Elsa's POV

I smiled at Anna as we spun around a couple more times before I decided I was tired and wanted to turn in. Anna, of course, wasn't very enthusiastic about the idea but I ignore her opinion neither way and started to walk towards the castle, I was half way through my 4th step before I felt a yank in my arm, obviously Anna, pulling me back. With each step I took I nearly fell because of the ice.

"But Elsa, this is a celebration! Now everyone knows that you're not a monster and you're really nice!" I stared in disbelief at her poor choice of words. But I shook it off and broke into laughter as Anna joined me too.

"Anna just calm down, I promise you, this won't be the last time we have a celebration." I smiled softly at Anna, who's face expression was relaxed from laughing.

As I started to walk towards the castle again I felt a force of wind that blown me back and made me drop to the ground. Then all the laughing and chatting was gone. All gone. The entire courtyard was just filled with silence.

A few people rushed to help me but I managed to pick myself up from the floor without anyone's help. I looked straight ahead of me, trying to catch what blew me back, causing me to fall. All I saw, though, was a boy, a creature with lots of colourful feathers, an old man with a long beard who looks... A little bit like.. Santa Clause? I honestly don't know. And a... Kangaroo

"Oh my god! Are you Jack Frost?!" Olaf blurted out.

I have to admit the boy was quite attractive, he had white hair that glisten in the sun and his pale lips formed a thin line. His eyes were a bright shade of blue, ones that are quite similar to mine. In fact, the his icy blue eyes almost matches mine. His skin was pale, very much like me, but they had a shade of cream mixed into them which makes him look more human then me. I just look very pale, almost white but not quite.

The boy smiled and replied. "In the flesh."

"Hi! I'm Olaf! I like warm hugs!" Olaf said, opening his arms widely, as if expecting a hug from a complete stranger. And to my surprise Olaf clutched his legs tightly, and the boy actually returned the hug.

He chuckled as Olaf let go. Then Olaf started saying "Hi! I'm Olaf! I like warm hugs!" to all of them and hugging them. Then the boy started walking towards me.

I didn't know why put I suddenly felt a weird feeling in my stomach, I straighten up and tried to ignore the fact that my palms were sweating.

"Hi." He said as he stopped right in front of me. His voice sounded low and smooth and all together gorgeous. A smirk was plastered on his face.

No, what am I thinking? I am a queen. I shouldn't be worrying about all these things.

"Hello." I said, simply.

There was a moment of awkward silence. At least I thought it was awkward.

"I'll have you know I'm the queen." I said sternly, my heart was pounding, I'm not sure what is happening to me but I know it isn't something good. Or at least I think so. I held my breath, hoping that he wouldn't notice how nervous I was. I didn't know what was happening to me nor did I like it.

"Oh, ok, your majesty." He said as he bowed, his right arm was wrapped around his stomach and his left was still clutching his wooden staff. I observed the wooden staff, it was quite extraordinary. It had a curve at the end and an undeniably beautiful pattern that twisted and twirled around the staff's width.

Something about the tone of his voice tells me that he was mocking me, but I decided to ignore that.

"I'm Jack Frost." He said, simply. His smirk was still there, it never left the corner of his mouth.

"Queen Elsa of Arendelle." I said, straightening my back a little more.

"Cool, I'm a guardian. Not that it's very awesome anymore compared to being a queen." He spoke quickly. I barely understood anything he said but I nodded anyways.

"So, who are those... I would say people but I'm not sure if I can count them as people." I said slowly. I instantly regret saying that. I knew it sounded rude but right now that's not my number 1 problem. I'm the queen of Arendelle and I have to remember that. A queen must be poised and elegant.

"Don't worry about it, they're also guardians. That fairy is Toothiana, well known as the tooth fairy. The old man is Santa Clause," That makes a lot more sense now, but I never expected that the tooth fairy is.. Well I never expected their appearance to be like this. Jack continued pointing at the last one standing there, the one that looked like a kangaroo. "And that's E. Aster Bunnymund, also known as the Easter Bunny." He finished.

"Oh, well thats, umm, interesting." I said, lost in thought about what these guys were doing here.

"You looked confused." His icy blue eyes flickered underneath the bright yellow sun. I felt like I was melting (now I know how Olaf feels without that snow cloud), heat was rising up into my cheeks. But I quickly shook it off.

"So what are you doing here?" I asked. Trying to ignore the weird feeling in my stomach.

"Well... That's a, uh, it's a long story." He said, rubbing the back of his neck with an unsure look on his face.

"Alright.." I said slowly and quietly.

"Anyways, this looks like a nice place." Jack looked a few years younger then me, approximately 17 or 18. Although I would never admit it out loud he was quite handsome.

I raised an eyebrow at him, no sign of nervousness could be detected. He was talking to a queen, you'd expect that he would have even just the slightest nervousness that he'd mess something up.

"Just out of curiosity, how old are you?" I tried to keep my voice as steady as possible but I found it quite hard. I'm not sure why, though.

"I can assure you I am older then you, a lot older." He said, the smirk returned to the corner of his lips.

"I'm 21, for your information." I straighten my back a little, just to show him that I have more power then him. I don't know why but I feel a little intimidated by him. Its not like he could over power me or something like that because I'm almost certain I am more powerful then him.

Suddenly I noticed he was dressed a little.. Strangely. I've never seen anyone wear clothes of those sort. Though I found it quite strange, I also found it interesting. He was wearing a strange long sleeve shirt of some sort and caramel-coloured pants with some sort of fabric twisting underneath his thighs onto the lower parts of his pants and they were a little ripped, and also he was not wearing any shoes. Which means he is definitely not royalty.

"Well I've been around for a long time, longer then you." He said, his voice deep and smooth.

I found it a little weird how no one notices that I'm talking to a white haired boy who is holding a stick- I mean a staff.

"How long?" I asked, raising an eyebrow again.

"Umm, well, 300 hundred years give it or take." His smirk was gone and was replaced by an unsure smile.

My jaws nearly dropped. 300. Hundred. Years.

"Is this some kind of joke?" I asked, feeling a little intimidated again.

"AHH YADADADADADA." A familiar voice started singing behind me.

I spun around and saw Olaf who was holding a stick and wearing a hat and.. sunglasses?

"Olaf, what are you doing?" I asked, seriously confused.

"SINGING!" Olaf exclaimed happily.

And then he started blabbing on about how singing is nice and singing is amazing, though I wasn't really listening.

Its not that I find Olaf boring or annoying or something of that sort but sometimes Olaf is just a little bit.. Whats the word? Hyper? Energetic? Mentally challenged?

I honestly don't know. I turned around but Jack wasn't there anymore.

I felt a light tap on my shoulder, that boy was flying. My eyes were wide with shock and I didn't know how to respond.

He was smiling at me, not that intimidating smirk but an actual smile.

I have to admit, his smile was gorgeous. I felt the corner of my mouth curl into a smile as I looked into his icy blue eyes.