Anna Sun
Prologue
It had started when they were kids, not that she realized what was happening at the time. Anna would write these little songs and sing them to her through her shut door, trying to coax her out. She hated herself for always telling her to go away, but really, it was for both their sakes. She got to her teen years and realized what was going on. She was falling for her sister.
She wished she could throw the door open and just hug her, let her know she loved her in so many ways, and gush apologies until Anna could finally understand what was going on. Her hand had been on the handle so many times, but the handle would frost over every time, steeling her resolve of this being the best. An ice sculpture of a sister was far less than desirable over a live sister. But slowly, one lyric at a time, Anna had worked her way into her heart.
At her coronation, her first real glimpse at her had left her speechless. It was as though she had managed to freeze time. Her red hair done up, the white streak of hair woven into a bun, highlighting the red, all held up by a green ribbon. As her eyes traveled down, she found it hard to breathe. Anna had grown into a gorgeous woman. As she approached, she realized she was going to have to talk to her for the first time in years. Actually talk to her.
They managed through some small talk, but it quickly went down hill, Elsa's heart breaking for the princess as she saw the hurt in her eyes. She sighed and shook her head, but had to put the mask of sincere happiness on her face as another important political head came up to greet her. From there, the party turned to a blur until Anna had reappeared with a man on her arm, asking her for a blessing to their marriage.
She had quickly shut down the idea, her slight jealousy only playing a small part in her decision. Anna knew better then that…had she been drinking? As Anna began to push the matter, she felt her temper rise up. It was the temper of the arctic storms, welling up in her until it boiled over, bursting forth from her uncovered hand. Ice spikes. It had to be ice spikes.
Her ice palace though, that Elsa did miss. It was her pride and joy, her first great creation. It was peace and quiet and freedom. Where if she lost control and started a blizzard in the foyer, then so be it, it didn't matter. How on earth Anna had managed to find her, she didn't know, but she immediately wanted her to stay. Live with her, love her, be her one and only. By now she had fully come to terms with her feelings for this woman that stood stubbornly before her. But then reality set in. Anna would freeze to death up here, and would never love her in the disgusting way Elsa hoped for.
Added to the news she'd doomed her kingdom, and had no clue how to fix it. Obviously Elsa was unfit for this job. But Anna wasn't doomed yet, which she was seriously concerned about if she couldn't contain her own outbursts of ice. She still had the chance to lead a happy life. Find a husband, have kids, lead the kingdom into it's happiest days. Elsa couldn't take that from her. So with a heavy heart, she brought forth something that would simply make them leave. Make Anna hate her so she'd go home.
Next thing she knew she was defending off an attack, fully accepting the Ice Queen she was now to be. If that's what they wanted, they would get the Ice Queen and all her fury. They would leave her alone. It went dark after the chandelier came down. Then Hans. She wish she'd frozen his important bits to keep him from ever poisoning this world with a child, but Anna's handling of the situation was just as good. Her mind worked back to Anna being a statue. The words she whispered to Anna in that moment that Anna blessedly didn't know were spoken.
'I love you. With all my heart. And I need you. Even if we can never be together, I can't make it through a day without knowing you're alright. Please don't leave me alone to deal with this world. I need you.'
Her lips had brushed over Anna's ice ones as she collapsed against the statue. A true love's first kiss. A thawing. The girl that was her world in her arms. Her life. She'd been on such a high of having her sister back and realizing that it could all work out that lifting the eternal winter had been child's play.
That had been a month ago, and things around the castle had never been better. Probably because she got to see her sister every day though. And after all they had been through, Anna had chased her all the way up a mountain, and had sacrificed her life for her, and Elsa knew, she knew without a doubt that she loved this girl. Every morning waking to the chaos she caused, to the soft goodnight as they went to bed. Separate rooms, because it was a love that was wrong, a sin against nature in so many ways, and Elsa didn't want to lose her only sister and her one true love. She knew one day she would lose her to a prince or Kristoff or whoever lit up her world as she did Elsa's.
But until that day came, she just had to keep her mouth shut. Conceal, don't feel. Don't let it show.