I Shall Be Queen

Jessica Frost has turned into an immortal villian, and her adventures are slowly goring dangerously intense.


Author's note

I accidentally deleted the last one so here's the sequel again.

13. Trouble, Trouble

All of the guests greeted Jack, Elsa, and Ethan, but when they saw Jessica, they merely nodded their heads in greeting. Jessica nodded back.  

Then the party began. Ethan began playing with the other little children, while Jessica hid in the shadows and watched everything. There was lots of chatter, and many, many people, but in the shadows, no one dared to go. She was safe there.

Then, it was time for cake. It was huge, with so many layers it was hard to count. Jessica didn’t push to the front; she didn’t have to. The crowd let her through without any trouble.  

On the very top of the cake was a burning 4. Jessica looked at her father, and he nodded. She lifted Ethan up so he could blow out the candle. “Okay, Ethan, blow it out,” Jack said to Ethan.

Ethan blew it out, and everyone clapped and cheered.  Jessica brought Ethan down and Jack hugged him tightly as Jessica let Ethan go.

“Happy birthday buddy,” Jack whispered to Ethan. Ethan grinned.

Then Jessica knelt down next to Ethan and whispered, “Are you having fun so far?”

He nodded.

Jessica grabbed a present from behind her and whispered, “Mommy and Daddy will keep this safe for you, until you turn of age.”

She looked at Jack and Elsa. They both looked confused.

She gave it to Ethan and whispered, “Open it.”

“Wait, Prince Ethan, don’t open it! It’s poison!” a woman cried, laughing.  

“Let’s hope it’s something to destroy the queen of the underworld,” another cried.

Jessica simply shook her head and whispered, “It’s okay, they’re just being idiots. Go on.”

So Ethan began to open it. When he finally did, Elsa said, “What is it, honey?”

Ethan took it out and held it up for everyone to see.  

It was a sword, the hilt encrusted with blue sapphires, a name written across the handle in cursive: Ethan Frost.

“Wow,” Ethan whispered.

“Jess, you gave a four-year old a SWORD?” Jack whispered in Jessica’s ear.

“Didn’t I say that you would keep it safe for him until he turned of age?” Jessica replied.

Jack sighed. “I’ll put it in a display case in the Treasury, just like I did with your scythe.”

Jessica said, “What do you mean? I never had a scythe.”

“You did when you dug yourself out of the grave.”

Jessica glanced at everyone else. They had scared looks on their faces, watching Ethan.

Jessica looked at Ethan. He was beginning to wave his sword around. She quickly grabbed the sword’s blade to stop him, and slowly forced him to put the sword down.

Then Jack took the sword out of his son’s hands and whispered, “Why don’t you open your other presents, buddy?”

Ethan looked at the mountain of other presents, and Jessica lifted him up again to grab a present from the top.  

When Ethan’s presents were all opened, the party didn’t end there. Everyone began talking to one another. Ethan continued to play with the other princes. Jack had given Ethan the same rule he had given Jessica when she was younger: he wasn’t allowed to play with the common children.  Jessica decided to talk to him about it.


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