Elsa groaned awake, her silvery blonde hair loose in unruly tangles. She glanced around her room, watching ice travel gingerly up the walls in frosty white coloring. She sighed shakily, her fear clouding her emotions. She closed her eyes and ran a hand through her platinum net of tangled hair to try and calm herself down when the royal advisor knocked on her door.
"Princess, you must get ready." The royal advisor called, tapping the door with his knuckles.
Elsa groaned again, sitting up slowly. "I'll be prepared before the time comes. Thank you." She called in a slow, sleepy reply, though the last thing the young Princess wanted to do was get up. Today was coronation day.
Jack grinned as he soared over a snowy mountain north of a small town called Arendelle, the biting wintry breeze he brought with him seemingly leaving the creatures of the mountain unbothered, even in summertime. He watched as icemen used pickaxes and other tools to form thick chunks of ice into blocks, cubes, with some of the older icemen singing some song about a frozen heart.
Jack whistled alongside the icemen swirling some snow around them as he landed in a tree, leaning against his crooked staff, his white hair blowing in his own breeze. He stood there until dark before turning to fly off.
Jack, a voice called to the boy in the tree. The Man in the Moon. You must go to Arendelle.
"Why?" Jack blurted aloud, knowing the icemen couldn't see or hear him unless they believed in him.
There is one there. The Man in the Moon replied. One tempted by Fear. One of the Boogeyman's favorite toys. She is like you, Jack, but she has no control, and fears what she can do.
"Who is she?" Jack asked, raising a white eyebrow.
Go to the coronation of the new Queen. You will know there. The Man in the Moon stated once more, but there was nothing else.
"Well," Jack muttered begrudgingly. "That was completely unclear."
Elsa had drawn a bath, brushed her silvery blonde hair out, and pulled her dress on. The dress was form fitting until it reached her hips before flowing out more comfortably toward the bottom. The dress was teal with darker designs and magenta accents over the torso and larger ones down at the tail of the dress, and black long sleeves beneath the bodice of the teal dress.
Elsa tied her hair up, twisting part of it leading back into a braided bun of her thick platinum hair. She sighed, looking at a portrait of her mother. She was so beautiful; pale skin with icy blue eyes the same color of Elsa's herself, and dark brunette hair tied up into the same manner Elsa's now was.
"I miss you, Mother." Elsa breathed toward the picture, blinking tears out of her eyes.
She sighed, pulling off her gloves with her fingers trembling violently as she tested her control over her powers. She picked up a long candle holder and a small round container, but her nervousness kept her from controlling her powers. She put the objects back down again before pulling her gloves back on.
"Conceal, don't feel. Don't let them know." Elsa preached to herself quietly, pacing for what seemed for hours.
Jack sighed exasperatedly, hopping off his tree branch and floating into town on a cool breeze. He heard a young woman, no older than eighteen, with a green dress and braids in her strawberry blonde hair leading into a bun. He couldn't help but notice the white streaking lacing through her braid, wondering if she was a clue to the girl he was looking for.
He kept flying, landing on the outside edge of one of the windows. He glanced inside, catching a glimpse of the person inside.
Jack's breathing nearly stopped. He saw a young woman, probably around twenty-one, with silvery blonde hair and ice blue eyes. Her thin but curved figure was clothed in a teal dress with darker and magenta markings around her torso and around the bottom of her dress. Her platinum hair was pulled gracefully into a braided bun and was only slightly lighter than her pale skin. Jack had to tear his gaze away from her, but as he did, he saw all of the ice on the walls of her bedroom as the woman paced.
Jack's pale blue eyes went wide. He had found her. This was the woman he had to protect from Pitch Black.