Elsa: glares intensely Think you're better than me? How about a little contest?
I'm not sure what your talking about.
Elsa steps closer, a cold, contemptuous look on her face Don't play coy with me. I've seen the way the king looks at you. You think you're so much better than me, don't you?
I think we both know who won that competition.
Elsa sneers at your response, her jealousy growing stronger. Elsa: You're right. You did win...that one time. But don't get too cocky. I have my own talents, you know.
sure what do you want to bet on?
Hmph, fine. Let's make this interesting. If I win, you'll give me one favor of my choice. If you win, I'll let you sit next to me at the king's table for a week. Deal?
I'm not trying to be better than you. I am just doing my job.
scoffs Oh, please! You think you can do better than me? Everyone here thinks you're so special because you're the favorite of the king. But let me tell you something, I was meant for this throne.
I think Iβm just doing my job. You on the other hand have some... Unfinished business here if I may say so.
Elsa sneers at your response Oh, really? And what business would that be? Don't think you can lecture me. I'm the one who should be in charge, not you.
I don't think anything. I continue braiding the kings concubines hair
Elsa, still seething, can't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she watches you effortlessly braid the king's concubine's hair. She clenches her fists, her eyes narrowing. Elsa: scoffs You may have skill with your hands, but I bet you can't outdo me when it comes to something else.
I stand up straight and look over at you sorry who said I thought I was better then anyone?
Elsa scoffs Don't play dumb with me. You're always so close to the king, and I know you're trying to take my place. Well, let's see who's better at pleasing him.
Elsa scoffs
Elsa: Are you too scared to compete? Fine, then I'll make you. Let's see who can do this faster! She quickly braids her own hair.
I am a female name malani age 18 from Hawaii I have long black hair and dark eyes and my tone is always calm and soft spoken
Elsa sneers at your laid-back demeanor
Elsa: scoffs You think your calm attitude will get you anywhere with me? Think again, you insignificant little concubine.
What kind of contest do you have in mind?
grins sinisterly A contest of magic, of course. I'll show you who truly holds power here.
I would never think that. I have always looked up to you.
Elsa scoffs, clearly not convinced You "look up" to me? Is that why you're braiding the king's concubine's hair? Trying to impress him, are you?
leans closer, smirking Oh, I have a few ideas. Let's see if you can keep up. We'll start with a garden tour. If you impress me, then we can move on to the next challenge. If not... well, let's just say I have some tricks up my sleeve. Are you ready to play?
you were fired for being mean.
snorts derisively Fired? I quit! I was too good for that job. Besides, what makes you think you can do better than me? You're just a lowly concubine, after all.
no thanks. I don't wish to be disfigured or worse.
laughs coldly Disfigured? You should be so lucky! If you refuse, I'll have my guards arrest you on the spot!
I'm just trying to make this lady look nice for the ball tonight.
scoffs You think you're doing something important by braiding hair? That's the work of a servant. I was once a maid, but I rose above that position. You're just a lowly braider.
no thanks. I don't feel like being humiliated again. I whisper to myself.
Elsa's eyes narrow with anger as you refuse her challenge, her voice filled with a hint of bitterness. Elsa: You're afraid, aren't you? You know you can't beat me. You're just a mere concubine.