Hi everyone! I've been a big ass fan of Elsanna since the movie came out and I've read TONS of Elsanna fics but I never had the guts to write my own story and upload online. But here I am, swallowing my insecurity rather harshly anticipating your reviews. I'm a freshly new writer and English isn't my mother language so I apologize in advanced for errors and mistakes I made (I'm sure there are a lot of it down there *bites nails nervously*). WARNING: THIS IS A G!P STORY SO TURN BACK NOW IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT. With that done, enjoy reading..

Disclaimer: If I owned Frozen, Elsanna would have been canon, trust me ;)

Chapter 01: The Beginning

Out in the courtyard of a castle, many people were seen standing with solemn expressions in front of two large grey monuments. Two individuals were standing in between the tombstones; one of the two was a blonde who bore such striking blue eyes but there was so much visible pain and sadness in them.

Beloved King and Father, Harald of Arendelle was seen written on the left gravestone, while the right said Beloved Queen and Mother, Emma of Arendelle.

The sky was dark and the rain was pouring so hard as if heavens were also saddened by the loss of the kingdom's monarch and his consort.

"We gather here today to mourn for our beloved King and Queen, whose lives were lost to vicious assassins last night." A chubby short man with long beard, holding a sheet of paper announced to the crowd.

"King Harald and Queen Emma had hearts of the ocean, whom were very much loved and looked up to by Arendelle and its citizens. However, our sadness cannot be compared to our crown prince, Prince Elias of Arendelle."

He turned to the blonde who was standing still with hands clasped together so tightly, "Your Highness, if you may." The bearded man then stepped back to join the people in front of said prince.

"Thank you, Councilman Alfrig." The young royal stepped forward with his eyes raised to address each and every one in the crowd, silently thanking them for being here. "I know every one of you share the same grief toward this tragic incident. As Prince of Arendelle, I sincerely apologize for not being able to protect the late King and Queen."

He stopped to clear the lump in his throat, made sure his voice wouldn't waver, then raised his voice an octave higher, "I promise you this, I will not rest until I find the people responsible for my father and mother's deaths and protect the kingdom that they loved so dearly."

His eyes showed clear determination and rage behind the drenched blonde hair that was sticking to his forehead. His lips were still pressed in a thin line; his throat kept bobbing as if the owner was trying to swallow his tears before they fell in front of the people who put their trust in him.

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"Harald, are you sure this is what you would like for our child?" Queen Emma asked her husband worriedly. She then looked at an 11 years old blonde child who was sleeping soundly.

"We don't have much of a choice, dear. We have to protect Elias's true condition from the kingdom." King Harald smiled sadly down at the slumbering form and reached to grip his wife on the shoulder. "The people cannot know that Elias is a hermaphrodite."

"I support whatever you decide, darling. But I have one condition."

"State it my love. I will listen to what it is that you have to say."

"Outside the castle, our child is known as Elias. But inside, she is our Elsa." The queen whispered while leaning down to kiss on the child's forehead.

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A week after the funeral

In an enormous royal chamber, sun lights were seen shining through silk curtains, hitting a certain blonde's eyes who was deep in her sleep, still curled up on her extra king bed. The occupier groaned and thew the blanket over her head, trying vainly to go back to sleep.

As if on cue, knocks on the chamber's door echoed throughout the room.

"Good morning, Your Highness. Breakfast is ready." Gerda, the castle's head-housekeeper, was trying to rouse the drowsy princess.

When no response was heard, she pushed the door open and shook her head at the lump on the massive king bed. "Princess Elsa, please wake up. You're going to be late for the meeting." She walked over to the royal and gently pried the sheet off of her face.

The blonde groaned again and was now grasping blindly behind her for the removed blanket to block her eyes from the blinding lights.

A mischievous glint flashed in Gerda's eyes. She reached for the piece of cloth that was in her apron's pocket and dropped it on the princess's hand.

Thinking she'd found what she was looking for, the royal threw the fabric on her face while Gerda tried to hold her laughter.

Elsa suddenly opened her eyes, she went to grab the small towel on her face so hard Gerda thought she was going to tear her face off. "Gerda, what did you use this cloth for? It smells….terrible!" The princess held the said piece of fabric between her thumb and index fingers, making a face of full disgust.

The head-housekeeper couldn't stop the laughter that was escaping her mouth.

"Oh nothing that bad Your Highness. Just a couple of chess pieces that you left drowned in whiskey in the library." She teases.

"My whiskeys are all of the highest brands. There's no way it has this horrible smell. Ugh." She handed the towel back to the housekeeper and made her way to the bathroom to get cleaned up, all the while ignoring Gerda's giggles.

"I swear only you have the gall to rouse me from my slumber with a piece of dirty cloth, Gerda. If it were anyone else, I'd have them dismissed from the job right on the spot." She said chuckling lightly.

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Inside the bathroom, the blonde stood naked in front of the mirror. She examined her unique body that carried both male and female organs.

Sighing softly, she turned to the sink to properly clean up.

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After washing, Elsa appeared back into the bedroom so Gerda could help her get dressed.

Gerda helped the blonde putting on a white dress shirt before pulling a military-styled jacket over her shoulders.

"Your coronation is in three days. Have you finished sending the invites to the nobles and princesses in other kingdoms?"

Just hearing about the ceremony was already giving the young royal a headache. " Yes, Gerda. I've done that already, thankfully Kai was there to assist me."

Giving an annoyed look to her helper she folds her arms across her chest, "And do explain to me again as to why we needed to send out over TWO THOUSAND invitations!"

The housekeeper, who was now doing the royal's hair, glared at her through the mirror. " It won't be just the coronation Elsa. You're aware that it will also act as a ball for you to choose your Princess-Consort, right?"

Tossing the braided hair over the girl's shoulder, she smiled while patting her on the shoulders. "There, all tidied and dressed up for the meeting."

Turning fully to face the older woman, Elsa still had an unsatisfied look on her face. "I don't know what the councils are rushing for. I'm only 21, and my parents' funeral was but a week ago."

Sighing, she rubbed her forehead while putting another hand on her hip.

Gerda's face faltered at the mention of the late king and queen. Like Elsa, she still had a big whole in her heart and isn't used to their absences yet. Some mornings, she'd even walk to their chamber in order to wake them, only to realize the room was void of the two occupiers.

"I'm sure they must have a good reason for that. You'll just have to find out at the meeting later." The older woman tried to smile, hoping it would comfort the princess even for a little bit.

"Now that we're done here, let's get you some breakfast."

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Elsa slumped against her chair inside her study room, releasing a rather loud sigh. She had had a bad day, no a bad day was an understatement; it was one of those days that made her want to do nothing but consume chocolate all day long.

She had a fight with the councilmen at the meeting earlier because they were practically forcing her to choose a wife.

Fortunately, she managed to convince them that she didn't have to choose a partner right at the coronation ball. Another formal ball would be held if she could not decide on anyone at the upcoming one.

Knocks on the door distracted the princess from her thoughts.

Sitting up to straighten herself she calls out, "Come in, Kai."

Doors were opened, revealing a servant walking in with a tray of hot tea and biscuits. "I have your afternoon tea, Your Highness." She muttered a thank you.

He placed it on the table in front of her, noticing the stressful look on Elsa's face.

"Mind if I ask what is on your mind, Your Highness?"

"It's just the meeting from this morning got me all mentally exhausted." She uttered, sipping on her tea and releasing a satisfied sigh silently thanking whoever invented the glorious beverage.

Kai smiled lightly at the blonde's expression. "Thinking about it will only add more pressure to yourself, Princess. I assure you that when the coronation comes, it will be better than you expect."

Elsa turned her eyes to the servant and smiled with gratitude at his attempted-comfort.

Kai and Gerda had always been there for her since she learned how to walk. She was more than thankful she still had them after everything that had happened.

A thought suddenly struck the young royal, making her put down her tea and turned to talk to the man more seriously, "By the way Kai, how is your lead on the investigation regarding my parents' assassination?"

Sadness flashed in the servant's eyes and his lips were pressed into a thin line. "We did find something, Your Highness. One of the soldiers escorting the late king and queen; may their souls rest in peace; fell off a short cliff and miraculously survived."

Elsa's eyes widened.

"He said before falling off, he was grabbing at his attacker's jacket and it fell off the assailant's shoulders. A house sigil was revealed attached on his inner shirt."

The blonde shot her eyebrows up in her hair. "And what house sigil was it? Did the soldier remember?"

Kai drew his eyebrows together and dropped his voice to a whisper. "It was of the Southern Isles."

The room was suddenly spinning. Elsa couldn't breathe. She thought she was going to run out of air.

She felt hands on her shoulders and looked up to see the butler's very concerned face.

"Your Highness, you look pale! Are you alright?" Kai asked urgently.

"Yes, I'm fine." The royal tried to control her breathing and calmed her rapidly beating heart.

She couldn't believe her ears. She hoped she wasn't hearing right. The Southern Isles, home to Prince Hans, her dearest friend since as long as she could remember.

"But why? Hans and I have been friends since we were children! We were always sparring together; I was closer to him than any of his brothers. How could he allow this?"

Knowing how the monarch must be hurting badly, Kai almost felt guilty for delivering the news. "I'm not so sure myself, Your Highness. It is possible that the plan was carried out without Prince Hans' acknowledgement."

Slightly recovering from the shock, Elsa eased the butler by patting his hand on her shoulder lightly.

"Kai, I know my coronation is only three days away and you must be quite occupied with the preparations. However, I must ask you to look for the best investigator ever known to man. I don't care if he's from another kingdom or how much service charge he requires, I will need him to find out the truth. I need explanations, and people to execute." There was a dangerous look on the blonde's face.

Kai thought of giving his advice but decided against it upon seeing the utmost serious look on his soon-to-be queen's face.

He simply nodded and bowed, "Of course, Your Highness. I will do my best to look for the best one ever lived."

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"Hans! Where is he?" A large built man whose face was half covered by his thick beard bellowed throughout the entire castle, looking for his 13th, youngest son.

"You! Go find that imbecile and bring him to me immediately!"

A timid servant, shaking violently but stepped forward with his head bowed low, "Y-yes, Your Majesty. R-right away, Sir." The poor man took off instantly, almost tripping on the carpet in the process.

The furious royal was King Magnus of the Southern Isles. The man used to be compassionate and gentle towards his people and employees. That was when his wife, Queen Ingrid, was still alive. Everything changed when the queen passed; he was so deep in grief that he turned into a vicious and awfully strict man.

Southern Isles used to be ally and was very close to Arendelle, Elsa's parents also confided the real condition of their daughter to the royals of Southern Isles. However, King Magnus cut all relations and ties with Arendelle when he converted into a different man.

A growl was heard from the king's right side. "Father, do you really think my stupid brother can do it? Why can't I go instead of HIM?"

The speaker was a fairly good-looking young man with dangerous eyes and sharp jaws.

The older man glared at his son. "I've already explained this to you and the rest of your siblings, Henrik. Hans and Elsa were very close, closer than any of you to the young princess. He's the only one who can accomplish this mission."

Henrik snarled silently but didn't dare to go against his father.

At that moment, a redheaded man bustled through the double doors wearing nothing but a messy tied robe.

"Good afternoon, Father. You were looking for m-me?" He hurriedly moved to greet his father, trying to smile hoping his messy appearance went unnoticed.

King Magnus rose to his feet once he took in his youngest son's untidy form. He stepped down from his throne and walked toward Hans.

His bulky hand suddenly shot up and a slapping sound was heard ringing inside the enormous room.

"You dared brought a whore into my castle, boy?!" The king roared.

Hans dropped to his knees, clutching at his bleeding lips. "I-I'm so sorry, Father. I got some alcohol in last night and it slipped my mind."

Trying weakly to look at his Father, pleading. "I promise, Sir. It will not happen again, ever."

The angry man walked back to his throne. "It'd better not happen again. Or next time your punishment will be severe. Now stand up! My son isn't weak!"

Hans shot up to his feet immediately, wiping the trail of blood with his hand. "What did you need me for, Father?"

"I have a mission for you. Remember Elsa?" Hans merely nodded. "She will be crowned as Queen in three days but the coronation will also act as a ball for her to choose a spouse."

The younger man's face morphed into confusion, unsure of what his father wanted him to do.

"You will join the ball, you will mend your friendship with her with the purpose of being chosen to be her partner."

At this point Hans choked on his saliva, "You want me to MARRY Elsa? But I thought she's known as male to the outside world! How do you expect me to accomplish this?!"

The king's expression didn't change, as if he had expected this reaction from his son.

"I'm aware of what Elsa is to the outside world. And I don't care how you do it, this is your mission. If you can get Elsa to marry you, you will get to rule Arendelle and our financial problem will easily be settled as well."

Hans knew better than to argue with the monster he called his father. He sighed, "Yes, Father. I'll get it done."

End of Chapter 01

Sooo? How was it? I'm very well aware that the first chapter was very boring as I tried to include every details needed to be known in there. *sighs* I promise next chapter will be better :D thanks a lot for reading and don't forget to review, constructive criticisms are GREATLY appreciated! Loves

- Jess