Author's note: Big thanks to ConfusedColumbia26220 for being beta on this one.

Author's note2: Nora is named after my late great grandmother, and she is of my own creation so please do not steal her.

For the first time in forever

Chapter 1.

"Mom, is he coming today?" young Nora wondered, as she waited for her mother to finish braiding her dark brown hair.

"Who?" Elsa wondered as she tied up the end of the long braid.

"My father, I do have one right?" her voice was showing great hope. For years the young girl had grown up without a father. Fifteen of them to be exact, each time she asked, she had gotten a refusal. Elsa refused to talk of him, whoever he was. Each time she asked her auntie Anna, she dismissed it as well. Nora would never get why; clearly if she had been born she had to have had a father. To her knowledge no child was born without one, and her mother did not have dark hair like she did.

"You are so stupid, of course you have a dad or you wouldn't have been born," her cousin Freya said. The girls was the same age; Freya had the same hair color as her father Kristoff.

"Freya, manners," her mother said in a sharp tone, while Nora shot her a glare cold as ice.

"Yes, or at least the answer on the invitation said so," said Elsa with a heavy sigh.

"Cool, then I can finally met him," said Nora excitedly, while Anna and Elsa exchanged a glance over her head.

"Yes you will," said Elsa conjuring a crown as the last piece of the puzzle, putting it on her head, adding a, "There, all done, you look perfect, sweetheart."

"Great, thanks mom." She got up from the chair to give her a hug. A big smile on her face as she said, "Is it okay that I go to the library to read some before the guests get here?"

"Alright, but don't get the dress dirty or ruined," said Elsa with a warning tone. She nodded and left.

Anna put flowers in her daughters hair and said, "Same goes for you, Freya."

"Alright, alright," said she and left them.

"It is Regina, right?" Anna turned to Elsa, looking at her with wondering eyes.

"Regina what?" she wondered.

"That is her 'father'?" Anna said, rolling her blue eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it," Elsa evaded with a heavy sigh before leaving the room. Anna just shook her head at her older sister.

Nora and Jonas was standing in the stairwell, seeing how Elsa and Anna was welcoming people to the ballroom before Nora was announced to make an entrance. Her heart was beating ever so fast, she was sure she would spot him...her dad, as soon as he walked in the castle. So far there had been no candidates.

"So who do you think it is," said Jonas, looking over the banister. "I mean all the dark haired men are, like, married." He was a kitchen boy and Elsa didn't really like them playing together.

"Would that matter ?" Nora asked. "They had a thing like before I was born, he most likely would be married again," she reasoned. She then heard a voice near the entrance to the ballroom say,

"You okay, Regina?"

"Fine fine, I just never thought I would be back here," the brunette answered, standing all regally in a black dress with white snowflakes.

Nora looked at her; the dress was unlike anything she had ever seen. It seemed like the snowflakes was alive, it was like magic. It was even snowflakes in her hair still from the snowfall outside.

"Turn, please turn," she whispered, her hands folded under her chin, her blue eyes were sparkling like stars.

"What are you doing?!" Jonas asked, frowning at her.

Just then as if she had heard, Regina turned to look against the banister, Nora ducked, so did Jonas, she pushed him in the side, making him squeal out in surprise. She glared at him snapping, "Shut the fuck up!"

"Hey you are not allowed to talk like that, you are the future queen," he lectured as he got up.

Too late Regina, Emma and Henry had gone inside. She showed him snarling, "Damn it now I missed her, you stupid, stupid boy!"

"Jeez calm down, you will see her when you make your grand entrance," he snapped back.

"Just how; there is a million people in there and there is not like mom is gonna tell me who she is!" she said with a huff, a fireball starting to form in her hand.

"Why do you care, there are tons of women in there," he wanted to know, stepping back a bit due to the fire.

"Because...because, never mind," without even much thought she threw the fireball at him and made him scream out in pain. She screamed out in horror too stunned to put it out even if she could.

Elsa and Anna heard the screams and came rushing. Emma and Regina did as well, mostly out of curiosity.

Elsa rushed up the stairs putting out the fire, getting the servants to take him away and call upon a doctor. She looked at her daughter, grabbing her arm hard, demanding, "Nora, what the hell did you do?!"

Regina looked from one to the other putting the pieces together, so did Emma as she whispered, "That girl, the princess...she's…."

"Mom, please I didn't mean to, I was just upset," Nora whispered, looking down at her shoes instead of meeting her mother's blue eyes.

"What did I tell you about controlling your powers?" she hissed, not caring that she had viewers.

"I know but sometimes it is too hard, I was upset and...Let me go I will do whatever you say for the rest of the night please," she whispered. Her eyes shining with desperation.

"I want you to go to your room and think about what you just did, I will get you when I want you downstairs," she ordered, annoyed.

"I hate you!" the young girl hissed and ran off.

Regina's dark eyes met with Elsa's icy blue as she came back down the stairs and shook her head.

"What?!" the snow queen snapped.

"You should have told me she was the reason why I was invited." Regina told her. "That I was her mother or rather father," she said walking down the stairs, passing Emma, ending up in the ballroom.

Emma let her best friend have breathing room and talked briefly with some of the guests. Having been in Fairytale land for about seventeen years now, she had learned how to do small talk, at least. She then stood watching young Henry as he was dancing with a princess.

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