Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen or Rise of The Guardians.

Quick note before I begin; all the Guardians are in this but they are not Guardians. They are humans and none of them have powers.

Chapter 1: Captain, Oh My Captain

Elsa was sitting on her throne. Her hands grazed the wooden edges of her armrests. She was dressed in her ice dress and she had her legs crossed. In front of her dressed in shining silver armour with a light blue cape which was attached to his breastplate, was a man about her own age with silvery blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. He was kneeling down in front of her with his head bowed low.

Elsa leaned forward with her elbow rest on her knee and her hand resting on her open palm. She stared at the man with great interest. There did seem to be something alluring about him which was something Elsa couldn't put her finger on. Was it his bright eyes which made her loose herself in them? Was it the way he smiled which made her feel all tingly inside? Elsa soon snapped herself out of these thoughts. She sat up straight.

"So your name is Sir Jackson Frost?" she asked.

"Yes, your majesty," Jackson answered.

"And you wish to be my captain of my personal guard?"

"Yes, my Queen."

Elsa leaned back in her throne. She examined Sir Jackson even further. He did seem interesting and well qualified. Her advisors had advised her on his potential and abilities.

"Alright," Elsa said after a moment of silence.

She could practically feel the grin that was forming on his face. She could tell that he was resisting the urge to let out a cheer.

"Thank you, your majesty," Jackson said bowing his head even lower.

Jackson stood up and he smiled at Elsa. Jackson gave a small bow to Elsa before he turned on his knee and marched out of the room. Elsa gazed after him. She figured that life would be quite interesting with him around.

Jack waited until he was out of sight before he let out a small cheer. He only stopped when one of the servants, Kai, he believed it was, passed him and who gave him an odd look. Jack set off at a fast pace out of the castle and into the courtyard. He bumped into Sir Astor Bunnymund who works as a guard for Arendelle. He was currently tending to the horses which Jack recognised as Princess Anna's and Prince Kristoff's horse. Bunnymund grinned as Jack approached.

"Hey man," Bunnymund said. "I guess by that grin you got the job."

"You got it," Jack said matching Bunnymund's grin.

Jack and Bunnymund were old friends. Bunnymund was the son of a local Lord and Jack was looking for a friend to play with and he found Bunnymund. They hit it off straight away and became fast friends. Bunnymund soon applied to be a guard and Jack soon followed.

Bunnymund gave Jack a weird look before a sneaking smile came over his face. He turned back to the horses with a bit of a smirk on his face.

"What?" Jack said.

"You like her," Bunnymund said stroking Princess Anna's beautiful white horse.

"I do not," a blush started to creep into Jack's cheeks.

"Oh come on," Bunnymund teased. "I know you've had this thing for Queen Elsa since like forever."

"Shut up," Jack snapped.

"Relax, take it easy. I'm only teasing."

"Well don't," Jack snapped.

"Alright, alright. Don't bite my head off."

The next day Elsa was relaxing in the library. She was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed while she held a book in one hand. She always enjoyed these moments when she could just lose herself in a book and tune out the world around her. She turned the page and continued reading. She paused about half way down the page. She heard something behind her. Elsa put down her book and looked up.

"If you want to spy on me please do it a lot quieter," Elsa said.

Jack came into view. He was now wearing the official Arendelle guard uniform but without the hat. The hat instead was being gripped by both of his hands.

"Only doing my job milady," Jack said giving a short bow. "I have to protect you encase anyone tried to harm you."

"Well if you insist on being there then please don't be loud. This is one of my favourite book."

"Yes, your majesty."

Elsa returned to her book, The Bride of Lammermoor by Sir Walter Scott. However the peace and quiet that Elsa craved for didn't last very long. Elsa barely got two sentences into paragraph she was reading when she heard a bang and a crash that came from outside. Elsa rose from her chair.

"What the-?" Elsa said staring at the door to the library.

She turned to Jack who had one hand on the sword at his side which was still sheathed in its holder. The door then burst opened and a little boy who looked no older than five burst into the room. He had short blonde hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He skidded into the room and froze when he saw Elsa who was standing there with her hands on her hips with a disproving stare on her face.

"Josef Kristoff Bjorgman what on Earth are you up on?" Elsa asked her five year old nephew in a disapproving tone.

"I'm sorry Aunt Elsa," Josef stared at his feet rather than his glowering Aunt. "Well you see, Sven and I were playing together-"

"What?" Elsa said sharply interrupting Josef. "Did you just say that Sven was playing with you in the castle?"

"Maybe," Josef shuffled his feet a little bit while he held his arms behind his back.

"Josef Bjorgman you know that we cannot have reindeers inside the castle!"

"Yes Aunt Elsa," Josef still looked rather nervous.

"I shall leave your punishment in the hands of your Mother," Elsa said. "Now instead of playing why don't you go do something productive? Surely you have lessons you need to attend to."

"Yes Aunt Elsa," Josef gave a small little bow to his Aunt before he quickly scurried from the room.

Elsa sat back down in her chair rubbing her temples. Sometimes that boy had too much energy which would be explained by the fact that his mother was her younger sister. She was just glad that Anna's other children weren't little maniacs like their older brother. Well at least not yet.

"That was your sister, Princess Anna's, son, is that correct?" Jack asked.

"Yes, that is Josef," Elsa said. "He is the oldest of three. Helena is two while Heidi is only two months old."

"How adorable," Jack smiled.

"Yes they can be when they are really in trouble," Elsa muttered getting back to her book.

"She married the ice harvester correct? Kristoff, I believe that's his name."

"Yes," Elsa nodded. "They married six years ago which was about a year after the, um, well, the little incident that happened around then."

"What about you?" Jack took a seat next to Elsa. Elsa could feel his eyes on her as she tried to concentrate on her book.

"What about me?" Elsa turned to look at him.

"Well is there someone you love?"

"That is not what we are discussing here," Elsa spluttered. "That is not something you ask your Queen."

"Well it's just hard for me to imagine a beautiful Queen such as yourself without a horde of suitors banging down her door."

"This is not a conversation I care to have with my Captain of my guards," Elsa said her cheeks turning red. "I would care if you would leave and let me read in peace."

"As her majesty wishes," Jack got up and gave a bow to her before he left the room.

Elsa returned to her book but she couldn't concentrate on the book now. Her thoughts were consumed by Jackson Frost. How dare he talk to her about personal matters, Elsa kept thinking wildly. That is not something you ask your Queen. Elsa never finished the book she was reading. She couldn't stop thinking about Sir Jackson Frost.

Jack left the library, carefully shutting the door behind him as he went. He soon came to quite a commotion outside. He found two servants, who he believed were called Kai and Gerda, cleaning up quite a mess. It looked as if something, and in this situation he could guess what, had crashed into quite a few things. He found Princess Anna and her husband Prince Kristoff telling off their son for making a mess and disturbing the peace that Elsa likes to have around the castle. A reindeer, who Jack could only suppose was the reindeer that young Prince Josef was playing, was also present sitting next to Kristoff. If Jack remembered correctly the reindeer was called Sven. He remembered being told something about Sven moving in when Prince Kristoff moved into the castle about seven years ago.

"Ah Sir Frost," Prince Kristoff said. "I hope that the little accident that Josef caused didn't disturb the Queen."

"By the scared look on our son," Princess Anna said to her husband, "I'd say that she did."

"The Queen just wishes for quiet your royal highness," Jack said.

Anna gave her son the same glowering look that Elsa had given him. Jack was suddenly struck by how similar the two sisters were in that moment. Jack gave a little bow to the royal family before he headed off to the barracks.

When Jack pushed open the door to the barracks he found the other guards having a raging good time. They were all drinking, laughing and it looked like they were making bets on something or another. Jack cleared his throat and everyone went quiet. Jack felt all eyes on him.

"Don't you all have somewhere you need to be?" Jack asked.

There was scraping of chairs as the men grabbed their uniforms and headed out the door. Jack passed the remaining men and headed up to his bedroom. His bedroom that he had been given was pretty modest. He had a small bed, dresser and desk. He also had a room with a view. His window overlooked the sea so Jack could see the ships coming and going from Arendelle. He took off his uniform and hung it up in his wardrobe. He unclipped his sword holster and swung it over his hat stand. Jack then threw himself onto his bed. He had a feeling he would like it here in the castle.

His family lived just outside the main town of Arendelle. He lived with his Mother and his sister, Pippa who was more than ten years his junior. His own Father had gone to fight a war and never came back. Jack remembered his Mother crying about it on end for days. However that was more than eleven years ago. Jack had to remember that the past was in the past. He mustn't let it hurt him.

He remembered first coming to the main town. He felt so dwarfed by it all. Eventually he managed to work his way up through the main town guards before deciding to apply for the Queen's Captain. He remembered being so nervous at that meeting. He couldn't concentrate on anything but the Queen. He was captivated by her that he pretty much fumbled everything he wanted to say. It was a miracle that he had gotten the job. He was glad he did. This was going to be quite the adventure.

Elsa was in a bit of a huff. Her thoughts were still on that pompous, new captain of hers. Why couldn't she just get rid of the thoughts? He was just another one of her guards. But there was something about him that made her quite fascinated by him.

Elsa had to mentally shake these thoughts out of her head. What was she thinking? Was she thinking what she thought she thinking? She couldn't be. He was just another guard, she kept telling herself, he's just another guard. But for some reason that wasn't working for her. There was a knock on the door. Elsa jumped pretty bad that her book went flying. She calmed herself down before telling the person behind to come in. One of the servants came in carrying a letter from one of the neighbouring kingdoms. The servant gave a low bow to Elsa before exciting the room. Elsa sighed as she looked at the seal on the letter. It was another letter from the Southern Isles. Surely they would have gotten the point by now. Clearly King Viktor was anxious to make up for his brother's mistake.

The door flew open again and in walked Anna who always walked as if there was a spring in her step. Elsa smiled at her and Anna smiled back. Anna took a seat next to Elsa and stared at the letter clutched in her sister's hands.

"Who's the letter from?" Anna asked.

"King Viktor," Elsa said reading it.

"He's not offering another one of his brothers to you is he?"

"According to this he is," Elsa read.

"What's this? Like the fourth brother you have rejected?"

"The sixth," Elsa corrected. "You would think he would have gotten the message around the fourth but no I guess not."

"Is the Southern Isles coming to the tournament?"

"According to this they are," Elsa continued to read, "and they've chosen their champion."

"Oh, who is it?"

"Lord Pitch Black."

A/N: So this is an idea I had for a Jelsa fanfic. I have a lot planned for this story, some drama, some romance, a bit of everything (I hope). So hate it? Love it? Continue? Don't continue? Let me know! Please review =)