Elsa stared at the old woman in concern and bewilderment. What kind of deal could she possibly have made? She thought hard, trying to recall. It was such a blur. Had she made some kind of deal and could not remember it?
"Is there a way to find out what deal I made? Because I truly do not remember," Elsa asked.

It was a relief to know she could not be killed. At least she didn't have to worry about that. As far as nightmares... well she had lived a nightmare though her entire childhood. She could take a lot more then people thought she could.
"When do I get to know what I'll be doing?" was Elsa's next question. "Am I going to get to meet the ruler of this place?"

She wasn't sure if she wanted to meet the ruler or not. Seeing the fae she had met so far it wasn't reassuring. Did being the ruler mean he was more civilized... or more savage than the others?