try the black tea I made first, soothe your nerves , a frown in this weather would make the sky cry"

Seemingly infected by the lady, Elsa breathed out a sigh of relief, looked at Loki who was silently staring at the teacup, and kept the lady from being cold: "Mrs. Bosnia, thank you."

"Oh, don't call me that, it reminds me that I'm a mother of several children, and while I'm proud of them, age has always been the enemy of women. Call me Joanna"

Watched expectantly by a gentle woman, no one can resist such a light, Elsa said her name obediently.Loki, who didn't make a sound, was also baptized by such gazes, moved his lips, and still couldn't match Mrs. Bosnia's kindness: "Joanna".

Elsa could see Loki's bewilderment, his hand holding the black tea trembled imperceptibly, causing ripples to sway in the tea.

"Oh, speaking of my kids, you guys seem to be about the same age? You're both married, but my kids are still looking for their other half, which really makes me anxious." Joanna didn't change the subject bluntly, but No matter how Elsa could have imagined, Joanna's children were about the same age as them.As for the saying about being married, left behind by Elsa, that's not really true, is it.

"Maybe it's because of you that they don't want to have their other half so soon." Facing Joanna's puzzled expression, Elsa felt that something was wrong, "Oh, dear Joanna, if I have a mother as good as you, I just want to spend more time with you instead of giving my heart to others."

"You can really talk." Joanna looked at Loki's face with a smile, "However, I don't think your other half thinks that way. A man's temper is sometimes like a child's."

"No, you're really... a good mother" Loki said bluntly, and Elsa guessed that maybe he thought of Frigga, and Elsa did ask that after returning to their room.

"Does Joanna remind you of Frigga?"

Loki stood in front of the window facing the setting sun, his deep eyes were illuminated golden, that expression made Elsa unable to see his heart clearly.Without keeping Elsa waiting for too long, a magnetically calm voice sounded: "Comparison of water and fire, if you can figure out the answer"

"Ican't. But they have the same essence" Noticing Loki's gaze, Elsa walked to his side with her usual steady pace, looked up at the man, "Mother"

"I have to admit, you're right." Loki leaned sideways by the window, looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the gardener who was pruning the branches and leaves with large shears. His black hair was illuminated by the golden evening, and his deep eyes were full Melancholy, the angle of the corners of the mouth curled up makes people feel distressed, this kind of Loki makes Elsa feel that she will never forget it in this lifetime.

Can't bear to break this picture, but Elsa doesn't like this kind of Loki, he is even more angry when he is calculating and making tricks: "Will you miss it? About Asgard, before nothing happened."

"Some people are willing to be fools, and some people choose to be reversed." The art in Loki's language has always been something Elsa appreciates, "You didn't realize that your choice is the same as mine."

"What?" Elsa didn't know what he was talking about.

Stretching his cold fingers behind Elsa's ears, and stroking her face with his palm, Loki showed genuine tenderness to Elsa for the first time, lingering like poison: "We all chose, freedom."

"But, what is freedom?" Elsa lost her mind for a moment, but was more confused.

Yes, she has been looking for freedom, when she fled Allendale, when she dispersed the ice castle, when she faced the crowd again.But her freedom is always short-lived. Anna, Loki, disasters, and struggles all lock her freedom tightly.

"Reckless and reckless. Be the king of the gods, or more" was the expected answer.

Such an answer made Elsa wonder: "By that time, you will be Loki, or the king of the gods? Will you really be free?"

In the three years since the death of her father and mother, Elsa has been trying to become a queen, learning to control her power, but let the frost cover the whole room and the cold wrap her.Busy with the affairs of the country, she dared not stop. Whenever she stood by the throne alone, looking at the sunlight outside the window, there was only loneliness and silence.

Loki's expression was blank for a moment, but in the end it didn't change: "Why not, I got what I wanted, everyone surrenders under their feet, everyone will see me in Thor's light, and I am the real king."

Elsa wanted to tell Loki that he was already a king, on that throne or not.But she didn't say it, she just let her dry throat make a sound: "Do you really think that's what you want?"

Loki's confirmed answer, even with an expression of not understanding why she asked: "Yes, Iam"

Unable to continue this topic, Elsa couldn't accept Loki's sluggishness at this point, maybe because he insisted on that goal until the end, even Loki, who was as smart as Loki, couldn't think of more needed things.

"Well, what do you think about Bosnia Manor?" Appropriately changing the subject, Elsa always felt that one day, Loki would regret and even feel sad for such a goal.

"Eh... good taste, maybe it would be better to plant some fruit trees in the garden, so you can pick an apple when you pass by." Elsa was sure that Loki did it on purpose.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about."

"Okay, well, it seems that you really don't plan to discuss this issue with me now." Loki faced out the window again, wondering what kind of scenery caught his eyes so much, "Such a nice manor, used to entertain two refugees Your mercenaries are too kind, right?"

Elsa sighed, then nodded, agreeing with what he said: "While I believe Joanna is sincere, Bosnia's help is perfect. If he is not a good person who is extinct, then he knows the existence of [gems], and have begun to speculate about our role in the accident."

"The perpetrator?" The standard Loki reply, mocking like a joke, "Maybe it's not counted, just the premeditator?"

"Shut up, Loki." Elsa put her hands down a little weakly, leaning against the window sill to watch the sky gradually darken, and a strand of night wind blew her white hair.

"Relax, my queen." Loki's steady voice gave Elsa some comfort. "He's just doubting, isn't he? Maybe before he does, we can get [the gemstone] in its entirety and learn about the change." How to use this power. Now, you should organize yourself first, I think Joanna said, let's visit the festival with her children, it is not a joke."

"Don't remind me of this fact, Joanna also said to dress us up, I don't think you would want to know how many pieces of clothing are in the collection she showed me." This time, Elsa told Loki confidently with her eyes, he It's over.

"Perhaps we should properly decline this lady's offer after dinner and tell her that we are very assertive about our image?"

"Of course, but, you go and talk" Elsa decisively let Loki face Joanna's offensive.

"Why?"

"Your eloquence has always made me feel ashamed, so I think this kind of opportunity is more suitable for you"

"It seems that I taught you well." Even the tone was somewhat similar, Loki finally compromised, "Since it is the queen's will, I have no choice but to carry it out."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Joanna (opens the door): Elsa, come check out my collection, my kids don't like it, but I think it's perfect for you

Elsa (backing away silently): Joanna, I don’t think so many clothes are suitable for me

Joanna (pulling): Oh, you haven’t tried it yet, how do you know it’s not suitable?

Elsa (hiding back, keeping the frost from spilling): Well, why not let Loki try it, he might be a good fit for aristocratic attire

Joanna: You're right, that kid has a good manner of speaking and looks good in ordinary clothes, if...

Elsa is running away