YAY! First fanfic for Frozen. I absolutely love the movie. It's just so compelling and most of all, I love Elsa. I mean, who wouldn't. Her character is too interesting and full of depth. I love it. And so I decided to write a fanfic. To be honest, I've practically rewritten the whole movie in my head just to fit in parts that I thought would make the movie a little fuller than its half-baked feeling. :/ Elsa, whom I love so much, could have been more consistent with her emotions and yeah, no explanation came from her ice powers which I would have really really wanted to know. And never would I have thought trolls and Hans being a bitch was going to happen. D: The latter, I hate the most. (Come on Disney! You gave him and Anna a cute High school musical song number. What gives?) Anyhow, I made lots of assumptions about the movie before I went to watch it and this fanfic stems from one of them. :p You'll know it.

The snow queen loved solitude.

It wasn't that she preferred to be away from everyone else-especially not her sister Anna, but being alone made her less conscious of the world around her. The queen was never fond of being in a crowd. Even after her secret was publicized, there was a burning feeling that grew whenever she noticed the stares of everyone around her. Elsa knew from the eyes of Arendelle's people that they looked upon her with reverence, though she wouldn't admit it because she didn't want to assume. But there was just something about the world watching her that made her so uneasy. Maybe it was the years of isolation getting to her. Elsa knew she would have to get used to being in the outside world but despite that, she needed some time alone too.

So, she made it a point to travel to the snowy mountains once in a while. It was a long trip, but Elsa preferred travelling on foot. Luckily her ability to control the winter made the journey lighter and faster. She did not sink into the snow and walked on it as if floating. And like every journey she made northwards, she travelled light-nothing but a winter dress and coat, a small sling bag with some food and water. As usual, her hair was loosely braided and rested on her left shoulder.

The trip took two hours as she stopped to rest a few times, but nevertheless, she made it. A small relieved smile formed on her lips as she reached the foot of the mountain. Elsa pulled down the hood of her coat and breathed in the winter as if it were spring, closing her eyes as she did so. The queen did not go any further as she knew it would be too far and she knew well that a house of stone and logs would be waiting for her just nearby.

It was her family's old cabin that she would reside in during her stays.

The house brought back plenty of wonderful memories. Though it also brought in pain, Elsa couldn't help but smile when she remembered the days back before the royal family shut themselves out from the world. It's been years since she and Anna went here together. The front yard, with its old worn out wooden fences, made her think of the times she and sister would play and run around- throwing snowballs and making snowmen. She went in through the front gate, touching the cold stone surface of its low posts as she did so.

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The snow queen had thought she was alone and was quite happy to have been but that was until she walked up the wooden steps and to the front door. It was left open by just a crack. Her bright blue eyes grew wide as she silently gasped in realization. Someone was here. Or could still be here. Elsa took a step back, apprehensive as her mind began to come up with possible scenarios- some involving thieves and homeless travelers who might be just as dangerous.

After a few seconds, Elsa regained her composure, realizing how silly she was thinking. Why was she afraid? She was the snow queen after all. In fact, people were more careful around her than anyone else-one of the things that made her feel alienated. The queen took a step closer and pushed the door open. There was a dark orange glow coming from the inside. Elsa frowned. If it was someone harmless, she wouldn't want to throw him or her out but she still wanted to have time for herself. She stepped into the dark room, seeing the fireplace lit up and its flames flickering. Elsa looked around the large living room to see who it was that decided to make her family's cabin their place but no one was there. It seemed just the same as it always has been. The furniture were still the same-old and dusty. The ancient paintings framed on the walls still existed. The stranger must have just gotten here then.

Elsa went closer to the fire place and looked down at the dancing flames. She frowned once more, thinking of how this trip could be ruined.

All of a sudden, she heard the floor creak from behind her. And not a second longer, she turned around to see who it was; fists clenched and prepared to face any intruder.

Never would she have thought she'd be prepared to see the youngest prince of the Southern Isles, standing before her with a surprised look on his face.

And there you have it. Sorry it's short. Its just that I needed to write this one :D