Arendelle was in a time of celebration. King Agdar and Queen Idun had finally produced an heir. The named their first daughter Elsa, Princess of Arendelle. She was perfect in every way. The kingdom was happy and it rejoiced.

In the castle the queen relaxed in her bedchambers with her maid. She was tired after the long ball. Her husband had retired to his bed chambers, and she sat in hers holding baby Elsa.

"She is very beautiful isn't she?" Idun smiled down at the sleeping baby.

"Oh yes your majesty, a very beautiful girl." Her maid smiled at the queen, "But with such handsome parents, how could she be anything but beautiful?"

"You flatter me Ingrid. Tell me how if your boy? Jack his name was right?"

"Oh Jack is a handful. He always wants to come to work with me. He is such a good kid." Ingrid laughed "Just the other day I caught him trying to climb a tree to see into a birds nest."

"He sounds like he needs constant supervision."

"Yes… But your majesty I need this job since his father had passed."

"I wasn't going to fire you Ingrid. I was just going to ask you to bring him with you." Idun laughed "When Elsa gets bigger, it will be nice for her to have a friend."

"That would be wonderful."

Ingrid went home that night to find her three year old little boy asleep already. His brown hair was messy from play. She loved looking into his warm brown eyes. She couldn't wait to tell him the news.

Two years later, Jack had just had his fifth birthday. He was in the palace playing with the young two year old Elsa. Ingrid loved seeing how happy the children were to see each other each day. She had been made the royal nanny. She cared for the children greatly. She was making them a snack when she heard jack calling her.

"Mommy! Mommy! Elsa made ice!" He called in excited wonder.

"Made ice? What do you mean?" She allowed the boy pull her to the playroom. She saw right away the two year old playing with snow and throwing it up in the air happily. "Jack, you stay with her." Ingrid ran to the Throne room "Your Majesties, there is something you two should see."

In the next year the king and queen watched their eldest daughter grow more attached to the young Jack. They gave birth to Anna and never expected what was to come. Anna became close to both jack and Elsa. When Elsa had her accident, she locked herself in a different room. Her sister didn't understand why she was suddenly alone. At least she had the nanny's son to keep her company. Though no one knew, Jack often snuck in to see Elsa. She was always afraid when he came though. He started with visiting her once every few months, to once a month, to every few weeks, to several times in a week. On Elsa's tenth birthday she received a pair of gloves from her father and mother. Every year Jack visited her with a gift that he had made himself. Over the years they grew closer. He was the only one that visited her constantly. Her fifteenth birthday she had asked her parents to not touch her, in fear she would hurt them. She sat in her room alone reading a book looking out the window at the frozen lake. It was late winter.

A knock came from the wall. The secret servant staircase was a convenient way for Jack to make his way to his best friend's bedroom. Elsa put the gloves on and shook her head at the brown headed boy.

"Jack, you know you can't be here." Elsa sighed in exasperation

"Obviously I can be here." He smiled widely pulling the gift out from behind his back "For you Princess."

"Jack you shouldn't have come."

"You tell me that every time I am here. Nothing has happened yet Elsa, now will you open the gift?"

Elsa finally smiled at him and took the gift. Unwrapping it she found a piece of chocolate "Thank you Jack. So tell me, how is Anna?" She asked softly

"Lonely. She misses you."

"She doesn't even know what I can do." Elsa rolled her eyes now.

"She may not remember the powers but she does remember having you around for the first four years of her life. You two used to be close—"

"And now she is safe from me. I nearly killed her Jack."

"Elsa do we have to have this conversation every time I am here?" Jack asked her "Can't we just try to have a nice night?" He reached to take her hand as he usually did, but this time she pulled away.

"Jack you need to leave." She said strictly

"Elsa, we have been together forever, you really think I am ever going to leave you?"

"Of course you will, you have to. For your own safety."

"Oh not this again. How many times do I have to tell you that I will always be here for you? Let's play a game." He said suddenly

"Will you leave after the game?"

"If that's what you want."

"Fine. What game?"

"Close your eyes." He said softly.

"This better not be a trick." She sighed closing her eyes

"Would I trick you?"

"Yes, you always do."

"Trust me."

"I do." They were speaking in whispers now. He leaned close to her face gently touching his lips to hers. She didn't pull back right away but finally she did "Jack…"

"Happy birthday Elsa." He gave her a goofy smile.

"You should get home before your mom begins to worry." She stepped away from him her cheeks pink, unable to meet his eyes.

"Alright. See you tomorrow?"

"Sure." She nodded and watched him leave. When he was gone she fell in her seat hands to her face.

The next morning she watched Jack and Anna playing on the ice covered pond. She smiled at the scene of them having fun. The butterflies in her stomach made her uneasy so she looked away. After a little while she heard her little sister yell of fright. She looked out the window to see the ice cracking below their feet. Jack was smiling and talking about playing hop scotch, jumping onto solid ice. Anna tried moving but the ice only cracked more. When Jack went through the ice, Anna and Elsa screamed out in unison. Everything around Elsa began freezing. She tried regaining control, but it only made her feel more fear, only made everything worse.

Soon after Jack's death, Anna had given up on getting Elsa to come out of her room. Elsa only felt that much more alone. When she heard her parents were leaving she kept her emotions inside. The night she found out about her parents were lost at sea, made everything much worse. She tried keeping everything inside, but it was difficult. A few days after her parents were in a wreck, the night became even colder. Everything froze over. Elsa cried seeing the ice, fearful she had lost control.

Jack Frost watched the eighteen year old Elsa produce ice and had fear each time she did.

"No, it's not bad. Cold yes, but the ice won't hurt you." He whispered to the window. No one could see or hear him anyway.

"Jack you promised you would never leave me, but you did…" she cried. "First Anna, then you, now my parents… What else will this ice take from me?" Elsa's appearance froze that night. She stopped growing up. She was eighteen, never to grow older. Her mind would change, but she remained forever eighteen.