The ice Queen frowned, her icy eyes glaring at the man in front of her, her eyes were shooting frozen flames. The temperature was beginning to drop quickly..too quickly for the messenger.

The frost began to creep up the walls, forming jagged edged spikes in a dark, blood red hue. The messenger shivered in fear, it took no scientist to know that the Queen had become furious.

Elsa stood up from her ice throne, the frost blue magic had already begun to form in her palms, the wind was swirled around the room as she stepped her way to the balcony, her heels clicking against the cold floor, her ice dress leaving a trail of red tinted frost, which grew into crisscrossing jagge-edged spikes. "So you mean to tell me that Admiral is raising an army?" She asked, her voice like silk with a touch of icy breeze, yet threatening at the same time.

The messenger had a light coat of snow and frost over him, shivering like mad, he managed a stuttered answer. "Y-yes...Y-your -Exelency.." He said, his breath coming out in small puffs of white clouds.

Elsa stood, staring hard at the view of her Kingdom- no, correction, her /former/ Kingdom. "Oh, Admiral.." She soothed, her voice soft and as if caring. Then she grinned, an evil light shone through her eyes.

The snow queen flung her arms out, and swirling waves of frost blue misty wind appeared, frosting it's way from the edge of her castle, all the way to a mountain close to Arendelle before it disappeared behind a mountain. "Two can play at this game!"

"T-two ca-can pla-y wh-at g-game?" The messenger asked fearfully, hudling himself into a ball. His teeth clattered together as his pupils remained shrunk.

The ice-Queen looked at the scared man over her shoulder and gave him a mocking warm smile of assurance. "Oh, all's fair in love and war. Now go and inform Admiral that I will not remove this winter unappreciated, they should know better than to fear and mock my powers."

Andrew held his breath as he heard the door to the parlor open, then close. He didn't need to turn around to know that the messenger had returned. But his eyebrows lowered when he heard the man shiver uncontrollably. He turned around and was shocked to find a think melting layer of frost on him. "What happened up there?" He asked, quickly giving the freezing man a warm coat.

The messenger gave his gratitude for the prince as he sat down near the fireplace. "H-her Majesty, Queen Elsa.." He started, wrapping the cloak around him tighter. He looked up to see concern fill the thirteenth in line of the Southern Isles at the mention of the Queen.

"Elsa, " Andrew repeated, worried for the slightly younger Queen. "Is she alright?" He asked, obviously trying to conceal the amount of concern he held for her.

The messenger nodded rapidly, the snow on the tips of his hair flying about. "Yes yes! Her Majesty is fine. She told me that...that she would not give up this winter for any reason unappreciated, maybe she wants everyone to see how her magic could do good? I heard she and Princess Anna were very close with her magic when they were young."

Andrew let out a sigh of relief, then looked solemnly to the window, the blizzard was all that they could see. He didn't know what to do, sure enough the raven haired Queen was a wonderful and pleasant one, during her coronation. So what made the Duke of Wesleton call her a monster?

"S-she threatened Arendelle, and the ministers have agreed that the only way to bring back summer is to..is to..." The messenger couldn't go on. He-Kai- had looked after the two girls as they grew up, he couldn't bare to see the little girl he used to find a daughter get executed, he couldn't!

Andrew sighed, he had grown quite close-even fanciably close- to the young woman, and now everyone suddenly wants her dead for something she didn't ...well, it looked like she didnt- mean to do? "I'm sorry, Elsa..." He whispered to the wind. "But I have no choice." Those were the last words he had ever wanted to say to the Ice Queen. But he couldn't even think straight, all that came to his mind were the lyrics to the song of ice.

Beautiful.

He had known her for quite a while, even before her coronation. It took no blind man to know that she was a Snow White at beauty. Her chin was held high, her silky raven hair had been pulled down into a formal chignon with her bangs left. Her icy eyes shone with mischief as she stole some chocolate without anyone, but him, noticing. A golden crown was seated atop her head, and if beauty had any boundaries, then, by all means, she had crossed it.

Powerful.

The ice-Queen had far greater power than an average Queens. She had ice and snow at her command, it ran in her viens. It made her who she was. It made him smile slightly. Any normal Queen would've only had a kingdom. But her, she had an entire kingdom..well, if you count her one of meetings, she has two.

Dangerous.

The ice-Queen may be powerful and beautiful, but she was also dangerous. She had her limits to everything on her coronation day. And Anna, without meaning to, had crossed it. It wasn't a far cry to say that immediately at her command, iceshards shot up from the ground, almost impaling her sister.

Cold.

Andrew had to flinch a bit. He didn't find her, in anyway, cold to her people. It only happened when her powers were accidentally revealed, he tried to go after her. He ran, trying to catch up, only to face the fact that the Queen was gone, and had set of an eternal winter as well.

"Ice has a magic,

Can't be controlled!

Stronger than one,

Stronger than ten,

Stronger than a hundred men..."

For whoever read this: Sorry for the lame, short first chapter! The following ones will be longer, waaaaaay longer.

Just as a heads up: this is going with the original idea of making Elsa the villain. Andrew is the original version of Hans.

Thanks for reading!