Disclaimer: Frozen and all it's property belong to Disney.

So, hello. I just finished my story "Not Another Frozen Clichè" and felt very empty inside... Then I remember I had started this story a few days ago and felt compelled to polish it a little. This will be another multi-chapter fic, and it will be updated daily. Throw your feelings out the window now.

"I'm so sorry my lady." The balding man beside her sighed with grief.

"Has anyone told Elsa yet?" A broken voice spoke. Each word delicate and precious.

"Yes, my lady."

"What happens now then?"

"Well, since Elsa is eighteen she is eligible for the throne now, but only as princess. When she comes of age then she will be crowned queen."

"And what happens to me? What if Elsa can't do this. I'm sure she can. She's perfect after all right." She didn't really ask.

"You remain a princess still."

She felt satisfied for the time being with his answers. He wasn't that well read on the subject as an adviser was. She stayed silent, her eyes boring into her parent's faces. Their pale, blank, cold faces.

"Is there anything I can do for you my lady?" The servant finally, quietly piped up.

"Yes, yes there is." Anna felt her throat tighten, and her eyes began to itch. Her hands clenched tight into fists. She didn't dare close her eyes though. "Tell me they're just asleep. Please, tell me they're just asleep." Her whole body quivered and quaked and she fell down to her knees, her head still up, her eyes never closing, never leaving them.

Again the servant sighed and finally found the strength inside to lift his eyes and set them upon the dead king and queen; his dead king and queen.

"They will awake in your sweetest dreams. You will see them again Anna."

"Thank you. You can leave me. I need nothing right now."

"Yes, my lady." He was very careful to not say the title majesty, lest he would begin to cry as well. His majesties were dead.

*Knock knock*

"Princess Elsa? Are you decent?" A tall, wiry woman asked through Elsa's door. Her voice low and deep, it had a heavy weight to it.

"Yes Gerda. I'm coming, don't come in." Elsa said with a quick voice.

"I have news of-" Her voice broke for a moment as the lump in her throat grew larger by the second. "Of your parents, my lady."

The door opened, but only enough so that Elsa could poke her head out; a lovely smile on her face. She was too busy worrying about the ice she accidentally shot off in her room to hear the grave tone the servant's voice carried.

"Are they back?" She asked excitedly. Then a tear rolled down Gerda's cheek, and Elsa's smile vanished. "Well... Where are they?"

"They are here- M... M-" Her voice quit. She couldn't face the princess, she looked just like her mother, save for the hair color. Her body shuddered as she turned around, a hand to her mouth to keep her sobs inside for a little while longer. She had to be composed. She was cracked. She couldn't do this.

"Gerda..." Elsa's voice turned hard, serious. "Where are my parents." She opened her door wider so she could step through. "Answer me. Now." She demanded. The temperature dropping swiftly.

"T-the West cor-corridor." Gerda wiped at her face with her handkerchief and stood up from her hunched over position. She rubbed her arms to warm them. It was very cold in the hallway all of a sudden.

"Where is Anna." Elsa asked, her voice a little more soft, but still very hard.

Gerda turned around, but couldn't look Elsa in the eye. "She's with their remains. I only took so long to get here because I was thinking of how to tell you that Arendelle now looks to you as ruler. You are old enough to rule, with supervision. I am so sorry my dear."

Elsa was frozen. She felt helpless, hopeless, and yet she felt nothing at all; she was entirely numb from head to foot.

"Princess?" Gerda asked, her eyes lifting to see Elsa's face. Her skin white as a sheet, her lips ajar in a inaudible gasp. Gerda raised a hand to place on Elsa's shoulder in an act to comfort her, but Elsa slinked away from her hand, and backed into her room again.

"Thank you Gerda. You may leave now." And with that Elsa shut her door. Gerda wanted to argue something, offer to take her to her parents, do something that will make everything alright, but in the end all she did was solemnly walk away.

Elsa walked over to her window. She didn't look out but rather spun on her heel and sunk down on the cushioned sill below it. Her bones felt like liquid, her tears froze on her face, her brain spun inside its cage.

"My lady? Why don't you go to bed now. You can come back in the morning." A thick woman asked cautiously.

"As long as I can come back first thing." Anna replied, no expression in her voice.

"Of course dear. Now, come along." She stepped behind Anna and placed her hands around Anna's arms as Anna rose up. The servant kept an arm around the young girl as she led them out of the room.

"I want to see Elsa."

"She's most likely asleep my-"

"Helga, I want to see her."

"Shall I leave you then?" She asked, her feelings not hurt. After all, she'd been around to raise three princesses. She was used to being ordered around by foolish girls who couldn't control their emotions like she could.

"Yes. Please. Thank you Helga."

"Good night then princess." And so Helga removed her arm, curtsied, and walked away.

"Good night." Anna walked on. It took a while to finally reach Elsa's door. It wasn't that far from her own room, but it was an eternity away from the West Corridor. But, when she finally reached it she just kept walking. She headed straight then turned right and kept going on a little ways until she was at her room. The door was already open, she didn't close it when she was told the news.

'I'm not sleeping here tonight. I'm getting a blanket and I'm sleeping with Elsa tonight. I can't be alone. She can't be alone. We can't be alone.'

She walked over to her rocking chair in her room and grabbed the throw blanket from the back of it and yanked it off slowly, like it would hurt it. Then she wrapped it around her shoulders like a cloak and sadly started to walk back to Elsa's room.

When she got there she just stood there. 'She won't answer if I knock. Don't knock. Say something. Say what? Say anything... Say anything.' Silence consumed her.

The door creaked open softly. Anna didn't stir, she kept her eyes glued in front of her, never widening, never shrinking, never glistening with curiosity.

Elsa gasped at the sight of her sister. She didn't know what to do, but she knew she couldn't shut the door. Her heart thumped hard at her rib cage.

"I was going to go see mother and father..." She started, not really thinking, but just letting herself speak to break the wall between them. She got no response from Anna. "I figured everyone was asleep by now." Elsa clasped her gloved hands together in front of her and cast her eyes down.

"I don't think I'm going to sleep tonight." Anna finally said.

"Were you going to stay by them? I see you have a blanket." Elsa awkwardly observed in hope to keep conversation.

"I was going to sleep here. With you."

Elsa's tongue wrestled for a simple word that was being strangled in her throat. "Oh." That was it, that was all she could say.

"I can just stay out here. I was planning to anyways. You can go visit them if you want. I'll be right here."

"Okay..."

Anna stepped aside to get out of Elsa's way, and after a pause Elsa decided to go ahead and step out and closed her door. "You shouldn't sleep out here Anna. Come, I'll walk you to your room."

"You still remember where it is." Anna asked coolly not moving to follow, and a chill crept up Elsa's spine from Anna's words.

"Yes. Come along now." She managed to push out of her lungs. She gestured towards down the hall for them to walk, but Anna stayed put, her face deepening in color in the dim light of the moon.

"No!" Anna's face became lively and her tongue became sharp. "I'm not going to sleep there. I'm going to sleep with you whether you like it or not. Our parents are dead Elsa. Don't make me be alone."

"Anna don't be difficult."

"And you don't be mean! Why? Why can't I sleep with you tonight?!"

Elsa's fingertips began to freeze and the material around them stiffened; fear striking every chord in her nervous system.

"Anna, you are fifteen. The time for sleepovers is over."

"But I'm your little sister!"

"Anna, you're going to wake everyone up. Lower your voice." She brittly demanded as she heard people stirring behind the walls nearby.

"NO! Give me a reason! Give me a good reason first!" Anna continued to screech.

"Anna enough!" Elsa grabbed Anna's wrists and brought them together to close her off and Anna struggled to get out of her grasp, her blanket falling off, and her skin erupting in goosebumps from the cold.

Anna became tired of fighting Elsa's freezing, gloved, rock hard hands and surrendered. Elsa didn't let go. Anna went slack from sheer exhaustion. She was mentally and emotionally drained from her parent's lackluster arrival. She never realised just how tired she was and fell to her knees, Elsa falling with her, still holding on to her wrists, relishing in the sensation of touch, even if it was forceful and overbearing and being muffled by her gloves.

"Anna?" She spoke quietly and carefully, as if her words would crack her sister's bones.

"Don't make me be alone Elsa. Ten years is a long time for a little girl. The world's too big right now. It's so big and I'm so little."

"I'm sorry Anna. I'm so sorry... I'm doing my best." Her grip loosened and Anna's hands fell away as she fell forward into Elsa's lap. Shock and uncertainty painted Elsa's face bright in the dim hallway. Anna just layed there, and after a little while she succumbed to the night and fell asleep on her sister's lap in the middle of the hallway.

Elsa didn't know what to do. She stared down at the precious red head, her legs beginning to fall asleep from sitting on top of them, but she didn't dare move in fear of disturbing her little sister. After a while she bent forward as much as she could and reached for the fallen blanket and dragged it over and covered Anna's body as best and lightly as she could. Then she finally couldn't stand the pain in her legs anymore and began to reposition herself and Anna stirred slightly. She lifted away from Elsa's lap, and Elsa crawled over to the wall next to her door and Anna followed close, so Elsa couldn't get away. Elsa sat cross legged in her dress, disregarding any rules of handling herself lady like and Anna brought it upon herself to wriggle into Elsa's lap and rest her head against Elsa's neck making Elsa freeze as Anna's warmth penetrated through her cold skin, burning it slightly.

Anna sighed out, but never said another word and soon fell asleep again. Elsa re-blanketed Anna, not wanting to take any of it for herself and then thought of combing through Anna's hair with her gloved fingers but she wanted desperately to take it off and discover if Anna's hair was really as soft as it felt against her chin. But fear spread from her fingertips and shot up through her whole arm, and she abandoned the thought.

She kept her eyes locked on the opposite wall in front of her. She didn't know when she fell asleep.