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The voice continued with a smile on her face
“…since well, she is the fated person for that neighboring country”
Elsa grit her teeth, and her mouth was filled with the taste of sand
Elsa didn’t care who the ene, anyways However, Elsa had a feeling that this wo her Elsa instinctively knew it, and she squeezed out a s, sort of like having woman’s intuition
Even though her feelings had been nu words kicked up a furious fla blaze in her chest Elsa was surprised at herself
As long as she had a voice, as long as she had words, she wouldn’t let anyone ht
However, the man as called the Prime Minister and the woman who spoke after him turned and left before Elsa was released Only the sound of their footsteps could be heard
They didn’t say a word to the princess ould soon beco country
She was dragged out of the cell and freed
The ht to herself, wouldn’t it be nice if she was only just a heathen?
Outside of prison, Elsa was instructed in the ways of a princess’s life Fro, hoalk, and the steps to dancing; all things that Elsa had never experienced before now But Elsa thought to herself — maybe she was supposed to have had all of this in the first place
Who knows, if she had been born in a slightly different world…
“Listen, you must behave like a princess You absolutely cannot embarrass our country…”
The Seer’s lessons e was alien and co that people like Joseph used in the streets, and itin her ears Elsa wanted to fly free and empty her mind
She daydreamed of impossible versions of the past and future — like if she hadn’t been born as the Poison-Breathing Princess, or if the stars were in a slightly different place when she born — but even if she dreamed, there was no way to make these blissful fantasies reality
Elsa’s oldest memory is that of death
Soon after Elsa was abandoned at birth, an old couple from the slums had adopted her She had no idea what sort of connection this old couple, the royal family, and the temple had, and there was no way for her to find out Her adopted fa
In that cru house, hoas Elsa raised? How did she spend her days as a baby growing up as a girl? The only thing she could reain
The only thing Elsa ever re her as a child back then was one sentence:
“–Don’t talk”
Elsa didn’t know if it was because that old couple was afraid of the Poison Breathing Princess or if was because they hated her She was forced to stay silent, and if she disobeyed they would hit her with a cane
Elsa would grip her stone tightly, and endure the pain of being flogged
In retrospect, it was aWhen Elsa was the age of seven, the old couple died without having given or taught Elsa a single thing since the first day they met her
After that, Elsa became an actual orphan
From then on, she survived as a traed forgrace, it was the fact that the house the old couple oas left for her to take shelter in
Ironically, since she had always been vieith contempt, she came to accept that hollowness and embraced her new life
“You’re the Poison-Breathing Princess?”
So her food in charity
In this country, divination was everything The higher one’s place in society, theall people with noble titles, every single one of them had a private Seer; the amount of money they donated to the shrine added to their status The long tradition of this activity to obtain grace was simply far out of reach of the poor Since they relied on divination to deter countries, relationshi+ps between people could vanish without trace in an instant Elsa’s story had perhaps unfolded in this way
At first, Elsa had no idea what this meant However, she quickly learned that if she mimicked the profanities adults threw around, she becah there were soirl as abandoned by the Seers, oaded her on
Elsa had an acerbic wit and soon discovered that her words had power With language, she couldin the world of adults
Since she had a reputation as the “Poison-Breathing Princess”, she chose to arm herself with foul vocabulary But apart fro
Though in reality, Elsa never had a shortage for insults
“You want me learn to be a whore?”
Elsa quickened her pace in the corner of the tavern and straightened her slender waist She, still underage, would rant:
“You worthless piece of scu a little child, and getting a blowjob for your flappy penis will you help regain some of that hurt pride as a man? What a joke! I think you better suck your mommy’s tits instead! This way you can tell her yourself how she gave birth to a piece of turd! Oh, and you think I’ to screw a shoddy bitch? Hilarious! Only perverts want fuck with shoddy girls Leave your disgusting et the hell out!”
People liked her crude insults, and they probably got a kick out of listening to her cuss Of course, there were tiuests More than once or twice, she was nearly beaten to the brink of death
“You got quite a dirty mouth, the way you can do this all day non-stop So the ‘Poison-Breathing Princess’ isn’t just some title, eh?”
Some people would re similar the first time they hadher
The ‘Poison-Breathing Princess’ isn’t just some title
With her sry and deeply uncomfortable
Since a while ago, she had thought she’d depend on her words to survive This was how she was going to live her life
But those days were long gone In the ed on Elsa’s rickety door Elsa answered the door surprised and with a frown, and she didn’t say a thing The Seers i from Elsa’s neck
Elsa owned her voice and words, as well as her name At the tireen with flashes of red
The Seers paid no heed to Elsa’s resistance as they spoke, and they wanted to take away the stone Much like the time when Elsa was born, they spoke similarly:
“It’s unmistakable”
Essentially a prisoner, Elsa was treated as if she were livestock
The only thing she had on her person was that stone she was born with She wasn’t even standing of her own volition, as wrinkled hands were pulling her along
(Don’t you fucking touch me!)
She wanted to punch him so badly She wanted to spit at him, and pummel him with her fists Even if she missed, she didn’t even care if she hurt herself
However, she always preferred expressing the feelings that she harbored ords Before any spitting, fists, or glares got involved, her spiteful language always came first To be denied like this, she only felt tormented
The physical pain, suffering, or the disgrace, didn’t even bother her
(I don’t have my voice)
Without her voice, she didn’t have anything else
Whenever she wanted to say so self-pity She shouldn’t have been born Her existence was less
“Come here It’s time to be cleansed”
And so she was dragged down a very long corridor On an ordinary day, she’d simply be escorted, but today was different
In the giant hallway ahead of her, she could hear the sound ofby In the wake of this, the seers in front of her all stopped
“…Please wait here”
Elsa lifted her head slightly The deep voice heard sounded unfamiliar Elsa listless eyes surveyed the vast hallway, and she saw so by
It was a liot a very clear view of his back, which h never directly herself, but via the many portraits that decorated the city She didn’t kno many ti unflattering thoughts
The ruler of this city, and also the king of this country, alking right before her eyes
Elsa suddenly felt fear and goosebumps Her mind raced, and she couldn’t calm down
“–Uruuumphuh!”
The people around her quickly noticed her intent to dash forward They seized her shoulders and twisted her wrists together, restraining her
But she wanted to shout, screa’s attire
Elsa didn’t even knohat she wanted to say But she tried to yell anyways
If she was a princess… a princess of this country in particular, then that … he should be her father
She never cared about his for hi fros were, but at this point was it any different?
She didn’t hope he loved her, and she never wanted him to return the affection she was deprived as a child That was because those were things that never belonged to her
She had no desire to ask him about the identity of her mother That was of little consequence
Elsa just wanted to curse his she had collected until this day, and curse it all at the king
Why? Why did he give birth to her? And after abandoning her, and then…
But the king did not come back He didn’t even look back, and he was completely oblivious to the restrained Elsa
She was a cursed princess, the Poison-Breathing Princess She was also Elsa the orphan No ladly
She wanted to curse hi she suffered and hatred equivalent to the sheer despair she experienced
(He can’t hear)
Esla thought Wrinkled hands already had her tightly trapped
(He can’t hear anything I say)
She gave up thinking about it If only she could have make a sound, and if only she could say some words
Afterwards, she was ordered to walk along a deserted corridor
Pulled on by the tight grip around her wrists, she dragged her feet as she advanced step by step
The shreds of despair wereher insane Someone rinsed her with cold water, and another used a fine comb to brush her hair Ointment was scrubbed over her skin, and her nails were manicured Once upon a time she used to run around barefoot, but today the soles of her feet were soft and tender
Elsa slowly opened her eyes and looked at herself in the ure of an orphan had disappeared, and she finally experienced for herself what it meant to be beautiful
(Elsa…)
She’s a vulgar, scrawny orphan that people jeer at on the streets
(I think you…)
Her birth was the farthest thing frorime But, even so
(…aren’t so disgusting)
It took her great difficulty to come to this realization However, when she reain, she slowly closed her eyes