A/N: Cousin requested. Story inspiration from a you tube video, Hiccup and Elsa: rewrite the stars, made by Midnight Kitty. So the story will be called as such.
Chapter 1
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Thirteen years ago, Elsa, age five…
"Elsa, Elsa, no peeking my darling." King Agnarr laughed as the rambunctious five-year-old starred up at him expectantly, with wondrous blue eyes. It was the winter solstice, Elsa's birthday. The eager child awaited her gift. Elsa's rosy lips twisted into a frown, she closed her eyes as per her father's instructions. King Agnarr kneeled, bringing forth the item he had been concealing behind his back, his gaze softened as he whispered to her. "Open your eyes, princess." Elsa's eyes burst open, lips parting in a 'O' at the sight of a glittering white oval stone.
"It's beautiful," Elsa whispered in awe as she held out a hand to touch it gently, it was cold, hard. "What is it?"
King Agnarr smiled gently, "This my child, is a petrified dragon egg." Elsa looked at him abruptly.
"A dragon?" Her small voice echoed in shock. "Is it sleeping?"
King Agnarr chuckled, took his daughter into his arms as they starred at the white egg. "Dragons once roamed the skies on Arendelle, Elsa. But there hasn't been a sight of a dragon here for ages. They now only exist far away where the Vikings live, they are dangerous creatures. This egg was found a long time ago in a block of ice by your great, great grandfather and has since become a family heirloom, passed down to the first child. It was given to me by my father, now it belongs to you, Elsa."
Elsa beamed up at him, "It's mine?"
"Yes, darling." King Agnarr kissed her forehead. She took the egg, hugged it tightly.
"Can I show Anna?" Elsa looked eagerly up at her father, he smiled and stroked her white-blond head. He laughed, Elsa adored her sister.
"When she wakes up from her nap, we'll show her." King Agnarr promised. The door to the throne room opened revealing Queen Iduna, she smiled sweetly at the sight of her husband and firstborn.
"Mother," Elsa cried happily as she came running towards the queen, egg in hand, Queen Iduna moved to take the small child into her arms, bringing her daughter's small body against her own in an endearing embrace.
Queen Iduna smiled, moving her fingers over her daughter's little hands. "What do you have here, my sweet?"
Elsa looked up brightly, "It's my dragon egg!" She presented the beautiful, petrified egg to her mother. "It's pretty, huh?"
"Very beautiful, my love." Iduna spoke gently. She placed her lips against her daughter's brow, smiling against the warmth of her skin. As she pulled back, she ran her fingers through Elsa's stark blonde hair, brushing them out of her face. "But you my darling are much more beautiful."
Elsa giggled at her mother's words, she snuggled into her mother's embrace. Iduna and Agnarr shared a lingering glance, warm and happy.
10 years ago, Elsa, age 8…
"Elsa, what have you done?" The king and queen cried as they rushed into throne room. Elsa looked up tearfully at her parents.
"It was an accident," The little princess wept, hugging her lifeless sister's body. "I'm sorry, Anna."
Anna's life had been saved by the troll, Pabbie, but his warning still haunted her. They rooms had been separated, Elsa lay in bed, curled around her dragon egg. She tossed and turned. Her dreams began of a happier moment, the day she received her egg. Dreamt of mother's smiling face, her embrace, her warmth. It was then the scene changed dramatically, the beautiful throne room surrounding them went white, large ice shards devoured everything in sight. Elsa screamed as she tried to reach out for her mother, but Iduna had disappeared from sight. Startled, she turned around in circles, searching for her parents. The castle room had gone out of focus only for everything to change altogether. Instead of the beautiful throne room there was clouds of winter, snow falling throughout a destroyed castle. Elsa took a step forward, the floor beneath her foot turned to ice, she cried out as she ran towards the throne in the center of the room covered in snow, dragon egg still clutched securely in her arms. She fell to the ground, her feet unwilling to cooperate, she looked over her shoulder to see her feet encased in ice. The ice progressed up her legs until half her body was frozen. Elsa screamed.
Elsa bolted awake, gasping, each breath came out in the form of a small white puff. She looked around her room, ice and snow covered the furniture, hung from her canopy bed, and ceiling. Tears fell down her cheeks, her hands felt cool from the release of her powers. She looked down at her dragon egg, held it tightly to her chest as she wept.
Eight years ago, Elsa, age ten…
Elsa stood still as she heard her parents arguing in the throne room with their councilmen. Her father sounded angry, her mother upset. "You want us to give our daughter to those barbarians as a bride?"
"Your grace, please understand." Asger, an elder amongst the council, sighed heavily. "The princess poses a threat to our kingdom, her powers are uncontrollable, dangerous. The Vikings have been growing stronger and stronger, word of their raids is spreading. The kingdom of the Southern Isles barely managed to fend them off and survive. Arendelle could be next."
"Your grace, Lord Asger speaks the truth." Asmund, a young, ambitious councilman spoke up. "We cannot worry over the safety of our citizens from an attack from the Vikings, as well as Princess Elsa's rampant powers. We only say this for the wellbeing of our kingdom. If Chief Stoick of the Hooligan Tribe agrees to an arranged marriage between his son and your daughter it could create a powerful alliance, or if they are unwilling to cooperate, Princess Elsa's powers could end their tribe… would that be so horrible?"
"Asmund!" King Agnarr thundered, Elsa flinched from her hiding spot. She'd never heard her father so furious. The king was fuming. "You think to use my daughter as a weapon against our enemies?"
Asmund shrunk back from his king's merciless glare. "My apologies, your grace, I meant no offense."
King Agnarr glared at them, his councilmen, his trusted advisors, disappointment burned deeply in his stare. The men bowed their heads unable to meet his or the queen's eye. Queen Iduna's stare was frigid.
"Elsa is my daughter, my heir." King Agnarr told them calmly, but his eyes spoke volumes. He would be unforgiving if they spoke out of term regarding his children once more. "She will stay here where she belongs with her family. You are all dismissed."
Lord Asger stared the king and queen with a steely expression, "As your command, your grace. But we do not speak so outwardly only for the concerns of our beloved kingdom, but for the concerns of Princess Anna's wellbeing. We would be greatly saddened if she were to be hurt again by Princess Elsa, or worse."
King Agnarr glared at them, "Go, now." The councilmen bowed deeply and took their leave. The king sighed deeply, his hand rubbed down his face in frustration.
"My love, what will we do?" Iduna's soft voice reached his ears, his gazed at his wife sympathetically. He took her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "She's our child."
"I know my sweet, we will protect her. She can learn to control it, I'm sure of it. Until then, we'll lock the gates. We'll reduce the staff. We will limit her contact with people and keep her powers hidden from everyone, including Anna." King Agnarr murmured against his wife's hair.
Iduna leaned away to look at him bewildered, "But my love, Elsa loves Anna. It will destroy her."
King Agnarr looked apologetic, "I know, but Lord Asger speaks the truth, I worry for Anna's safety around Elsa. Her powers are to great, she might hurt Anna again, that would devastate Elsa far more."
Iduna's eyes watered, she buried her face into her husband's chest and cried. "Our poor child, what kind of life will she have?"
King Agnarr sighed sadly, "She'll always have us, she will always be loved."
"Yes," Queen Iduna nodded against his chest. "We will love her enough for everyone."
Elsa clutched her dragon egg to her chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she hurried away from the throne room. She managed to slip out of the castle unseen, through the secret tunnels of the old castle. She had discovered them over a year ago when she tried to hide from Anna who only wished to play with her. But fear for her wellbeing always made Elsa chase her away or run and hide. Anna had always been persistent, while attempting to hide from her in the library, Elsa discovered the first set of tunnels behind an old bookshelf when she'd tripped and fallen into a wall ornament. There were many tunnels, some led to the sewers near the harbours, others to the old shops in the town, another led to a cave in forest at the base of a mountain.
It had become her secret hideaway, her refuge from the castle and its inhabitants. There were books and blankets in the corner, a little firepit in the middle that she'd never managed to get lit. Elsa would often go on little escapades to explore, never venturing to far from the cave in fear of getting lost. She often spent time talking to her egg, or by the little lake she'd discovered. It had been quiet and welcoming, a space she created for herself to belong, except she was the only in it. Her and her egg.
One afternoon, many days later, Elsa had sat by the lake edge with a bunch of flowers as she attempted to make a flower crown. Her egg sat upright beside her. A small crack of a stick and rustle of bushes startled the young princess, Elsa gasped, turned to see a large brown shadow. It was a bear, it snorted, grunted at her. Elsa whimpered when the bear charged at her, she screamed and turned to grab her egg. One hand was secured around her egg the other shot towards the bear as an explosion of power surged through and expelled from her hands. Shards of ice and snow shot fast and fierce through the air and impaled the large beast until it crumbled to the ground. In the same instant she heard a crack from beneath her, the sound of loud and sharp as a thunder clap. The force caused her body to be compelled backwards as she fell against the ground and whimpered from the pain.
Elsa rolled onto her stomach to face where her egg had been, pieces of the shell lay scattered across the ground around her as if the egg had been shattered. Smoke stirred and whirled before her. The smoke died away, she saw it there, a small dragon, the size of a cat. The dragon had white scales with glittering textures. It had a single, long spine running down its back, a pair of big ear-like adapters on the top of its head, and two smaller ones on the side. The little dragon also has triangular wing flukes and tail flukes that were glittery white in coloration. The wings were glittery white with glimmering pink strips running down both of them. Her dragon had pale, blue eyes.
At the sight of the dragon raised its head to look at Elsa, eyes like ice held hers steadily. The young princess wordless sat upright, brows furrowed and lips parting in a frown. When the dragon made to move towards her, Elsa rose to her feet and ran. She made it to the cave when she tripped over the blankets that lay sprawled across the floor, she groaned in pain as she pushed herself into a sitting position. She heard a soft hiss from behind her, the white dragon stood in the entrance of the cave, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils.
Elsa closed her eyes shut tight in fear of being burned alive by this little creature, from the stories she'd read with her parents and Anna, dragons breathed immensely hot fire, strong enough to kill a human. The sting of fire never came, instead she felt a warm body scramble up her arm and drape around her shoulders. It warbled sweetly as its tail coiled around her neck under her chin. Elsa blinked and glanced down from the corner of her eye at the little dragon.
"You're friendly?" Elsa whispered, her curiosity suddenly peaked. The dragon's answer was a soft warble, it rubbed its head along her jaw affectionately. Elsa laughed and reached up to gently stroke the dragon's chin. "Let's be friends!" She announced happily, the little dragon seemed to purr as if it understood. She held out her hands as the dragon slid down to be cradled into her arms as Elsa held the dragon close to her heart. "You need a name." She looked thoughtfully at the little creature content in her arms. "You look like snow, with eyes like ice. You're like me." She smiled. "How about Wintergale? It was the name of the ice dragon in my storybook, she was beautiful and strong." The little dragon crooned, nuzzling into her neck. Elsa smiled as her eyes softened. "Wintergale, you're the only real friend I have."
Three years ago, Elsa, age fifteen…
"Wintergale," Elsa chided gently as the medium sized dragon came to greet her, the dragon coiled her body around her human companion in an affectionate welcome. Elsa laughed and rubbed the dragon's chin. "You have to be careful, there have been several sightings of you recently."
Wintergale lived in the cave that Elsa's secret tunnels led to, she had raised the tiny dragon as well as she could, from the fantasy books she'd read, to the few books on dragonlore that were hidden away in the royal library. She'd discovered one of her oldest grandfathers, King Eamon's journals dating back centuries, it spoke of dragons that had soared through the Arendelle skies before the massacre of the many species that took place a few years after the journal had been written. It touched vaguely upon the methods of befriending, taming, and even imprinting and raising dragons. Her father had told her it was merely folklore, stories created by an elderly king who had begun to go senile in his old age. But he had been wrong, they all had been. King Eamon had been right. She used what little information he'd written to raise Wintergale, the dragon was intelligent and had caught on quickly to the ways of being a dragon. Elsa had learned quickly after multiple times of smuggling fish from the harbour and fishermen, Wintergale's favorite was Atlantic cod.
Now old enough, Wintergale was able to hunt for herself, she'd eat fish from the nearby lake or would fly deep into the mountains to the glacier lakes and ponds to feed before returning to her cave. However, recently, the young dragon had begun to venture further and further away towards the sea, where she'd nearly been sighted by fisherman among the clouds. Thankfully, the dragon had a cloaking ability, she would seemingly disappear when she flew through a blast of fire. She was swift and agile and easily able to disappear into the clouds when needed. However, Elsa had begun to worry when word traveled back to the palace of dragon sightings, concern and panic had begun to spread through the town and castle staff.
In return it had led to outbursts in Elsa's powers as her stress grew over the wellbeing of her dragon. She'd begun to wear gloves as instructed by her father, holding dearly onto their shared words, 'Conceal it, don't feel it. Don't let it show.' But as the sightings increased, her powers grew more rampant.
Wintergale warbled, making a motion to regurgitate, she dropped the half-eaten body of a fish onto the ground, pushed it towards Elsa, her way of consoling the distressed princess. Elsa smiled appreciatively trying to hide her disgust. "No, no, you keep it. Its yours." She hugged the pretty dragon's neck. "Thank you for offering." Wintergale nuzzled her. Elsa sighed as she leaned away, watched Wintergale re-eat her fish. Her smile faltered, she reached out to touch her dragon tenderly. "Promise me you'll be careful. Promise me." Wintergale warbled a response, Elsa trembled, she hugged the dragon tightly. "I can't lose you, Wintergale." The dragon crooned affectionately, Elsa smiled at her softly. "I have to return to the castle, I'll be back tonight. Behave yourself until then, stay away from the town and sea." Wintergale sat down seemingly crestfallen. Elsa felt her heart break, "Don't give me that look, its for your safety." Wintergale warbled unhappily. Elsa sighed in feigned annoyance, "Tell you what, if you behave, I'll sneak you an Atlantic cod from the marketplace." At this the dragon perked up, it still marveled Elsa how well the dragon understood human speech. "I'll see you soon." She disappeared into the tunnels while Wintergale settled herself nap in the heap of blankets Elsa had used to make a nest like bed.
A few weeks later, a storm was brewing across the sea. Winter was close as fall was beginning to cede. For a few days there had been no sightings of the elusive dragon, everyone had begun to lose interest. Until, rumours of a sheep stealing dragon had spread like wildfire throughout Arendelle, a sheep herder had brought the charred remains of one of his sheep to King Agnarr, demanding justice. After a day or so another sheep had been killed, and sightings of a dragon near the mountains.
And so, began the dragon hunt.
Elsa had watched in horror as her father called forth the Arendelle army, civilians armed themselves with weapons and torches as night came quickly as did the cold. Queen Iduna had remained in the castle with her daughters, Elsa paced back and forth in front of the fireplace.
Anna set aside her book, "Mother, why can't I go as well?"
"Don't be foolish, Anna, what if you got hurt." Queen Iduna scolded gently, concern very much alive for the child she'd once nearly lost.
"I'd be fine with father," Anna protested.
"Anna," Queen Iduna said firmly.
Anna sighed dramatically, "Okay, okay." She settled back into her chair, Iduna smiled at her daughter's show of rebellion. She turned to see her eldest, hands knotted at her chest, pacing quickly. "Elsa, come join us, darling."
Elsa turned to her mother, "Mother, if by chance there is a dragon in Arendelle, what would father do with it?"
"Destroy it of course," Queen Iduna told her. Elsa froze. "Dragons are dangerous creatures, its only a matter of time before it takes a civilian or worse. It must be eliminated. Humans and dragons were never meant to coexist."
Elsa suddenly felt sick to her stomach, "We don't know that!" Elsa's outburst took both her mother and sister by surprise. "We know nothing about them, so how do we know we can't coexist."
"Elsa," Queen Iduna said softly as she approached her eldest child. "You need to calm down." She tried to reach for her hand, she could feel the coldness through the gloves she wore, saw the tiny cuts in the leather material as they were slowly being torn apart by her daughter's powerful abilities. "My darling, you need to calm yourself."
Elsa tried to take a breath, but her heart thundered in her chest like a hummingbird as she imagined her dragon being slaughtered. "I'm trying." She whispered fearfully. 'Conceal it, don't feel it. Don't let it show!' She repeated to herself over and over again. It wasn't working. Her panic grew. "I'm going to my room." She tore her hands away from her mother and dashed out of the great hall.
"Elsa!" Anna yelled at her sister.
"Anna, no!" Queen Iduna hurried and grabbed her youngest daughter by the shoulders. "Leave your sister be. She'll be fine."
"But mother," Anna's eyes saddened. "She looked so scared. She needs us!" She pushed past her mother and hurried out of the room, shouting for Elsa.
"Anna!" Queen Iduna cried as she chased after her daughter.
Anna ran past the library, in time to see her sister disappear through a dark tunnel behind the bookshelf. Her eyes widened, brows furrowed, how had she never known about this! She quickly hurried after her sister as the bookshelf began to close. She made it through in time, she heard her mother's voice calling out her name. Anna wanted to shout back to her but saw the torch light her sister carried begin to dim as she hurried through the tunnels. Anna's curiosity got the better of her, for years her sister remained distant, as if she were on a lone peninsula that Anna could never hope to reach. Well, today would be the day she reached her sister. Anna ran for what seemed a lifetime until she saw a bit of light and heard her sister's frantic voice.
"Oh, thank goodness. Wintergale, you're safe!" Elsa cried out in sheer relief. She heard a strange rumble like sound respond to her.
Anna moved forward until she could see through the opening, her breath hitched in her throat when she saw the large, white dragon coiled around her sister. "Elsa!" Anna shouted. "Get away from that monster!" Elsa and Wintergale looked on in alarm at the sight of the Arendelle princess, Wintergale hissed, her tail wrapped around protectively around the blonde. Hackles raised like a spitting cat, the white dragon narrowed her pale blue eyes onto the younger woman.
"Anna, what are you doing here!" Elsa demanded, trying to soothe the agitated dragon. "Wintergale, it's okay, she won't hurt you, she's my sister. She's family." Wintergale snorted untrusting of the intruder. Elsa rounded on her sister, "Anna, you need to go. You need to leave now!"
"Not until you tell me what's going on here!" Anna demanded, arms crossed, she stood her ground despite the fear that ran through her.
Elsa's frustration grew, "I don't have time to explain, they can be here at any moment."
"Who?" Anna looked at her and then the dragon. "Let me help you, Elsa!"
"Father and his army!" Elsa yelled at her. "It wasn't Wintergale, but if they find her, they'll kill her!"
"Wintergale?" Anna looked incredulously at her sister.
"My dragon," Elsa looked at her sister with uncertainty. "She hatched three years ago from the egg father gave me, I raised her, kept her secret here."
"Those sightings…" Anna began.
"They were her at first, but I made sure she didn't fly out towards the sea anymore." Elsa quickly defended her dragon. "She doesn't eat sheep, she eats fish. It's a different dragon."
Anna looked unsure, "They said it was white, Elsa."
"It wasn't her!" Elsa hissed.
"How do you know, she's a dragon!" Anna glared at the white creature.
"Because I trust her!" Elsa glared at Anna in return. "If you don't believe me, if you won't help us, you need to leave. I won't let you or anyone hurt Wintergale."
Anna glared for a long moment between her sister and the dragon before she groaned in frustration, "Fine, alright, I'll help you! What do we do?"
Elsa's tense for quickly relaxed, the power that sparked in her hands slowly died away, she smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Anna. We have to get her out of here and into the mountains, somewhere men and horses can't follow. She can't fly, we risk someone seeing her. We'll have to go by foot."
"Alright, let's go." Anna nodded determinedly. The three set out of their journey, wrapped in the blankets for warmth as Anna had forgotten her jacket. The storm began to pick up as the winds swept through the Arendelle forests. It was dark as thunder boomed overheard and lightning set the skies ablaze. Anna's turquoise eyes settled onto her sister, a glimmer of admiration shone in them. "You actually hatched and raised her yourself?"
Elsa froze for a moment, it had been a very long time since she'd had a real conversation with her sister. "Yes, I did."
"That's amazing, Elsa!" Anna spoke excitedly, Elsa looked at surprised a moment, looked sheepish at her words. "But I can't believe you hatched that egg, father said it had been petrified for years."
Elsa looked alarmed, "I don't know myself honestly."
Wintergale warbled at them, there was a mass of trees fallen over from the winds, the white dragon began to lead the way, easily weaving her body through the maze of broken trees. Elsa and Anna followed less gracefully, ducking and climbing over the large trunks. In a sudden strike of lightning, Elsa noticed the streak of white in Anna's strawberry blonde hair. Her heart ached at the physical remnant of her fatal mistake when they had been younger.
"Are you okay?" Anna asked suddenly startling her sister.
"Oh, yes, I'm fine." Elsa quickly said as she turned away from her. "We should keep going."
It was then they heard the sound of voices and thundering hooves over the loud winds. Then Anna and Elsa heard their father's voice leading the charge. "This way, it couldn't have gotten far!"
"They found us!" Anna whispered worriedly.
"No, they're following something else." Elsa murmured as she felt herself go numb. She heard Wintergale hiss and growl suddenly, her back raised, wings slowly beginning to open threateningly. It was then they felt the ground shake from beneath them. Elsa's eyes widened. She grabbed Anna's hand. "Run!"
They hurried through the disarray of fallen trees until they made it into a clearing, Anna and Elsa slipped in the mud as rain poured heavier and harder. The ground trembled, as a large figure shot out from the earth and hovered above them, it roared. It had a large snowy, white body with blue highlights, with blue eyes. Two powerful legs and broad wings that had large claws. It had sharp pointy teeth, and two prominent tusks in its mouth, and a long tail covered in spikes. It landed before them, easily moving on all four limbs. The dragon leapt at them, Anna screamed, Elsa covered her sister protectively. The strike never came as they heard the dragon roar in pain, and Wintergale roar furiously. Elsa watched in horror as Wintergale leapt on the dragon's back, biting and scratching.
The two dragons fought and rolled around in the mud and debris as the storm brewed overhead. Wintergale leapt away from the dragon and took a protective stance in front of Elsa and Anna. The white dragon reared up and released a series of shots in rapid succession at them, Wintergale released an explosive blast of pink, red and purple in return. The force of the collision them all hurdling in all directions.
Elsa and Anna had crashed into a tree, Elsa had taken the impact to protect her sister, her hand touched the back of her aching head, blood coated her glove. She had wanted to scream, but there was not enough breath left in her lungs. Elsa and Anna lay there dazed and disorientated. Elsa saw Wintergale laying on her side, she warbled softly, she heard a rumble of a roar as the other white dragon got to its feet, it stumbled a few times before righting itself and gave a mighty roar as it moved towards Wintergale. Elsa gasped.
"N-no," She murmured still breathless as she struggled to her feet.
"Elsa!" Anna tried to stop her. "There's nothing we can do!"
"I won't let her die!" Elsa said frantically, her hands tingled with power. Anna gasped as she pulled away when a sudden coldness met her fingers. A cool bluish smoke fell from Elsa's hands, it was ice forming at her finger tips.
"Elsa…" Anna whispered, eyes wide with fear. Elsa's heart broke at the sight of her sister's fear of her.
"I'm sorry, Anna." Elsa whispered as she hurried towards her dragon. "Hey!" She shouted at the white, angry dragon. "Over here ugly!" She yelled as the dragon growled, it charged towards her, Anna screamed her name, Wintergale roar was filled with heartache. Elsa stumbled back as the large dragon leapt at her, teeth barred, Elsa fell back hands raised, everything happened in a quick succession, her heart beat rapidly in her chest, blood roared in her ears, her fear blasted through body, ice and snow shot out of her hands in a barrage of angry icicle like spears. The dragon snarled in pain as crashed into the ground, ice shards piercing out of its underbelly.
Anna got to her feet and ran towards her sister, as did Wintergale. "Elsa!" Anna fell to the ground beside her sister, eyes frantic. Relief washed over her when she saw Elsa unharmed. "Oh, thank goodness." She hugged the unsuspecting blonde quickly and tightly. "I was so worried."
Elsa slowly returned her hug, then embraced her. "You're not scared of me?"
"I was at first, but you're my sister." Anna looked at her with a bright smile. "And I love you, Elsa."
Elsa felt tears form in her eyes, "I love you to, Anna, so much!" They heard voices approaching, Elsa looked Wintergale, she quickly released her sister and got to her feet. Moments later, King Agnarr and his men road in, Lord Asmund and Asger at his heels on their horses.
King Agnarr looked in shock to see his daughters, the fallen dragon, and the one remaining dragon behind his children. "Elsa, Anna, get away from that beast!"
"No, father, she won't hurt anyone!" Elsa ran to stand protectively in front of her dragon.
"Princess Elsa, we must slay that beast before it attacks us!" Lord Asger said heatedly.
"No!" Elsa stood her ground determinedly.
"Elsa, please." King Agnarr tried to reason with his daughter. His concern rose when saw her gloves were missing. "Calm down darling."
"Men kill that beast!" Lord Asger and Asmund instructed. The soldiers raised the lances and motioned their horses onward in an attack towards the white dragon. Wintergale growled, ready to defend herself.
"No, stop!" Elsa shouted as ice shot from her hands creating a barrier of ice between them and king, Anna and the Arendelle army. The horses reared up as men began to shout in fear of the princess's powers. Wintergale approached Elsa, warbling softly, Elsa turned and hugged her dragon tightly. "You've got to go, they'll kill you. You have to go!" Elsa pushed the dragon towards the forest. "Go, fly away, you have to go Wintergale!" The dragon crooned sadly. Elsa was crying now. "Fly away and don't ever come back, promise me!" Wintergale began to go, she looked back once, warbling sorrowfully. "Leave!" Elsa screamed at her, pushing her. Slowly she unfanned her wings and flew into the sky, with one last look, Wintergale released a plasma blast and disappeared into it.
King Agnarr and his men approached, Elsa wept for her loss.
At the castle, the royal family stood together in the throne room. King Agnarr paced back and forth. "What were you thinking, Elsa, and you Anna?" He looked at his daughters. "You two could've been killed!"
"We're fine father," Anna argued. "Elsa's dragon protected us!"
Queen Iduna looked at her children curiously, "Elsa's dragon?" She looked at her eldest daughter in confusion.
"She hatched from the egg father gave me," Elsa explained.
"That's impossible," King Agnarr spoke. "That egg has been petrified for nearly a generation."
"You said grandfather found the egg in a block of ice, maybe my powers reversed it." Elsa said as the king and queen exchanged glances.
"I know," Anna said quietly as she looked at Elsa. "Elsa's powers saved us. They killed the dragon that was killing the sheep."
"Be as that may all dragons are the enemy," King Agnarr told his daughters. He looked at Elsa almost apologetically. "Yours is no exception, Elsa."
"She's gone, she won't be back." Elsa told them coldly. "If that is all I'll return to my room." She turned and left the throne room.
Anna looked between her parents and sister, "Elsa, wait!"
In the quiet of her room, Elsa wept, Anna consoled her, and Elsa told her everything.
A few days later.
"Darling, you can't agree with what they are saying!" Queen Iduna was trembling with grief.
"My love, I wish I could fight against it. But the council, they all agree with Lord Asger, the people of Arendelle have seen Elsa's power, they are threatening to rebel, they will not accept her as their future queen." King Agnarr sighed with a heavy heart. "The people do not feel safe with her as my heir. I must send her away."
"She's our daughter," Queen Iduna argued as tears fell from her eyes. "She's my child. Who knows what those barbarians will do to her, how they will treat her!"
"Chief Stoick's son has found a way to tame the dragons, that kind of power is dangerous. We cannot fight it if they were to come and try to claim our kingdom." King Agnarr looked at his wife helplessly. "Lord Asger and the council agree its best to create an alliance through marriage, between Chief Stoick's son and Elsa. We will have our alliance, Elsa will be gone from Arendelle, and Anna will become future queen."
"This isn't right," Queen Iduna shook her head furiously, she wept openly. "How will Elsa feel, being cast out by her own family."
King Agnarr looked on sadly, "I love her, she's our daughter. But I must put the wellbeing of my people first, my love. I am their king. They look to me to lead them, to protect them. And their fear is Elsa, what
else can I do as the king. The council has voted, they are all in agreement. Elsa will marry Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third on her eighteenth birthday."
Present, Elsa, age almost eighteen…
It was several days until the winter solstice, Elsa's eighteenth birthday. It had been announced many months ago, Chief Stoick had agreed to arranged marriage long ago. The Hooligan tribe would be arriving any day now for the wedding. Queen Iduna had watched with a heavy heart as preparations had begun for their arrival, and then preparations for the wedding would begin. And then, Elsa would be leaving. Her firstborn would be gone far across the seas.
In her room Elsa sat, Anna had entered and come to sit at her side. She took her sister's hand. "How are you doing?" Anna asked softly.
"I'm fine," Elsa offered her a small smile, Anna saw right through it. Tears formed in both the sisters' eyes. Anna took Elsa into her arms and hugged her tightly. Elsa wept softly into her shoulder, "I don't want to be his queen, Anna."
"I'm so sorry, Elsa." Anna whispered and held her sister close.
End of Chapter!
It turned out a lot longer then I thought.
I hope you all enjoyed and please review if you'd like an update, and I'd love to hear your thoughts and suggestions. This universe/fandom is pretty new to me, so it may take me a few chapters to get characteristics down.
Author's Note: Wintergale (Got the name from Skyrim, cousin suggested it. I've never personally played it. I just liked the name.) yes is a light fury. The other dragon I was describing is a Snow Wraith, only one I found similar to a light fury. Elsa and the people of Arendelle would not know what kind of dragons they were as they possess little information about them, so I was trying to nail the description. Hopefully I did. I tried to go with Norse names as per Asger and Asmund, as I believe Agnarr and Iduna were Norse names.
Would love to hear your feedback! Next chapter will be more to do with Hiccup, of course.
