My Adventure

Really exciting title huh? Well, this is my story. The story of how my life changed. The story of how I saved my kingdom. The story of-oh great! Now I'm rambling! I get that from my mother!

My name is Princess Elphaba Of Arendelle, daughter of Princess Anna Of Arendelle and Duke Kristoff Of Arendelle.

My problems began one afternoon when I was ten years old. My twin sister Vanessa and I were playing by a stream in the woods. It was frozen over and we knew it would get strong in the winter, so we would walk on it and skate without actual skates. I wore a dark green dress and she wore a pink dress ( Just thought you'd like to imagine what we wore!) While we were playing the ice started to crack beneath Nessa's feet. I panicked and the next thing you know, the ice is frozen over and stops cracking.

" Do you have Aunt Elsa's powers, Elffie?" she asked wide-eyed with excitement.

" I hope not!" I said looking at my hands, " If I do you can't tell anyone!"

" Why not? Everyone likes Aunt Elsa and she has powers."

" Yes, but that's different. Just promise you won't utter a word of it."

" Okay," she said a little disappointed. " I promise."

You may be thinking, " Okay, no big deal. She promised and they went home and everything was fine!" Well...Wrong!

We got off the ice and then we ran home, but as we ran, Nessa slipped on a trail of ice and hit her head hard on a rock. I realized it was a trail of ice I had created. I called for the guards to fetch my parents and bring them at once. As soon as they came out my father picked Nessa up in his arms. I was able to hide the trail of ice before they had come.

" What happened?" mother gasped.

" She slipped an a little bit of ice." I said showing her the little bit of ice I left.

" We need to take her to Grandpapi." said father getting up and whistling for Sven, his best friend and reindeer.

" But can he help her when no magic was involved?" mother asked taking my hand.

" Yes, I'm sure he can." he replied as Sven came running.

" We need horses!" I insisted, " The sled's too slow and we can't all fit on Sven."

" She's right," mother put her other hand on father's shoulder, " you and Vanessa take Sven while Elphaba and I take our horse."

" Alright." said father getting Sven's back and racing off.

Mother and I ran for the stables and a soldier got the horse ready. Once he was, we hopped on and raced off to the trolls home.

Believe it or not, my father wasn't royalty. He was raised by trolls after his parents died. Before he had shaggy caramel brown hair and wore furs. Now he had his hair cut and looked like royalty. He also wanted to try something new, so he grew a mustache...it ages him. He won't listen though.

Mother still tends to ramble on like she did when she was younger, but she became more serious somewhat. She kept her hair pinned up usually. My Aunt Elsa would make fun of it because Anna thought it was better to leave your hair down and teased Elsa about having her hair up almost all the time. My mother wore an old Dark blue and purple dress my grandmother wore and she had a pink cloak like the one she wore when she was eighteen, but this one is a little different. No ball tassels or anything.

Anyway, when my mother and I caught up to father were we coming to a stop where the trolls live and the sun was setting. Mother helped me off our horse and then we walked to the circle where there were many rocks that you would think were just rocks.

" Grandpapi! Ma Bea ( The one who raised him mostly)! Pa Joe! Sissy! Brandon!" he called.

Suddenly, a whole bunch of rocks started rolling towards us. I hugged my mother's legs. I had been there to visit his family many of times, but every time they came rolling towards me I got kind of scared.

" Kristoff!" said Ma Bea smiling as she hugged his ankle.

" It's Vanessa." he said kneeling down.

" What happened?" asked Grandpapi pushing his way through everyone else.

" She slipped on ice and hit her head." mother replied.

Grandpapi looked over at me, " I see."

" Can you help?" my father asked as Grandpapi walked over to Nessa.

Grandpapi felt her head and closed his eyes and chatted under his breath. Then I saw Nessa smile as if she was dreaming of unicorns.

" She'll do fine. No need to worry." he insisted.

" Thanks Grandpapi," said father. " I hope you yourself have been well."

" I may be old Kristoff, but I'm able to keep up with all the younger trolls." said Grandpapi rolling his eyes. He hated it when people worried about his health, " Elphaba, may I speak to you alone for a moment?"

I nodded and followed him into his little cave where he'd talk to me in private.

" Tell me the truth, do you have anything to do with the ice?" he asked in a serious tone that when my father used it scared me.

" No," I said shaking my head fast. " I don't."

He nodded his head sadly and pulled out a necklace. It was a ( what you would call) Neon blue that sparkled and it was a paisley swirl with a leaf below it on a silver chain, " Wear this, it'll will help you control your powers. You must take it off once and a while to teach yourself to control it. If you don't practice you'll fall ill. Do you understand?"

I nodded and took the necklace. I stared at it. It was simple, but very beautiful.

" I'd appreciate it if you didn't lie to me again."

" I'm sorry Grandpapi. I only just found out today when Nessa almost fell into the ice!" I said almost squeaking.

" Try to control it and you'll be fine." he said closing my hand around the necklace, " I also took Vanessa's memories of your powers, so she won't know."

" Thank you Grandpapi."

I left the small cave and joined my family. As we hurried back home I slipped the necklace on. I couldn't let anyone-not even my Aunt Elsa-know about my powers. They were mine and mine alone. No one else had to carry this burden.