Yay, my third Frozen fanfic! This one took me a little while to get started, 'cause I didn't have any source material, like with my other two. But I hope you enjoy, and please review! DISCLAIMER: I do not own Frozen or any of its characters.

Chapter 1: An Unwelcome Visitor

A small cry punctuated the otherwise silent night as the royal family slept. Anna groaned, about to get up, when Kristoff laid a hand on her shoulder.

"I'll get her," he whispered, kissing her cheek.

"Thank you," Anna mumbled, going back to sleep.

Not wanting to disturb Anna, Kristoff slowly and carefully rolled out of bed and padded softly across the room to where his baby daughter Kirsten lay squirming in her cradle.

"Shh, shh, it's okay," he whispered, gently lifting her from her cradle and into his strong arms. He started walking slowly around the room, gently swaying back and forth, trying to soothe her. He wasn't real good yet, but in the month since Kirsten was born, Anna had been so tired he felt she deserved a break. Fortunately, it didn't take long before she quieted and fell back asleep. Kristoff put her back in her cradle, tucked her blankets around her, and lightly kissed her forehead.

He smiled down at her. She looked just like Anna: wide blue eyes, freckles sprinkled across her dimpled cheeks and her cute little nose (which thankfully resembled Anna's), and tiny little hands that barely fit around his finger. The one trait that made her different from her mother was the tuft of light blond hair on her head the exact same shade as her father's. Kristoff never thought he could love anyone as much as Anna, but when Kirsten had been born, and he had held her for the first time, that love had doubled.

"I love you," he whispered to his sleeping daughter. He carefully climbed back in bed next to Anna, wrapped his arms around her, kissed her hair, and whispered into her ear, "I love you."

"I love you, too," she whispered back, snuggling against him. Kristoff smiled as he fell back asleep, thinking about how lucky he was to have two beautiful girls to love.

The next morning dawned bright and pleasant. The sun peeked through a gap in the curtains, poking Anna's eyes and waking her up. She yawned, stretched, and rolled over to greet Kristoff, only to find that his side of the bed was empty. Puzzled, she sat up and looked around the room, but didn't see him anywhere. Then she remembered: as the ice business was booming again, Kristoff had had to work long hours cutting and selling ice. Anna sometimes hated summer, because she didn't get to see Kristoff as often as she did during the fall and winter.

A soft cooing interrupted her thoughts. She got up and walked over to the cradle in the corner of the room. Baby Kirsten was awake and smiling. Anna smiled down at her.

"Good morning, my little angel," she said, carefully lifting her from her cradle and kissing her cheek. Kirsten cooed again. "Yes, I did see the sun," Anna said, walking with her over to the window. "You know, we have your Auntie Elsa to thank for that. Without her, there'd still be snow on the ground and we wouldn't have the sun. I bet you didn't know that Auntie Elsa can thaw snow and ice as well as make it." Anna gasped. "Maybe she can make you something special. Should we go ask her?" Kirsten smiled as if in answer. "Let's go see if she's awake," Anna said. "But let's get ourselves dressed first, okay?"

Anna gently laid Kirsten on the bed and went over to the wardrobe, while still keeping a close eye on her daughter. She pulled out a light green, calf-length morning dress for herself and a ruffly blue dress for Kirsten. Once they were both dressed and Anna had done her hair in her usual braids, she picked up Kirsten and went to find Elsa.

First, she tried Elsa's bedroom, but after knocking a few times with no answer, she decided that Elsa must already be up. She walked slowly and cautiously down the stairs, not wanting to jostle Kirsten. She went into the great hall, but didn't see Elsa there, either. Just as she started wondering where else Elsa could be, Gerda came bustling up to her.

"Good morning, Your Highness," she said, curtsying. "And good morning, little one." She tickled Kirsten under her chin, and Kirsten cooed.

"Gerda, have you seen my sister?" Anna asked.

"Yes, Your Highness, she's up in the morning room," Gerda replied. "I was actually just on my way up to tell you. She'd like you to join her for breakfast."

"What about Kirsten?" Anna asked in puzzlement.

"I'll take her to the wet nurse and make sure she's fed," Gerda replied, gently taking Kirsten. "You go on. Her Majesty's expecting you."

Still puzzled, Anna made her way back upstairs. Just as Gerda had said, Elsa was in the morning room, sitting at a small round table covered in white linen, reading some missives from neighboring kingdoms. Two places were set with fine china and silverware. Also on the table was a tureen of porridge, a small plate of pastries, a bowl of fruit, and a jug of orange juice. Elsa looked up and smiled as Anna entered the room.

"Morning," she said, as Anna sat down across from her. She was wearing a light blue morning frock and her hair was styled in its usual braid. "Help yourself," she said gesturing at the food on the table.

"Okay, said Anna, helping herself to some porridge and fruit. "Any particular reason you wanted to have breakfast with me?

"What's wrong with wanting to spend some time with my sister?" Elsa asked, smiling at her.

"Nothing, I guess," said Anna, taking a spoonful of porridge. "It's just that Gerda seemed so insistent that I join you. She even took Kirsten to the wet nurse to be fed."

"Hmm," said Elsa thoughtfully, before returning her attention back to the missives.

"Anything of importance?" Anna asked, pouring herself some orange juice.

"Not really," Elsa sighed, taking a pastry. "Just Weselton trying to re-negotiate trade and the Southern Isles apologizing for Hans' behavior during the…..the incident." She quickly took a bite of pastry and kept reading.

Anna knew what Elsa meant by saying "incident". She figured that Elsa must still feel guilty about the accidental winter she had caused almost three years ago. She also knew that Elsa didn't like to talk about it much, if at all. So she pretended not to have noticed Elsa's awkwardness and took another spoonful of porridge.

"So," said Elsa, folding up the missives and taking another bite of her pastry. "Kristoff working again?

"Yeah," Anna sighed, playing with her spoon. "He's had to put in some long hours again."

"Well, it is summer again," said Elsa, smiling. "And it has been rather warm lately. So people have been demanding more ice than ever."

"I know," Anna said, finishing her porridge and taking a pastry. "I wish I could take Kirsten up to visit him, but it's just been too warm, and she's too little yet."

"Well, she's only a month old," said Elsa, taking a sip of orange juice. "You'll have plenty of opportunities to take her up there."

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and Gerda entered, carrying Kirsten, who was smiling and cooing.

"Your Highness," said Gerda, walking over to Anna. "The little one is all fed."

"Thank you, Gerda," said Anna, taking her daughter from the servant. "Sounds like someone has a full, happy tummy." She tickled Kirsten under her chin, and she cooed again.

"You're welcome," said Gerda, curtsying. "Oh, Your Majesty? A young man is here to see you."

"A young man?" Elsa said, standing up. "Who? And where is he from?"

"He wouldn't give his name, Your Majesty, but he did say that he's from the Southern Isles," Gerda answered.

Elsa sighed, trying not to look irritated.

"What's wrong, Elsa?" Anna asked, looking up from tickling Kirsten's belly.

"It's probably one of Hans' brothers following up on those many missives I've received from his family," Elsa replied, shuffling through the papers on the table. "And I'm really not in the mood to talk to anyone from that family. Tell him that I apologize, but I'm tied up with other things," she told Gerda.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," said Gerda, curtsying again. "He said it was very urgent."

Elsa closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Okay," she said, opening her eyes. "Show him to my study and tell him I'll be with him shortly."

"Yes, Your Majesty," said Gerda, curtsying once more before she left, leaving the two sisters, and Kirsten, alone again.

"I'm sorry, Anna, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to take this unwelcome visitor," said Elsa, scooping the piles of paper into a neat stack.

"It's okay, Elsa," said Anna, smiling up at her. "I was actually thinking of going for a walk around the castle with Kirsten." She tickled Kirsten again, and she cooed. "Besides, a lot of the staff haven't even met her yet."

"Are you sure?" Elsa asked, heading for the door.

"Of course I'm sure," said Anna, waving a hand at Elsa. "You go do your queenly duties. I'll be fine. Besides, I'm used to being alone. Well, I'm not really alone," she said, kissing Kirsten on the top of her head.

"Okay," said Elsa, opening the door. "I shouldn't be long – five, ten minutes tops."

"Okay," Anna said. "And Elsa?"

"Yes?" Elsa answered, on her way out the door.

"When you're finished, I've got something to ask you."

"Okay," said Elsa. "See you in a bit."

"Bye," Anna said. "Kirsten, say bye-bye to your Auntie Elsa." But Kirsten just cooed and babbled, her way of saying goodbye.

"Bye-bye, Kirsten," Elsa said, laughing. Then she disappeared into the hall, leaving Anna alone with Kirsten.

Anna sighed and looked down at Kirsten. "Well, my love, shall we go see about that walk?" she said, standing up and walking out into the hallway, which branched off in two directions, to the left and to the right.

"Which way?" she asked, looking down at Kirsten. But Kirsten just cooed and babbled. Anna laughed. "I was just thinking the same thing," she whispered, kissing her daughter's cheek, and she started walking.

Hope you enjoyed chapter one! More chapters coming soon!