Elsa

Finally, I've found where I belong. Or peace within chaos, if you may. It is December 24th, otherwise known as Christmas Eve. Tomorrow isn't just Cristmas, it's Anna and Kristoff's wedding. My family and I are sitting in the Great Hall having what is supposed to be a formal dinner. At least it wasn't my fault. Well, sorta.

Kristoff and Olaf were having an argument. It was quite amusing, to be honest. "I wanna go swimming! It looks like fun!" Olaf began. Kristoff interrupted with a brisk, "You cannot, sorry snowman. You'll melt!" Olaf protested with, "But what about Elsa's flurry!" Everyone know it wouldn't protect him from the liquid water, so instead we went along with it. I said, "I know how to settle this in an orderly manner.." and then whispered to Anna.

Her face immediately lit up. "Food fight!" A cool breeze nipped at my shoulder. If the wind was a person, I would've sworn it was cheering that we were having so much fun. Soon enough, the walls were smeared with ice cream, chocolate, and countless other delicacies. The mini food-war was Anna, Olaf and I against Kristoff and Sven.

I cheated, a little bit, but it was just one ice-covered watermelon. It chipped a little piece if Sven's antlers and nailed Kristoff in the face.. But otherwise it was harmless. Our fun was abruptly stopped when my head advisor walked in.

"What is this?! My queen, you should know better than this! It is an absolute disgrace to the kingdom, especially the day before Princess Anna's wedding! Not to mention, Prince Frederik is waiting outside! Your majesty, what were you thinking?" advisor Nicolas demanded.

"We were just.. Having a little fun." I mumbled. We all trudged outside to meet this ridiculous suitor. On our way, everyone was debating who was victorious.

Olaf won. "Ha! So, that means after the wedding Elsa gets to take me swimming.. in the fjord!" I'm looking forward to that. He'll probably squeal with wonder. Impairing our ears.

Afterwards, Kristoff retorted, "I just didn't want to make a mess. You know, Elsa, for a queen.. you're ok." I curtsied and replied, dripping with sarcasm, "Why thank you!" We had one final laugh and skipped off to the docks where this Fredrik awaits. The wind picked up, like it was warning me of something.

"Hello, Queen Elsa," the prince greeted me. He had dull gray eyes, gray suit, weak smile, and.. Wrinkles? How old was this man? I wanted to be polite, so I said, "Hello, Prince. I hope your journey was pleasant." He laughed. "No, I am King Jeremy. My son is already roaming the castle, he was so excited! Why don't you go and meet him." I panicked. What if he stole our money, or some precious jewels? Held someone in the castle hostage?

Calm down, I told myself. I'm overreacting, he just wants to explore. I scurried back to the castle and called out, "Prince Fredrik? Are you here?" I turned a corner and bumped into an unfamiliar face. Same dull gray eyes, weak smile but his hair was a light brown. "Someone called for me?" he asked, apparently completely calm. He leaned towards me and whispered, "I was just exploring.. Found in interesting room. Wanna give me a tour?" I was flustered.

He was edging closer and closer.. now less than three inches were separating us. "Um.. I.. Uh, sure! Which room in particular, we have quite a few!" I laughed nervously. Not a I-like-him-and-kinda-freaking-out laugh, more a annoyed-get-away-from-me-you-desperate-prince laugh. I half-ran to the room he was gesturing towards, and my heart sank. It was a room completely encased in ice, otherwise known as my childhood prison.

It's.. my childhood room. There isn't anything special about it, now let's go down to the Great Hall, outside in the garden perhaps!" I stuttered. He was staring at me, his eyes looked at me with almost.. a hungry look. I pretty much realized why he was here. Most of the suitors were dazzled by my beauty, but he was obviously a pervert. My room was dark, empty, and we were alone.

He laughed, suddenly taking my hand in his. "I'd rather stay here. Tell me more about it! Why does it look like a winter wonderland in here?" I was hyperventilating on the inside. I have to get out. Now. The closest stairs are far away. and I don't want to hurt him with my ice powers. I decided to excuse myself, hoping he'd let me go. "Listen.. I have to attend a meeting. We're finalizing the touches on my sister's wedding. Maybe you should make yourself comfortable somewhere.."

I ran away, making a beeline for the stairs. The wind was literally pushing me towards it, it really cares about me! He attempted to chase me down, but I blocked the path with a wall of ice. I just hope he didn't get injured. The wind made a 'relieved' sort of blow.. a sigh almost. My room was on the third floor, I ran inside, locked the door and flopped onto my bed.

My room isn't really that much, but it's a place where I can be alone, to think. My mind drifted off to love. Obviously, because tomorrow is my baby sister's wedding. And the.. strange encounter with the perverted Prince Fredrik. It kind of is sad, to think about it. Do I not have the ability to love at all? In that way, of course. It wasn't my fault he reacted that way to me.. is it?

I have met with countless suitors, but they have all been drawn to my beauty, my powers, my riches. Not my personality, or me as a person. So it really isn't my fault, is it? Oh well, maybe I'll meet a nice prince at the party, and we can talk with Olaf, by the water and sparkling sunset. I laugh bitterly. Dream on, Elsa. You have queenly duties to attend to. Like weddings. I fall asleep, worrying about the wedding and Fredrik and if I will ever find true love.

Author's Note

I hope you like my very first fan fiction, guys! All my friends love Frozen.. so I just had to. I mean, how could I stay away! Review, I like feedback. I want to know how you feel about it so far! Thanks for your time, hope you enjoyed!