Queen Elsa gasped upon seeing a wall of fire across the room.
she cautiously approached, her eyes mesmerized at the dancing flames.
as she stared at them..her eyes widened upon
seeing the vague form of a figure within the flickering fire.
as she stared more intently..she found that It was a man.
the flames soon died down..and, Elsa finally got a better look at the man.
he was dressed in red robes, with a flame-shaped belt buckle, black shoulder blades,
and a red-orange semi-transparent cape flowing from his back.
the man had dark brown widow's peak hair that almost looked black,
with a distinctive ponytail tied at the back of his head.
the man was sitting upon a throne of black, sharp stone..
..and, DID NOT look happy to see Elsa.
"who dares enter my throne room??" spoke Erik, his tone dark.
Elsa finally broke from her trance, and quickly regained her regal composure.
the snow queen then lifted her dress slightly, and respectfully bowed to the fire king.
"Your most gracious m