A Sequel to Frozen

by Brigitta Pekelharing

When the trolls are attacked by an unknown enemy, Kristoff and his new bride Anna, determine to set off after them. Refusing to abandon her sister and people Elsa opts to go with, but is soon left with little choice but to also take Prince Hans, who claims to know the enemy and is professing his repentance.

1. Chapter One

Welcome to my fanfic for Frozen! I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One: Wedding Preparation

I close my eyes and try to sleep. It doesn't work. The chill around me is not the frozen touch of my hand, it's the realization of what is coming to me. Of what the morrow will bring.

I'm happy for her, truly! And I have approved him, but it's going to change things and be lonely. Anna will be married and I'll be alone.

Sleep is no good, I slide out of bed and move to the curtained window. Slowly I draw back the shade. It's still dark outside and I breath deeply. I always knew she'd be first.

I try relax and to further this effort I let a spiral of pretty ice sail into the air. It just touches the ceiling above me and then softly glides down. I tap my bare foot lightly near it. The gleam of ice encircles my toes, it's cold, but I like it. It's soothing too! I tap lightly, feeling a rhythmic beat with the soft crunch of ice.

You are going away

But I know you'll stay

This is a mix of feeling, welling up inside

It can not burst out, held back by pride

I know this is what you want, it's gonner make you glad

I know this is what I want, but it's gonner make me sad

And I'm gonner weep here alone

Tired of being on my own

But I'll let you go

I love you so

Try a mix of feeling, strangled and trapped

Try a heart that's always been mapped

Beat your foot to a rhythmic tune

Gaze up at the dead silent moon

Try to sing it all whizzing far away

Try to keep back heart breaking day

Oooh! Keep back that heart breaking day

Tap lightly on the floor

Gotter keep this beat some more

Crazy that you found someone before me

Elders first, that the usual, see?

You always run into all you can

You're not one to hide behind the fan

You wouldn't leave me to cry

Even to moan or sigh

You are there for me whenever I'm low

I understand, you love me so

Try a mix of feeling, strangled and trapped

Try a heart of courage that's nev'r been sapped

Beat your foot to a rhythmic tune

Gaze up at the dead silent moon

Try to sing it all whizzing far away

Try to keep back heart breaking day

Oooh! Keep back that heart breaking day

Now I slow down to a halt

Somethings end, that's no one's fault

Life can't go on, unbent unchanging

It's far to fitful and rearranging

But I know you'll stick by no matter what

No matter if things change a little or a lot

Dawn will come and morning too

But nothing will change the way I love you

Try a mix of feeling, strangled and trapped

Try a heart that's always been mapped

Beat your foot to a rhythmic dawn

Gaze up at the brisk, early morn

I've sang it all, whizzing far away

I'm forcing back heart breaking day

Oooh! Forcing back, forcing back...

That heart breaking day

A long breath follows. I feel better now and slip back to bed, I'm ready to face the dawn and what must come with it. I close my eyes and sleep comes almost at once. It brings me safely away, to a land where they are no dreams.

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Morning. And with it...

The wedding!

It's almost like a toll to me to hear those words, but I'm up and dressed in no time. I wear a long sleeved dress of light purple, with a chiffon overlay and deep purple jewels scattered across it. I quietly place my crown on my head. I don't like it too well, but I must wear it at times.

I turn to the door and taking my stately gate with me open it and prepare to head to Anna's room, just across the corridor. There is no need. I have hardly crossed the threshold when a tumble of white dress and lace flies into my arms, crying out:

'It's wedding day! It's wedding day! It's wedding day! Oh Elsa, it's my wedding day!'

I laugh. Anna is one of the only people in the world who get me to laugh.

'Anna,' I only say her name and we hug one another tightly.

When we let go, I see that her pearl necklace has gone awry and that her long veil has a knot in it. Only Anna can get a knot in a lace veil.

'What have you done to your veil?' I ask, half laughing.

Anna begins to bubble,' I don't really know!' she says.' It might have happened while I was brushing my hair, I had put my veil on see and then realized I hadn't brushed so tried to do it with the veil on! That didn't go too well and so I took it off and I suppose it got muddled with my blankets, cause I was diving among them for quite a while before I found it.'

'Stand still and I can right it,' I say.

I take up the veil and begin to gently untie the knot. I haven't managed to get far when another ball of white is launched through the air, this time hitting the bride herself.

'Anna!' says a joyful voice and I don't need to look up to know that it belongs to Olaf.' I'm going to be the first to kiss the bride,' decides Olaf and leans forward for this purpose. He is foiled by the fact that his head falls off.

Panic is instant.' I can't go to the wedding looking like this!' wails Olaf,' help! Someone! I'm running out of air!'

Anna has already bent and picking up his head she replaces it on his body, giving him a teasing look.

'Oh,' he says,' I seem to be fine,' he moves his legs about,' yup,' he states,' I can feel 'em. Now a kiss for the bride...'

He still doesn't get the pleasure. Anna has at this moment spotted Kristoff coming up toward the palace and fearing lest he see her in her wedding dress, through the large windows, she makes a dive forward, almost dropping Olaf and swinging me along as I still have a clasp on her veil. I knock into her and she into my bedroom door frame, while Olaf is once again decapitated.

Anna, as always, is the first to recover. She catches up Olaf's head and graping my hand rushes us all into my room. She tosses Olaf onto my bed and throws herself backward into the door to shut it.

'Everyone okay?' she asks.

Olaf's body sits up and his head says,' hey a little help again!'

I move over and while placing his head back on comment to Anna,' your nose is going to bruise.'

'Oh no! Not today!' Anna rushes to my mirror and begins to tap her nose.

I open my hand and conjure up a piece of ice which I bring to her,' this should help,' I say.

'Elsa, you are a life saver!' she cries and taking it she places it on her nose and continues to look anxiously in the mirror.

Olaf bounces off the bed and says brightly,' I'll go and talk to Sven... er Kristoff and ask him why he is here, don't worry, I can handle any questions he has, your majesty,' bowing to me,' can trust me.'

Olaf waddles out and I glance at Anna,' I think Kristoff might need me,' I say,' you mind your nose, I'll be back.'

She nodded,' quiet perfect!' she says,' and tell him I swear I won't trip on my dress, so he doesn't need to worry and...'

I laugh,' I don't think he is worrying over that,' I say. As if he would, he loves Anna and he loves the darling, tumbler that she is. He wouldn't mind if she tripped, he'd just catch her.

I move out the room, shutting the door behind me and head off toward the stairs. I hear Olaf voice as I reach the stairs. He is halfway down and addresses Kristoff, who is hovering uncertainly in the hall.

'Hello Kristoff,' says Olaf in a sing-song voice, then he drops and changes his tone to a loud whisper,' what are you doing here? You threw the bride into a panic, just when I was about to kiss her too.'

'That's my place,' says Kristoff, brushing blonde hair from his eyes. He looks up then and sees me,' oh, er... Queen Elsa,' he says,' um... er... how do you find yourself?'

I smile, regal as ever,' I find myself well,' I say,' but why are you here? We were only to see you at the church.'

'I've had a minor hiccup,' admits Kristoff,' my coat button came off. I was going to leave it, but Sven didn't think it right.'

I want to laugh as he holds out the button in his hand. Kristoff never looked so awkward as he does now, dressed up a jacket and waistcoat. He doesn't know how to wear them, or how to look presentable. He is too wild and has been alone too long, unless you count the company of Sven.

'Give your coat to one of the servants,' I say,' they'll mend it, I must go up and help Anna with her hair.'

He nods and turns away, then stops and looks round at me,' how does she look?' he asks.

I pause, I can't express how she looks. It means too much to me. I find utterance in a single word,' beautiful,' I say.

Love shines in his eyes and giving me a respectful bow he moves to the side door and exits. I look after him. I know I can trust him to love her always, but it's still hard to let her go.

Olaf has been silent and I now become aware that he is staring fixedly at me,' I'm staying,' he says, patting my arm.

It does me so much good. He is a creature of ice, like me, but there is sun in his heart,' I know you will little guy,' I say and bending I kiss his head.

He gives me his big grin, showing his huge teeth.

'Please go and see to the decorations,' I say.

He nods, happy to be useful and sails off in the same direction as Kristoff. I hear his voice calling after him,' wait for me Sven-Kristoff-donkey-looking-man.'

I turn to go the way I came. Then I hear a voice behind me.

'Queen Elsa.'

I turn. It's a messenger, who stands holding out a envelope in his hand.

'What is it?' I ask.

'A letter come for you,' he says,' from the Southern Isles.'

I stare at him,' from where?' I ask.

In answer he holds it out to me. My ears did not deceive me. The back of the envelope clearly denotes that it is from the Southern Isles.

I tear the note open, feeling absurdly uneasy. The words on it hit me and make my mind begin to ask a thousand questions.

It is a formal, polite request from prisoner Hans. He wants to come to Arendelle and for the purpose of seeing me.

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