Tundra

Chapter One

By Ravner Dyr

Two years after the Frozen Summer, Arendelle was as peaceful and as prosperous as ever. Trade was booming, there was essentially no crime and the seasons had been very kind to Arendelle's citizens as well as their crops. The current calm and wealth was due to the young queen and her abilities over ice and snow. Her reign had been just and fair and, if citizens were being completely honest, better than her late father's had ever been, even at the height of his rule.

The queen in question, the young Elsa, was busy carving ice in her personal room used exclusively for the purpose of giving her magic free reign. She was working on a life sized ice sculpture of one of the young school children she had visited only yesterday. Elsa carved away at the details of the dress. It was nearly perfect, just a few more adjustments…

"HI ELSA! What are you working on?" Elsa squeaked and jumped at the surprise entry and her control over her magic slipped a little, making her icy dress a little shorter than she had intended.

She placed her hand on her chest and took a few calming breaths before turning to face her beaming younger sister. "Anna! Stop sneaking up on me, you nearly scared me to death."

Anna chuckled and wandered closer to her sister, admiring some of her finished works. "Sorry about that. It's not like you can't fix it. Besides, I was really happy and just wanted to tell you that Kristoff, Olaf, Sven and I are going to the mountains to see Kristoff's family and I just wanted to know if you wanted to come because I know how much you love the mountains and I also wanted to tell you that I really wanted you to come because I think it would be more fun if you did!"

"Whoa, that was a lot in one sentence. Just let me get this right; you, Kristoff, Olaf and Sven are going to the trolls and you want me to come with you because you think it'll be more fun?"

"Isn't that what I just said?"

Elsa rolled her eyes. "Not exactly…"

"Anyway, these are beautiful, Elsa. Are they really all people from the village?" Anna questioned, drifting deeper into the large room, studying some of Elsa's other sculptures. They were indeed beautiful. Every detail, from the hair to the little buttons on their jackets, was incredibly perfect. Anna imagined that had it not been for sculptures' crystalline appearance, she would have mistaken them for figures frozen in time.

"Thank you." Elsa replied bashfully, refusing to meet her sister's eyes.

Anna knew Elsa still felt that she needed to distance herself for the safety of others. Her sister had greatly improved her control over her magic; the large room she now stood in was testament to her progress. She was still quite insecure and needed the occasional push and confidence boost when it came to meeting foreign dignitaries or even going on royal visits. Elsa's 13 years of isolation had left its mark on her psyche and Anna was unsure whether she would ever be able to express herself as freely as the eight year old princess that she so fondly remembered.

"I really mean it, Elsa; they're all so detailed and just perfect. Mama and Papa would be just as proud as I am about all you've achieved."

"Yes, I suppose they would. Although, I think they would want me to be better than this still."

"Well, you'll get there eventually. So will you be coming to see Kristoff's family with us?" Anna inquired, eager to move on to happier conversation.

A look of guilt flittered over Elsa's beautifully pale face for a moment. "I'm sorry Anna, but the ambassador of Trondheim will be visiting for the week to discuss trade agreements. I'm so sorry Anna; I really wanted to come with you. Maybe I can join you all on your next trip?" A small smile graced her lips.

"Oh, well that's okay. I'm pretty sure we'll be visiting them again in a few weeks anyway." Anna plastered a smile on her face quickly to hide her disappointment from her sister. She knew that being a queen was hard work but she thought that with Elsa no longer isolated in her room, that she'd be able to spend more time with her; she was the queen after all.

Anna may have thought that she veiled her disappointment well enough, but her sister had caught the small hint of emotion. "We can go visit that school you like, I'm pretty sure they've nearly finished classes for today."

The younger of the two instantly lit up, a large smile stretched across her freckled cheeks. "That would be so much fun! You can make those snow forts again!"

Elsa suppressed a little giggle at her sister's enthusiasm before she was yanked by the arm down the hall, practically running to keep up with Anna.

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"So do you agree with our plan?" The duke's snide voice echoed in the large study.

"Yes, I do. We will unite the military of Weselton and the Southern Isles and besiege Arendelle in the night, taking them completely by surprise. It's quite genius really. And we both come out of this with what we want. I will be king of Arendelle and you will have access to Arendelle's trade market and unique resources." Hans beamed a smile that would be considered charming by all except the royal family of Arendelle where it was considered downright evil.

"I do have one concern with this plan though," The duke voiced, his statement earning a dark look from the auburn haired prince.

"Which is?"

"Why do we not kill the monster? Why must we waste time finding a solution to strip it of its abnormality?"

"Well, if you must know. The reason I don't want the queen dead is because if I'm going to rule Arendelle, I want to do it legally and correctly. She will marry me and make me king, otherwise, I will destroy Arendelle and kill her beloved sister. And without her magic, she will be powerless to stop me." The sadistic grin returned to his face.

"I'm glad I am on the same side as you, Prince Hans. I think we have a good chance at succeeding." An even larger smirk spread across the older man's face as the two men shook hands, sealing the deal.

Hello all. This is my first Frozen fic, I hope it was alright. I normally write for the Teen Titans, so I've never written anything from this time period (or country). In future chapters I may try to use technical terminology (like for ships or something like that), and I will most likely gather information about it from the internet, which may not be 100% accurate.

Anyway, here is the first chapter of Tundra. I will only post the first chapter just to get a feel of how I'm writing Elsa, Anna, Hans and the duke. If you think it feels unnatural or OC (or spot any other mistakes or inconsistencies for that matter) please don't hesitate to let me know in your comments.

Please review and let me know as this is what really keeps me motivated.

Sincerely,

Ravner Dyr