Elsa nearly jumped when Mr. gold laughed but she tried to remain calm. She smiled hesitantly before walking over to his counter. “I found this box. In my room back in Arendelle. Anna has me on leave to relax. She thinks I’m getting overwhelmed” she almost huffed a cloud of ice from the frustration at the situation. But pushed it aside. “The thing is Mr. Gold. Though I recognize the box and it does feel quite familiar along with the person who must’ve given it to me. My memory is hazy around who that person might be” she said as she pulled the box out and delicately placed it on the old counter. “I just need to know if you can tell me who made it. Or whom I can go to to find out more about this box” she explained.
Mr gold listened to her words, growing more intruiged. Her situation seems eerily similiar to his previous customer. “Forgotten memory, a box you say.” He clattered his fingers on the counter waiting until the box came in view and he took it before she even put it on the counter.He fiddled with it in his hands, his eyes narrowing until he opened the box. “It is..” he paused for a moment. “Ah, here we go” he pressed a small level on the inside of the box which popped up another layer, and beneath that the very inside of the box was a wooden fox necklace.
“Did you know this was in here? This is quite..marvelous” he raised a brow. “It has a bond here. There seems to be..a familiarity to it.” He took out the necklace twirling it infront of his face. “Yes yes..hand carved. Both the box and this necklace..were made by the same person” He grinned just then, a idea forming but he would hold it for later. “I had a person just moments ago with the same as you. Recalling dreams of someone she doesn’t know, memories that seem rather deserted. You see in storybrooke, there was a curse. That curse is broken when- oh you will figure out soon enough” he clapped his hands and put the necklace in the box.
She watched his excitement and as he opened the box with the lever she went wide eyed in surprise. “I-I think I knew about it…..” she said. It was another thing she was feeling fuzzy on. As he explained to her the story of Storybrooke she held her hand up and sighed.
Elsa put her hand down and spoke, “I know the story of Storybrooke Mr. Gold. I didn’t forget that. Since the whole my Aunt the Snow Queen and trying to use me and Emma. I didn’t forget” she said and as he closed the box she looked up at him. “Who was this Woman?” She asked. She took the box and placed it back into her bag.
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