Bare with me guys! First fan fic I've written, I hope you like it!
"I thought we where through with the secrets Elsa! I thought we where going to be open with each other!" The younger girls trembling form stood only a few feet away form the older girl. Elsa hated when they fought, but lately, Anna has been more on edge, ready to blow at any waking moment. Yesterday she was yelling about how Elsa never shares the special chocolates the cooks only make once a month. It's always stupid trivial things. Anna tried talking to her sister, but Anna simply brushed her off with lame excuses like 'I just didn't get a lot of sleep' or 'me and Kristoff are just fighting' but Elsa knew her sister better.
Todays fight finally brought out the truth though. Elsa's duties as queen required all of her attention and devotion, even if the tasks at hand where questionable ones. Elsa had been hiding a major secret from her sister.
It's been roughly a year since the winter incident. Since Elsa lost control of her powers, since Hans tried to kill Anna and her and take over Arendelle. Now, the Southern Isles where finally holding a trial to sentence Hans. Being the main victim of the situation, they asked Elsa to make an appearance at the trial, and even against her best judgment, as queen, she reluctantly agreed.
Not a lot of people where informed of this decision. A few of the higher up in Arendelles ruling and Kristoff, the Arendelle ice master. They had become close friends since the incident, and Elsa felt she could trust him, plus it was nice to have someone to talk to.
Apparently Anna knows how to break him, cause here we are now. Getting yelled at by Anna, red in the face and crying.
"Anna, please." Elsa pleaded, a tear streaking down her face. "I was going to tell you, I swear it."
Annas eyes where glistening, a new wave of sobs breaking through.
"And when was that going to be? Huh? The day you left?" She threw her hands up dramatically. "What if it's some sort of trap, what if Hans escapes and tries to kill you again? Elsa, please! I can't lose you!" The younger girl was shaking with fear.
"Anna, I'm sorry." Elsa started towards Anna, but the younger sister backed up.
"I- I have to go.." Anna trailed off, as she turned on her heel, heading down the hallway, leaving Elsa alone in the sad silence.
She let out a deep sigh, falling back into one of the chairs littering the room, letting her head fall back, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"This chair sucks." She mumbled under her breath.
After a few minutes of lonely silence, a servant popped her head through the window.
"Ma'am, is everything alright?" She questioned.
"Yea," She started. "Just thinking." The woman smiled at her.
"Well, surely there is a better chair in this palace, rather than one of those lumpy ones." She teased. Elsa smiled, standing up and smoothening out her dress.
I guess you make a valid point, I guess I can just go to…" She trailed off.
Palace.
This thought had not occurred to her in months. Her ice palace, empty and secluded on the North Mountain, was just full of thinking space. Lately, she hadn't had much time to go and visit it, but maybe she can make an exception this one time.
"Go where, ma'am?" A voice asked. This broke Elsa from her concentration. She had been staring blankly at the floor without realizing it.
"Sorry," She smiled. "I'm taking a trip to the North Mountain."
This trip as no special feat for Elsa, for she had taken this trip dozens of times. She knew every little short cut and every secret. She even stops by Oaken on most of her trips, to check up on him and the family, and to give recent news on how the kingdom was running. Occasionally, Elsa would partake in the sauna. Despite her chilly traits, she actually quite enjoyed it.
The trip at this point only takes her an hour now, thanks to the summer weather making it clear and easy to maneuver around.
She finally reached the final cliff side before baking left to reach the stairs. She stopped and noticed that part of the wall was iced over. This was definitely strange, even for her. She decided it was just a freak thing, probably just a side effect of the swirling storm above her palace, that kept it standing in the non-cold seasons, much like Olafs personal flurry.
She started up the stairs, remembering the day she built them, slowly feeling every little detail she had put into them. Everything was just as she remembered, but she noticed something she couldn't ignore.
The palace doors where wide open.
Marshmallow rarely ever hides out in the castle anymore, usually free roaming the forest, or hanging out with Olaf.
The girl slowly approached the doors, ready to strike if needed.
"Hello?" Her voiced echoed through out the ice palace, ringing off of every possible surface.
Nothing.
Elsa walked further in, studying her surroundings. She reached the frozen fountain that lay between the huge set of stairs, when she noticed something standing at the top.
It was a staff, roughly as tall as Elsa. It came straight up, but then started to curve off into a sort of 'C' like from, with straight edges.
"This isn't funny, who's in here?" Elsa yelled, more demanding this time.
"Wow," A friendly voice called from nowhere. "has it been that long Elsa?"
Has it been that long? Who is this guy?
"I don't know what you're talking about." Elsa stated flatly. She stood straight up, attempting to impose power. "Show yourself."
A gust of wind filled the room as a boy, seemingly around the age of 15ish floated out from behind the top of the staircase, grabbing his staff, and peaking where it once was held. He gave Elsa a grin, and then started laughing.
"How in the world did you do that?" Elsa demanded, frustrated at the boys insufferable nonsense. " And what could you possibly be laughing at?
"You!" He said, pointing a finger at Elsa.
"What about me?" She asked.
"Trying to be so tough!" He stopped laughing, and stood straight up. "Show yourself!" He spoke in a deep, joking voice, before turning to Elsa smiling from ear to ear, obviously pleased with his mock of her. When Elsa didn't react, his smile faltered a bit. "Do you really not remember me?" The boy asked. Elsa could tell he was for real this time, his eyes pleading with hers, attempting to rekindle some old memory that this boy was apparently part of.
"I'm sorry, but I really don't." She spoke softly. She truly felt bad that she didn't. This obviously meant a lot to the boy. Elsa was surprised she didn't though. If they have truly met before, he seems like someone that would be hard to forget. He had a young demeanor to him, but his eyes seemed to show otherwise. They where set deep, filled with a conflict of emotions from sorrow to joy kindness to sadness. His smile could light up a room though. It was genuine, like he actually enjoyed himself, just having a laugh, and playing around, no care in the world. His clothes where a bit older, those of poorer folk, but Elsa almost felt something strange, a sort of familiarity.
The boy jumped off his peak and again floated to the ground, walking slowly towards the girl.
"Elsa, it's me." His eyes again pleaded with her, attempting to strike some sort of recognition deep in her memories, and they did.
"That's impossible." Elsa whispered. Their was no way this could be the same boy from her past, the same boy that she remembered. There was now way this boy was-
"Jack Frost!" He interrupted her thoughts. "I tend to bend the impossible!" He gave her a wink, and jokingly bowed.
"But, but, you look the same, exactly the same." Elsa stammered out, still rattling the fact that this boy was the same Jack from her childhood.
"Still don't believe me, huh?" The girl shook her head in disbelief. "I know what will convince you then." He smirked, and flipped his staff around in his hands, creating a light swirl of snow around the room. He started to move his hands around in a circular fashion till the snow started to condense in the center of his motions. He moved his hand to reveal a snow bunny sitting in his other, sniffing his palm, while perking its ears up at the sudden attention it was receiving.
"Oh my god…" Elsa didn't know what to believe. He looks too much the same. It was impossible, yet here he was. He noticed the disbelief on her face.
"Like I said. Hi! Jack Frost. I bend the impossible."
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