Well, I didn't think it would happen, but here it is, the "official" sequel to "Opening New Doors"! I know, I said I wasn't going to do a full-length sequel, but I finally came up with an idea! It was actually pretty easy for me to start, and then I got more and more inspired and just kept going! So, here's chapter one. Now, in case you're confused, this takes place about a year after "Opening New Doors", which would make it six years after Frozen. Here are the ages of the main characters (since I never really told you in any of the prequels), from oldest to youngest: Fredrik - 35, Elsa - 27, Kristoff - 27, Anna - 24, Kirsten - 3, Bella-Grace - 1, Susanna - 1 month. Now, it seems that Fredrik is a little old to just have one daughter who's only a year old, so I'll explain. In my personal canon, I put two years between each Southern Isles prince. I made Fredrik number ten, which would make him six years older than Hans, the youngest. According to director Jennifer Lee, Hans is about two years older than Elsa, which would then make Fredrik eight years older than Elsa. Got it? Good. :) Anyway, hope you enjoy this first chapter, and please review! DISCLAIMER: I do not own Frozen or any of its characters. But I do own my OCs.

Chapter 1: Family

The morning sun peeked over the horizon, bathing the kingdom of Arendelle in a misty orange glow. The few villagers already out and about stopped for a moment to enjoy the beautiful sunrise before returning to what they had been doing. The bright orange globe rose higher in the clear, cerulean sky, illuminating Arendelle Castle and sending sparkles of light dancing across the smooth, calm surface of the fjord. Only one of the castle's inhabitants was awake early enough to enjoy it.

Queen Elsa woke slowly, enjoying the warmth of the early morning sun before opening her eyes. She heard soft breathing beside her and turned her head to see her husband, Fredrik, who was still sleeping peacefully. She smiled and watched him for a few moments, playing with the dark brown curls that rested on his forehead, before sitting up slowly and brushing her hair out of her eyes. The loose it had been tied in had come undone sometime during the night. It fell in a tangled mess down her back. Her morning bed head was horrible, but it was nothing compared to Anna's. Hers was a rat's nest, to put it lightly.

She heard a noise from the other side of the room and turned to see her one-year-old daughter, Bella (short for Bella-Grace), sitting up in her crib. Smiling, she got up, being careful not to disturb Fredrik, donned her icy blue robe, and went over to her.

"Good morning, my little snowflake," she said softly, smiling down at her.

Bella didn't say anything, but she held her arms out, and Elsa picked her up. Even though she was now old enough to be in her own room, especially now that there was one prepared for her just down the hall, Elsa hadn't had the heart to move her just yet.

"They're only this age for a short time," she'd explained to Fredrik while rocking Bella to sleep one night. "I want to enjoy every minute I can."

Fredrik had smiled, but hadn't said anything. He knew it was no good to argue.

Elsa started swaying gently back and forth, enjoying this rare, stolen moment with her daughter.

"Do you know how much I love you?" she said quietly, looking down into Bella's big blue eyes. "I love you very much. So does your papa, Auntie Anna, Uncle Kristoff, and cousin Kirsten. We all love you very much." She gently kissed the top of Bella's head, which was covered in beautiful dark brown curls, just like her father's.

"And I love you very much," said a deep, husky voice right in her ear. The owner of the voice then started trailing kisses down her neck.

Elsa smiled and closed her eyes, leaning her head back against his chest. "Mmm," she hummed, enjoying the sensation. That is, until Fredrik started nipping her neck. "Fredrik!" she squealed. She put Bella back down in her crib and turned around to face him. Before she could playfully scold him, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her in for a passionate kiss.

When they broke apart, they were both breathless. "Good morning," he said, smiling down at her.

"Good morning," she said, smiling back, still a little breathless from the kiss.

"Sleep all right?" Fredrik asked, arms still circling her.

"Surprisingly, yes," said Elsa, looping her arms around his neck. "Better than I have in weeks. How about you?"

"Like a baby," said Fredrik, and he kissed her again.

"Oh, really?" said Elsa teasingly once they had broken apart.

"Mmhmm," said Fredrik, trailing more kisses down her neck.

"Are you hungry?" Elsa asked, as Fredrik moved from her neck down to her collarbone.

"Not anymore," Fredrik answered, too preoccupied with what he was doing to register what Elsa was saying.

"I mean for breakfast," said Elsa, gently pulling his head up so she could look at him properly.

"Oh, that," said Fredrik, as though it was an afterthought. "I'm starving, actually."

"You could have fooled me," said Elsa, smiling and pecking him on the cheek before going over to her wardrobe.

"What are you doing?" Fredrik asked, crossing his arms and grinning at her.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I usually like to get dressed before going down to breakfast," said Elsa, smiling and taking a powder-blue dress out of her wardrobe. "Could you get Bella dressed, please?" She then stepped behind the changing screen.

Fredrik chuckled before turning back around and gently lifting Bella out of her crib.

"There's my baby girl," he said, settling his daughter on his hip.

Bella looked up at him and smiled. She then reached up with one small hand and patted his cheek. "Papa," she said.

"That's right, sweetheart," Fredrik said, smiling down at her. "I'm your papa." He kissed her on the cheek and said, "Now, let's get you dressed before your mama comes out and scolds me."

He walked over to the wardrobe and picked out a dress similar to the one Elsa has taken out for herself and proceeded to dress her. Ten minutes later, however, he wasn't having much luck, in which time, Elsa had finished dressing and come back around the changing screen. She stood watching them for a minute while she brushed and braided her hair, but when it looked like Fredrik wasn't getting anywhere, she stepped in to help.

"You have to unbutton it first," said Elsa, trying not to laugh.

"Well, then, love," said Fredrik, smirking. "Since you're such an expert, why don't you show me how it's done?"

"Fine," said Elsa flippantly, giving him a playful nudge. She took Bella's dress, unbuttoned it, and slipped it over her head. She then put stockings and shoes on her and brushed her hair.

"There's my pretty girl," said Elsa, smiling and kissing her daughter's cheek.

"Ready?" said Fredrik from behind her. She turned and saw that he had changed into dark pants and shoes, and a green vest over a long-sleeved white shirt. The color of his vest really made his green eyes stand out. But Elsa didn't mind; Fredrik's eyes were her favorite feature.

"Absolutely," said Elsa, picking Bella up and settling her on her hip.

"Should we wake your sister and Kristoff?" Fredrik asked, following her out of the room.

Elsa thought for a moment, then said, "No, let's let them sleep. I'm sure they're exhausted, what with the new baby and all."

Fredrik nodded, agreeing. Just a few weeks ago, Anna and Kristoff had been blessed with another beautiful baby girl, Susanna, so they needed all the sleep they could get. At first, Kirsten had been excited to be a big sister, but once Susanna was born and Kirsten realized she couldn't do anything with her right away, she started to get bored with her, much like Elsa had when Anna was born. The little girl was just like her mother; impatient and antsy, and didn't like sitting still for too long. She was always a bouncing ball of energy.

Elsa and Fredrik started making their way down the hall, but before they had reached the stairs, they heard running feet and a little voice calling their names.

"Auntie Elsa! Uncle Fwedwik!"

They turned and saw Kirsten, their three-year-old niece, running towards them, barefoot and still wearing her pink nightgown. Her curly blonde hair was a tangled mess just past her shoulders. It appeared she had inherited her mother's morning bed head. When Bella, who was still in her mother's arms, saw her cousin, she squealed happily. Apparently, the two had a special friendship, very much like their mothers. "Kiss! Kiss!" she said, which was her way of saying Kirsten's name.

"Good morning, my sunshine," said Elsa, smiling down at her. "Sunshine" had been Elsa's special nickname for her niece. From the day Kirsten was born, the two had shared a special bond. Elsa had given her that nickname because she had inherited her mother's personality: always bright and cheerful, and lighting up every room she walked into. "Why are you still in your nightgown?"

"Um, well, Mama helps me dwess, but she's a sleeping wock now," said Kirsten.

Elsa and Fredrik looked at each other, confused. Elsa handed Bella to him so she could kneel down in front of Kirsten and look her in the eye. "What do you mean, sweetie?" she asked.

"That's what Papa said," said Kirsten matter-of-factly, as though it was obvious. "Mama's a wock when she sleeps. Does that mean she turns into a wock like Gwamma Bulda and Gwampa Cliff?"

Elsa chuckled, for she knew exactly what Kirsten was trying to say. It was common knowledge that the trolls, who had adopted Kristoff when he was eight, slept in rock form. Kirsten must have gotten the phrase "sleeps like a rock" mixed up with Kristoff's adoptive parents. "No, sweetie, it doesn't mean that your mama turns into a rock while sleeping," said Elsa, trying to think of the simplest words she could so Kirsten would understand. "It just means that your mama's a heavy sleeper."

"Oh," said Kirsten. She puckered up her lips, as if she was thinking. The overall effect was rather cute. "She gets heavy when she seeps?"

Elsa chuckled again. "Well," she said, lowering her voice so only Kirsten could hear her. "Since your mama and papa are still sleeping, how about I make you something special to wear today?"

"Yay!" said Kirsten, jumping up and down and clapping her hands.

"Elsa, are you sure it's okay?" Fredrik asked her, shifting Bella so he could lay a hand on her shoulder.

"It'll be fine," said Elsa, and she stood up. "Ready, sweetie?" she asked Kirsten.

"Uh-huh!" said Kirsten, still bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Okay, but you have to stand still," said Elsa, and Kirsten stopped bouncing. "Good girl. Now close your eyes."

"Why?" Kirsten asked.

"Because I want it to be a surprise," said Elsa, smiling.

Kirsten obeyed, and Elsa then twirled her fingers. Sparkles of ice and snow swirled gently around Kirsten, tickling her face and making her giggle. Soon, the ice and snow dissipated, and in place of her pink nightgown was a short-sleeved floaty blue dress made of shimmering ice crystals.

"I so pwetty!" said Kirsten, giggling and twirling. The dress was just long enough to swirl around her ankles. It caught the sunlight and sparkled like diamonds.

"What's all the commotion?" said a voice behind them.

They all turned and saw Kristoff walking towards them, lopsided grin in place and fully dressed in dark pants and dark blue vest over a long-sleeved, light-blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was also wearing his red sash and ice harvester boots. His blonde hair was a little tousled from sleep, but he appeared wide awake.

"Papa!" said Kirsten, running over to him and jumping into his arms.

"Well, good morning," Kristoff said as Kirsten squeezed him in a hug.

"Papa! Look what Auntie Elsa made me!" Kirsten said, twirling around so he could see her new dress.

"I see," said Kristoff, smiling again.

"Do you like it?" Kirsten asked.

"I love it," said Kristoff, picking her up. Anna was always saying that Kirsten was too big to be picked up and carried around anymore, but Kristoff didn't care. Kirsten loved being held. She was quite the snuggler, and she loved snuggling with her papa. But most especially, she loved snuggling with her Aunt Elsa. "It sparkles just like your eyes. Now, did you thank your Auntie Elsa for making you such a pretty dress?"

"Oh!" said Kirsten, squirming out of her father's arms and running to give Elsa a hug. "Thank you, Auntie Elsa!"

"You're welcome, Sunshine," said Elsa, hugging back. "I love you."

"Love you, too, Auntie Elsa," said Kirsten. Then she ran over and hugged Fredrik. "I love you, Uncle Fwedwik."

Fredrik chuckled and hugged her as best he could while still holding Bella. "I love you, too, sweetheart."

"And I love you, too, Bella," said Kirsten.

But all Bella could say was, "Kiss! Kiss!"

"Is Anna awake yet?" Elsa asked Kristoff.

"She is, but she's feeding Susanna right now," Kristoff answered. "She said not to wait for her and that she'll join us when she's finished."

"Aw, but I wanna show Mama my new dwess," said Kirsten, pouting a little.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, but you'll have to wait a bit, okay?" said Kristoff.

"Okay," said Kirsten.

"Well, in that case, shall we all go down?" Elsa asked. Kirsten ran forward to hold Elsa's hand while they all made their way down to the family's private dining room.

When they arrived, they saw that five places had been set for them. There was a high chair situated near the head of the table where Elsa and Fredrik sat and there was a raised seat between Anna and Kristoff's usual chairs. Elsa put Bella in the high chair before sitting down at the head of the table, with Fredrik to her left and Kristoff and Kirsten to her right.

A few minutes after they were all seated, a door at the other end of the room opened and Gerda came bustling in, carrying a tray laden with bowls, four of which were steaming. She set the steaming bowls down in front of the three adults and Kirsten and set the other bowl down in front of Elsa. She disappeared through the door and came back a moment later with a jug of orange juice and a platter of pastries, which she set down in the middle of the table.

"Thank you, Gerda," said Elsa, smiling at her. "That will be all for now."

"Yes, Your Majesty," said Gerda, bobbing a curtsy before disappearing behind the door again.

For the next few moments, there was no sound other than the clinking of spoons against bowls and Bella's happy squeals as Elsa fed her her cereal. It was still a little warm for her, so Elsa cooled down each spoonful with a bit of her magic before giving it to her.

"Auntie Elsa?" Kirsten piped up suddenly.

"Yes, Sunshine?" Elsa asked, continuing to feed Bella.

"Why can't Bella eat oatmeal like us?" Kirsten asked.

"Because it's too hot for her and she's too little yet," Elsa answered, spooning more cereal into Bella's open mouth. She squealed and banged her little hands on the tray, which was her of saying "more".

"Oh," said Kirsten, and she fell silent again.

Several more minutes passed in silence. Elsa finished feeding Bella and lifted her out of her high chair and settled her on her lap while she finished eating. Kirsten finished shortly after and asked if she could play with her cousin. Elsa gave permission and set Bella gently on the floor by Kirsten.

They were almost finished eating by the time Anna finally came ambling in. She was fully dressed and her hair was brushed and braided. Aside from the fact that she looked wide awake, there were dark circles under her eyes. It looked like she hadn't slept in days.

"Good morning, Anna," said Elsa, smiling at her sister.

"Morning," said Anna.

"Where's Susanna?" Elsa asked.

"Upstairs," Anna answered. "She's sleeping again."

"How's she doing so far?" Elsa asked.

"Oh, she's great!" said Anna. "She's the complete opposite of Kirsten. She hardly ever fusses, except when she needs to be fed or changed. You know, I think she takes after you, Elsa."

"And why wouldn't she?" Elsa asked, smiling cheekily at her sister. "Is someone with her right now?"

"I've got Nanny Hanne looking after her." Nanny Hanne was an older woman who had been Anna and Elsa's nanny when they were little, up until the gates had been closed. Anna had somehow managed to track her down and asked her if she would like to return as nanny for her and Elsa's children. Nanny Hanne had been only too happy to oblige. "I just needed a little break." She started making her way around the table, trying to hide a big yawn behind her hand.

"Anna, are you okay?" Kristoff asked, suddenly standing up, a concerned look etched on his face. "You look exhausted."

"I'm fine," Anna answered, waving a hand dismissively. "Being a mother of two is just hard work, is all."

"Anna, are you sure?" Elsa asked, her expression matching Kristoff's. "Maybe you should go lie down some more."

"Elsa, I said I'm fine," said Anna, now sounding a little exasperated. "Mothering just takes a lot out of me. You're a mother now; you know what it's like."

Elsa opened her mouth to say more, but Fredrik gently laid a hand on her arm and shook his head. Elsa seemed to guess the silent message he was sending her and she closed it.

Anna reached her chair and shared a quick kiss with Kristoff, but before she could sit down, Kirsten came running over from where she'd been playing a clapping game with Bella.

"Mama! Mama!" she cried happily. Before Anna could brace herself, Kirsten barreled into her and hugged her legs so tightly that she almost overbalanced. She caught herself on the chair just in time.

"Good morning, my little angel," Anna said, hugging her back as best she could given the position she was in.

"Mama, look at my pwetty new dwess!" Kirsten broke away from her mother and twirled around, sending rainbows of sparkles dancing around the room.

"It's very pretty," said Anna, smiling at her. "Where did you get such a pretty dress?"

"Auntie Elsa made it!" said Kirsten, pointing at Elsa.

Anna looked at her sister, surprised. "You made this for Kirsten?" she asked.

"Guilty," said Elsa, smiling back. "You two were still sleeping, and I didn't want to wake you."

"No, no, it's okay," said Anna. "As long as she's happy." She smiled again as Kirsten continued twirling around the room before finally sitting down next to Kristoff.

A minute later, Gerda came bustling in with a bowl of oatmeal for Anna. Either she had sensed that Anna had just come in or she had been listening from the other side of the door. Anna seriously thought it was the latter; the older woman could be so sneaky sometimes.

"Thank you, Gerda," she said, smiling at her.

"You're welcome, Your Highness," said Gerda, curtsying. She then made her way over to the other side of the table, where she stopped next to Fredrik. "Excuse me, sir, this letter just arrived for you from the Southern Isles."

"Really?" said Fredrik, setting his juice glass down and taking the letter from her. "Thank you, Gerda."

"You're welcome, sir," said Gerda, and she curtsied again before leaving.

Fredrik broke the wax seal and unfolded the single sheet of parchment. His expression of curiosity turned to one of great pleasure.

"Good news?" Elsa asked, smiling.

"Very good news," said Fredrik happily, looking up at her and grinning. "The letter is from my brother, King Anders. He and Queen Cathrine heard about the birth of Princess Susanna and they wish to celebrate with us. They're coming for a visit."

"Really?" Anna squealed.

"That's great," said Kristoff, smiling.

"Fredrik, that's wonderful!" said Elsa, and she looked genuinely happy at this news. "I've been looking forward to seeing your sister-in-law again. When will they be arriving?"

Fredrik scanned the letter. "He doesn't say," he said.

"Well, that doesn't give us much time, then," said Elsa, standing up. "A week at most. Unless they've already left, which means we have even less time." She started heading for the door.

"Elsa, where are you going?" Fredrik asked, turning his head so he could keep her in sight.

"I need to talk to Gerda about getting a room ready," Elsa answered. She was wringing her hands, something she always did when under pressure. A few snowflakes sparked from her fingertips. "As they're special guests, I think they should stay with us in our private wing. They could have my parents' chambers. But then, those rooms have been closed off for several years, so they will need a lot of cleaning and airing out."

"Elsa, don't worry," said Fredrik, standing up and taking her hands in his. "We'll have everything ready before they get here."

"I know, but it's actually getting it done that has me all stressed out," said Elsa.

"Well, I think I might have a solution to that," said Fredrik, kissing her palm and smirking knowingly at her.

"Oh, really?" said Elsa, narrowing her eyes playfully at him.

"Yes, really," said Fredrik, and he put his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Elsa looped hers around his neck and he deepened it.

Behind them, Anna and Kristoff exchanged a look. Anna smirked at him and he rolled his eyes. She then pointed at the door and he nodded. Anna stood up and, seeing as Elsa and Fredrik were preoccupied, scooted around them and picked up Bella.

"Well," said Anna, settling Bella on her hip. "Since you two lovebirds are otherwise occupied, I think we'll go for a walk. Come along, Kirsten." She held out her hand, but Kirsten didn't move.

"But I wanna stay with Auntie Elsa and Uncle Fwedwik," she said, pouting.

"Well, your aunt and uncle are a little busy right now," said Kristoff, standing up. "You can see them later. Now be a good girl and do what your mama tells you."

"Okay," said Kirsten, and she ran forward to take her mother's hand. Together, the four of them left the room and disappeared down the hall.

It was at least another whole minute before Elsa and Fredrik broke apart, and when they did, they were surprised to find the room empty, save for the two of them.

"Well," said Fredrik, looking around the room. "It would appear we're alone."

"Appears so," said Elsa, resting her head on his chest.

"Well, love, we still have an hour before our first meeting," said Fredrik, smiling at her. "What would you like to do?"

"Hmm," said Elsa thoughtfully, as Fredrik proceeded to kiss her neck. "We could start getting my parents' room ready for your brother and sister-in-law's arrival."

Fredrik groaned in protest, his mouth still preoccupied.

"Or we could maybe go up to our room and take a little nap?" said Elsa. Fredrik pulled away from her and saw that she was smiling. Knowing what she meant, he smiled back and kissed her again.

"I take it you prefer the second choice, then," said Elsa once they had broken apart.

"You know me too well," said Fredrik, smiling at her. He then scooped her up in his arms, eliciting a squeal from her, and proceeded to carry her bridal style all the way up to their room. Once outside their door, he kissed her again. Somehow, Fredrik managed to open the door while still holding Elsa. Lips still locked together, he carried her inside and slammed the door behind them.

Whew, that was a long one! But I have to say it makes a great start to the story. I hope I didn't bore you with all the dialogue and fluff. I just wanted to re-introduce the characters. Don't worry, things will pick up later on.

Now, I don't know how long this story will be or where it's going to take me, but I hope you'll join me on this wild ride into the as yet great unknown. :)

Thanks for reading! Another chapter coming soon! :)