The room was cold. I saw her silhouette, her shape forming in the dark room, before I could see her face. She was staring out the window, overlooking her kingdom. "Your Majesty," I said, bowing before her. "My name is Eleanor Tremaine. I received your offer in a letter."

Queen Elsa turned around to face me. "Yes, thank you for coming to meet me," Queen Elsa said. "Are you sure you're up to this, Eleanor? It could be dangerous."

I think for a moment of all the torment, the years of abuse and torture I've been through. This is my chance to get away from my stepmother, maybe my only chance. "It would be my honor," I said.