A/N: You guys voted and decided so…an Elsanna Beauty and the Beast AU it is!

COVER ART NEEDED AS WELL! I've used one already and creds goes to Lorelei and her amazing and beautiful artwork, but I'd like one that's original for this fic.

I've outlined a good chunk of the story already, but my updating on this story will be very slow since it is not my first priority – my other fic, Falling For You, is. Also, school and hockey are keeping me busy so all my stories basically will be late on the updates.

Elsa and Anna are also sisters in this fic…so yeah…

The first couple chapters will have several time jumps so I can cover most of Elsa's childhood, so pay attention as I'll say Elsa's age or the time span after the line breaks.

Happy reading!

Chapter 1 – Life

"The Lord will keep you from all harm – he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore." – Psalm 121:7-8

"This isn't normal," King Anton of Arendelle said firmly to his wife who was sitting next to him in the small carriage.

"You're treating this like it's a bad thing," Queen Cecilia answered. She looked down at her daughter of only one year as they were pulled through the forest to their destination: the Valley of the Living Rock. Snowflakes danced above Elsa's head, the new Princess and heir to the throne. "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."

"Maybe, maybe not…you never know what could happen once she's older," Anton replied. "It's just – she has ice powers for God's sake! The citizens of Arendelle would never believe it if we told them, and if they saw her powers, they'd only be afraid!"

"They wouldn't be afraid if she had control over them, and that's what the trolls can tell us how to do."

"But what if she loses control when she grows up?"

"Then it will be up to her to figure out how to contain them again, with our help of course," Cecilia said.

"I just don't want this to get out of hand in the future."

"Anton…she'll be fine. If I'm certain about anything, it's that Elsa will learn how to keep her powers controlled."

"I…but – what if the kingdom finds out?" King Anton asked as the carriage came to a stop. He quickly hopped out of it so he could help his wife exit it as well. "I don't want people freaking out over this," he finished.

"We won't let anyone know. Maybe a few members of the castle staff, and possibly the spymaster…that's it though. We can only tell people we really trust. But let's worry about that later. Elsa is so young, and she'll have a long time to grow into them and learn how to control them."

Anton nodded as they approached the Valley of the Living Rock. "Okay…" he mumbled. "This isn't normal though, and people usually overreact if something isn't normal in their eyes."

"I understand. But I promise you that we can figure out a way to keep this hidden."

The King gave another small nod as he looked around at all the boulders surrounding them. He was not sure himself if these so-called trolls actually existed, but he had heard many stories about their healing and future-telling powers. Thinking that this was his only option to find out about his daughter, he put his faith in God that these stories were true.

"Hello?" he called out. When nothing happened, he tried his luck again. "Hello…I need your help!" And soon enough, the boulders began to roll towards the King, Queen, and their baby daughter.

One of the larger rocks unfolded to reveal itself as – indeed – a troll. "It's the King and Queen!" it announced in a low, male voice. Soon, the rest of the boulders showed themselves as well, and they all just stared at the Anton and Cecilia as if God was revealing himself right then and there.

"How can we assist you?" another troll asked, and this time it was an older troll. King Anton immediately took him to be the oldest – and probably wisest – of them all.

"We've had a child, and – and there's something different about her," Anton said.

"Ah, so Arendelle now has an heir," the troll said. "I'm Pabbie, by the way, and I am honored to be in your presence, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, but I'm more concerned about our daughter."

"What is so different with her?" Pabbie asked, and he motioned for the Queen to step forward.

"Elsa was born with some sort of magic in her," Queen Cecilia said.

The Queen knelt down to Pabbie's height and held her daughter out to him. Tiny snowflakes swirled around Elsa's hands, and the older troll smiled once he saw the magic, but his expression quickly turned serious when he looked back up at the King and Queen.

"If you take the correct approach, you won't have to worry about her powers getting out of control."

"What would that be?" Anton asked.

"It's quite simple. You need to let her be expressive. Let her powers show. Let her use them, but teach her the limits of them. You don't necessarily need to make it known to the kingdom, but allowing her to use them freely when she is in the castle will help her see that her powers are not a curse," Pabbie answered.

"If the kingdom finds out, they'll be afraid," Anton said back. "They're fearful of anything that is out of the ordinary for them."

"Then don't let them know," Pabbie stated simply. "But keep in mind that if the kingdom finds out and there is a negative reaction, you must do your best to keep Elsa from overreacting. Her powers will only grow stronger as she gets older, and her emotions will affect her powers as well. If she is more emotional, her powers will show more. If she is more closed off, they will be more subdued."

"So we should do that then?" the King asked.

"I don't recommend it. If you seclude her and tell her that she cannot let her emotions play a part in how she acts, she might take a turn down a very dark path. If emotions are eliminated from her life, she will crave petty things; wealth and power are among those things. She will be closed off to others. She won't be as willing to let someone in or to help them. So my answer to your question is no, don't try to subdue her powers in this way. It will only lead to disaster for Elsa and potentially you as well."

Anton's eyes widened a little as he thought of all the terrible possibilities that could come from this situation. He silently said a prayer asking God to help him handle this news in the right way. He didn't want to hurt Elsa. He didn't want Elsa to hurt herself. But most importantly, he didn't want Elsa to hurt other people.

"I just want her to be safe, and I want others to be safe too."

"I understand your concern, and like I said, I think it would be best if you taught her to embrace her powers," Pabbie answered.

"Then that's what we'll do," Cecilia said, and she turned to face her husband. "We don't want Elsa to be afraid of her powers. She will learn that they are a good thing."

"I want to add something." Pabbie walked closer to the King and Queen, his expression more serious and grave than before. "Her powers can be beautiful, but they can also be dangerous. She does have the ability to hurt others. If she does, then I am worried what other people will think of her, and you both have expressed your concern about that. But if she fears herself then that will only makes matters worse.

"She will have a harder time controlling her powers, and she will most likely shut herself away from others. You cannot let this happen. Fear will be Elsa's enemy as she grows up; fear of her powers, fear of hurting someone else…so many things will contribute to this. I only hope that you two handle it properly. You don't want Elsa heading down a dark path with this."

"We will make sure we try our best," Anton said. "But thank you…you've cleared away so much confusion. I must admit, we were scared ourselves when we saw that she had magic in her."

"That is normal, but now that you know it is not dangerous unless you want it to be or if Elsa wants it to be, you have nothing to worry about. I'm sure she'll be fine," Pabbie replied. "And if you need anything else or if you want more advice, do not hesitate to come to me. I will always help you."

"We can't thank you enough," Cecilia said.

"It's a pleasure to help you. I'm sure Elsa will grow up to be an amazing woman. But you can't forget what I told you…it is vital for her to know not the fear her powers."

"We'll make sure we don't forget," the King answered. He placed an arm around his wife, protective yet comforting, and he glanced back at the carriage waiting for them. "Let's go home now," he said to his wife. The Queen nodded and followed her husband back to the carriage. Once inside, she spoke up.

"See, nothing to worry about."

"There's a lot to worry about," Anton replied. "We have to worry about making sure our daughter doesn't become a monster when she grows up."

"She won't. You heard what Pabbie said. If we do what he told us, she'll be fine. We'll be fine. Can you believe me on that?"

Anton let out a sigh and ran his hand through his auburn hair. "Yes," he exhaled through his breath.

BREAK

The next few days were stressful for the King and Queen. They constantly had members of the castle staff and the King's council asking to see Elsa, the new heir to the throne. Anton kindly declined their requests, saying that his wife needed a week or two to settle in with Elsa – and that was an excuse he knew would only last him that long.

He had chosen Kai and Gerda as the only people on the castle staff to know about Elsa's powers, and he informed Arendelle's spy master as well. These were the only people Anton trusted with his whole heart in the castle and probably in all of Arendelle.

He knew what would happen if word spread and other people found out though; the kingdom would think that Elsa was cursed. That's how magic was perceived. It was never a good thing. People always thought the person with the magic would use it to their advantage, to control the common people, to fulfill their greedy desires. Anton wouldn't let that happen to Elsa though. He only wanted the best for his daughter, and he made a promise to himself and God that he would never treat her differently because of it.

BREAK

"Daddy, watch this!" a three year old Elsa squealed in happiness as she pulled her father out into the courtyard of the castle.

Elsa loved going into the courtyard to play around with her powers. Anton had no problem with it either. They made sure Elsa wasn't too obvious, and when they were finished, he made sure Elsa melted away the snow and ice.

The courtyard was a great area for Elsa. It was large and open, and there was a small garden in one of the corners, a place where Elsa usually found it fascinating to freeze and unfreeze the plants.

"I'm watching," King Anton said, his hazel eyes light with happiness and admiration.

Elsa couldn't stop smiling as she rubbed her hands together, her powers glowing a faint blue in her palms. Then, she shot a small bolt of her magic onto the ground. It turned into snow, and Elsa swirled her hands up and in circular motions, making the snow grow larger and become more spherical in shape. After a few more seconds of Elsa concentrating on her creation, she finished it and stepped back with pride lighting up her sky blue eyes.

Three irregularly shaped balls of snow were stacked on top of each other, and Elsa let out another squeal of delight.

"It's a snowman Daddy!" she exclaimed.

"Ah…but it's missing a few things," Anton said. He quickly went over the garden and picked up a few small stones, some twigs, and one of the recently picked carrots. He couldn't help the wide smile on his face when he brought the materials back to Elsa. "Here: The twigs for the arms, the carrot for the nose, and the stones for…whatever you want them to be."

Elsa excitedly placed the items on the snowman's body, her bright smile warming Anton's heart. He was so happy when Elsa was like this: loose and carefree as if nothing bad could happen to her. But he knew it couldn't always be this way…

He could already see the change in Elsa's powers. It seemed as if they were growing stronger with each passing day. He knew more people around the castle were bound to find out about them sooner or later. King Anton only hoped they didn't have a negative reaction.

He knew many people in Arendelle and the surrounding kingdoms feared powerful magic, and Elsa's ice powers were no exception. Anton saw that they could be dangerous. Whenever Elsa had a nightmare from time to time, he'd burst into her room to find small icicles jutting out of the walls, tainted red and a light yellow to display her fear and anxiety.

But he had taken an approach with Elsa so that she was learning to fully accept her powers. She'd often ask her father if there was something wrong with her or if she was cursed. But the king assured Elsa that she was completely normal, and that her powers were a gift…not a curse.

Anton's thoughts were snapped by Elsa tugging at his hand, bringing his attention back to his daughter and the snowman she made.

"His name is Olaf and he likes warm hugs!" Elsa said happily, a wide smile lighting up her sky blue eyes.

"He looks great sweetie," Anton said, smiling down at Elsa. "But he's going to have to go for a little while. Remember what I told you, we can't leave anything behind after we play around okay?"

"Awwww…but why can't we leave Olaf?" Elsa asked, looking up at her father with wide puppy dog eyes.

"Because…some people here don't know you have ice powers, and I don't want them to know just yet," Anton said back.

"Why not?"

"Let's just say I want them to know when you're a little older and have it be…a surprise." Anton gave his daughter an encouraging smile and a small kiss on her cheek. "You can always build him again though."

Elsa's face lit up again immediately. "Yayyy!" she squealed. "Can we do it again tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid I have some things to take care of tomorrow Elsa. But maybe I can find some time. Anyway, it's almost time for dinner." Anton gave Elsa a wink, and the platinum blonde princess giggled sweetly before she held onto her father's hand as the king began walking with her to the dining hall.

"Yay!" Elsa squealed again, giving a small jump of elation. "This was so fun daddy! I love you!" Elsa hugged her father around his thighs since she wasn't tall enough to reach any higher, and the king responded by lifting Elsa up and holding her in his arms. Elsa put her arms around Anton's neck, smiling softly as her father now carried her into the dining hall.

"I love you too Elsa."

BREAK

"What's her name going to be?" Elsa asked her mother as they sat in front of the fireplace in the library, her mother in a comfortable red velvet chair reading a book.

"Anna," Queen Cecilia replied, giving Elsa a small smile before she returned to her book.

"Anna…" Elsa repeated, hearing how the name sounded coming from her mouth. She was excited. Her mother was only a few months along when she had turned six, and now they were preparing for the arrival of another princess. Elsa couldn't contain her happiness at the thought of having a younger sister.

"Elsa, don't get too close to the fire. I don't want you to hurt yourself," Cecilia said softly, and Elsa instantly backed away a couple feet, lying back on the carpet as she sent a small burst of her magic into the air, making snow fall down on her. "And please don't do that in here," the Queen continued with a long sigh.

"Sorry…" Elsa mumbled.

Elsa's powers were in full swing now since Arendelle was settling into the winter months. December was always a festive time with the churches preparing for Christmas and the few temples preparing for Chanukah. King Anton had promised Elsa that one day when she was a little older she'd be able to put on a public display of her magic by making an ice skating rink or ice sculptures for the citizens to admire and enjoy. The idea thrilled Elsa, since she thought that the people would love what she was learning to do.

Anton supported Elsa completely as she learned more and more about her magic. She was now becoming familiar with some of the negative repercussions, but the young princess promised herself she'd never let herself fall down that dark path to greed and thirst for power. Hell, she didn't even fully understand those concepts now, but Anton knew he'd have to teach her about them in the near future.

The Queen, on the other hand, was not a huge fan of her daughter's abilities. She saw the magic as nothing more but a danger to others. Elsa was too young to understand now, but Cecilia was convinced that when the princess was older, she'd discover just how powerful she could really be, and she'd abuse that power to simply get what she wanted.

And once Cecilia found out she was pregnant with Anna, she was actually afraid that Elsa might end up hurting her little sister one day. She knew Elsa would be destroyed if that ever happened, and the blonde would never be able to forgive herself. And the Queen was scared herself because she thought that she too wouldn't be able to forgive her daughter. It was strange…Cecilia was always the one who accepted Elsa's powers the most, while Anton was the one who thought they weren't normal or that they were dangerous. Now, those roles had been reversed.

"Will she have my powers?" Elsa asks, drawing Cecilia out of her thoughts and her book once again.

"We don't know yet Elsa. But either way, I don't want your sister being exposed to your magic right away. We will have to ease her into it so that she understands what they are and what they can do," the Queen explained.

Elsa only nodded in response, and although her powers brought a naturally colder air to her, she enjoyed the warmth of the fire in front of her.

Even though the young princess had her father for an immense amount of support and fun, she couldn't help the empty feeling in her heart sometimes. That was why she was so excited that she would have a sister very soon. Through her short six years of life, Elsa longed to have someone she could truly share her magic with; someone who would love her and enjoy her powers without any hesitance whatsoever. Even though her father encouraged the use of her magic, Elsa could still see the slight reluctance in his eyes sometimes, almost as if he was afraid of what she could become.

Anna…

Elsa's eyes lit up again from her sister's name. Now she'd have someone to play with, someone to grow close to, and someone to grow up with. Now she would finally have what she had been longing for in her life: someone to truly love.

A/N: First chapters can be a little boring, but whatever…I just had to get some background out of the way. Same thing entails for the next chapter except we'll have Anna this time.

I have some interesting things planned out for this story…some events will happen that will warm your heart and then shatter them because I'm evil like that (if you're a reader of my other stories "Falling For You" and "Where My Demons Hide" you'll know what I mean).

Again, updates for this story will be slow since my other fics are more of a priority.

Always leave a review! Constructive criticism is always welcomed as well!

Happy reading!

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