"Anna, look out!" cried the queen. Her control over her ice magic had slipped, and now a wintery blast was on a collision course for her sister's head.

"Whoah, there!" exclaimed Anna, sidestepping just in time. The spell hit one of the windows, turning it into an icy mirror or sorts.

"I'm sorry, Anna!" cried Elsa, her apologetic tone echoing throughout the main hallway of the castle.

"I thought you had control over your magic?" inquired Anna.

"I thought so, too," replied Elsa as she quickly turned her back to her sister, causing her ice dress to move in such a way that it seemed to operate under it's own separate laws of physics. "But lately I've been slipping again, and for no apparent reason. I wish someone else had this kind of power, someone that could teach me how to use it."

"Yeah, that would be nice..." Anna's voice trailed off as her mind began to do the same.

"Anna?" Elsa wondered. "What are you thinking?"

"Well, it's just a hunch," began the redheaded princess. "but maybe there are other people with this kind of power, and we just haven't looked for them. Maybe we should send fliers out inviting other... well, magic people, to come to the castle. You can't really be the only one born with magic, can you?"

"I would hope not." replied Elsa. "That would be pretty lonely."

"Hey, girls, what're we talkin' about?" Kristoff's voice rang from behind them.

"Oh, Kristoff, sweetie! Just the person I need to talk to!" exclaimed Anna.

"About what?" Kristoff asked cautiously.

"Well, Elsa is starting to lose control of her powers again, and we need someone to spread the word that she's looking for another magic person to train her."

"Wait, hold on." Elsa quickly interjected. "We still need to discuss this. Maybe this whole thing is just something that happens occasionally and it'll go away on it's own. I think I'd rather wait a little bit and see what happens before inviting whoever claims they can teach me into the castle."

"Oh, come on, Elsa, you're worrying too much!" declared Anna. "It will be fine. We'll just have to specify that the person has to have been born with their powers and have absolute control over them. That way, no one with less control than you will come in and waste our time!"

"That's not what I'm talking about. Remember, the Southern Isles still aren't exactly looking to make friends after what happened with Hans. If word of this reached there, they could easily send a spy amongst all of the other people who undoubtedly would lie about having powers just to get inside the castle and be able to brag to their friends about it."

"You won't have to worry about that." said Kristoff. "I know some folks that know how get the word around so that it doesn't travel to unwanted places."

"Come on, Elsa! And who knows, maybe you'll meet a ma-an!" Anna proclaimed in a sing-song voice.

Elsa thought about it for a moment. "You're never going to stop bugging me about it until I cave, so, fine. Spread the word that the queen of Arendell is looking for someone to teach her to control her magic."

"YAY!" exclaimed Anna. "This is going to be great! And I just know that it's going to be a nice, handsome man who will teach you, and you'll spend a whole bunch of time together as teacher and student, and then as friends, and then-"

"Anna." Elsa interjected in a stoic tone. "I'm looking for a teacher, not a boyfriend."

"I know, but things work out funny sometimes. Love comes in..." Anna glanced over at Kristoff. "Unexpected ways."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" scoffed Kristoff.

"It means I love you and we need to get to work finding Elsa's boyfr - I mean, teacher." Anna laughed sheepishly as she and Kristoff exited the ballroom.

Elsa stood there for a moment in silence, then finally wondered aloud, "What have I gotten myself into?"

Word did get out that the queen of Arendelle was looking for someone with magic powers to teach her how to control hers. Just as Elsa predicted, there was an almost constant influx of people pretending to have magic powers just to get a peek inside the castle. Unfortunately for them, Elsa always made it a point to go to them and meet outside the castle gates, rather than inviting them in. After about a month, the number of people died down significantly, and by the end of two months the average number of people knocking on the doors was around one every two or three days. Eventually, Elsa all but gave up her search.

Elsa lay across her bed in her pajamas while Anna paced back and forth in hers, trying to think of a way to attract another 'magic person', as she put it, to the castle.

"Maybe we need to send people out into other parts of the country, or into other countries to look for one."

"Anna, enough is enough. I'm obviously the only person with magic around. No one else has magic, not even the thousands of people who came knocking on the gates."

"But there's just gotta be someone! It's not fair that you should be the only one with magic. There's gotta be-"

Her sentence was interrupted by a knock on the bedroom door.

"Come in." Elsa called.

"It's Kristoff." he said, opening the door. "There's someone else knocking on the gate. We've never seen him before."

"Let me get dressed and I'll meet with him." Elsa replied in an exasperated tone.

Several minutes later, Elsa was walking across the courtyard in her typical ice dress. She gave the guards the order and the gates were opened, bringing her face-to-face with the new person she fully believed was another pretender just wanting to see the castle.

The man before her was slightly taller than Kristoff. He wore a simple brown robe which was cut off halfway down the calves, revealing a pair of black boots. He had a handsome, if somewhat aged face. His brown hair was messy and unkempt. Strapped on his shoulders was a large knapsack, indicating he had been traveling on foot for some time.

"I am queen Elsa of Arendelle," she began. "May I ask who you are?"

"Good evening, your highness," he began. "I am a sorcerer by the name of Evantus. I heard some time ago that you were looking for a teacher so that you may learn to control your magic, and I believe I can help."

"A sorcerer, you say? Well, forgive my skepticism, but I've heard that claim many times over the past few months. Do you have any proof? Show me your ice magic."

"Well, there's just one problem with that. I can't use ice magic."

"Just as I thought. I'm sorry, but I've no interest in entertaining those who make false claims."

"Oh, no, you misunderstand. I have magic, it's just not ice magic."

"Oh? Then what kind of magic do you have?"

"Stand back a bit, and I'll show you."

Elsa did as he requested and took several steps back.

"Okay, now try not to be too surprised." Evantus raised his hand straight up into the air, and a split second later, an enormous pillar of fire sprang forth, brilliantly lighting up the late evening sky. He maintained the fire pillar for about ten seconds before dissipating it and lowering his arm.

Elsa stood there, completely speechless, mouth agape.

"Now, if you don't mind," Evantus said playfully. "I'd greatly appreciate some warm food and bedrest before I start teaching you."