A/N:
Hi everyone, 333 333 here, welcome to my story: Winter white tears.
Let me just start by saying that this is an ElsAnna fan fiction. If you are not into that sort of thing, it would probably be best if you stopped reading now… :D
Ok next thing; this is my very first piece of writing ever, so I don't have any kind of writing style or anything like that, so again; if you don't enjoy this first chapter I would recommend stop reading because I can't guarantee it'll get any better…
Also I don't have a beta reader, so if anyone wants to volunteer and show me the ropes, I would be very grateful. :D
Ok, so I saw the movie frozen only in 2016… I know right… It took me that long xD. Anyway right after I started reading all the AMAZING ElsAnna fan fictions out there.
Great job guys they are all so good, I only wish I could write as well as some of you :D.
And after a while I got an idea for my own story, so despite my lack in anything writing; I've decided to give it a go and see if I can get my story out there.
Be warned: this story is slightly different to most of them out there. It is a slow burner but there will be ElsAnna fluff (as best as I can manage).
I know where I want to go with this story and what it needs to lead up to, but as it is I am figuring out the path to get there as I go along :D. Not sure if this is common when writing because as I mentioned before I am a complete novice.
Winter White Tears is an AU of frozen, taking place at the same time of the movie.
(My deepest and sincerest apologies if this name has already been used; if so please leave me a message and I will change it immediately)
I hope to update once a week.
Please let me know what you think. Leave me a review; tell me if it's terrible and I'll take it down or if it's any good and I'll bring the updates in sooner.
P.S: just registered onto fanfiction so it might take me a while to figure out how to reply to reviews etc. xD.
Also hopefully in a few days' time I will have an account on archiveofourown(AO3) where I will also post this fan fiction.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Disney, frozen and all their characters included… and probably never will (one can always dream though xD).
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Epilogue:
A long time ago, there existed, high in the heavens, a goddess with the ability to see into the future. There she observed the life of a princess. After many years of watching this future unfold, the goddess eventually fell in love with her. Knowing of her imminent existence, the goddess decided to trade her memories of her current life in the heavens, to be born into the real world. In her haste to be with the mortal she fell in love with, she overlooked two important aspects: The first was that her presence as a goddess in the real world would alter the course of the future.
And the second…
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Chapter 1:
"Elsa..."
"Elsa...?"
Please... can't I just be left alone? Elsa thought to herself as the familiar voice came from down the hall way.
Today was Wednesday. She was sitting at a small desk in the far corner of the library, a book in hand, trying to devour the pages of all the information they had to offer.
This was her domain, she was here in this corner of this room more often than not, reading and studying, and keeping to herself.
Elsa preferred to be alone, this way at least she couldn't hurt anyone.
After all these years of failed attempts to control her little 'problem', she preferred to not take any chances. Besides even if by some small chance, she didn't hurt anyone, the staff in the castle as well as her family and well, just about everyone she had ever met; fears what she can do.
She hates the way everyone tiptoes around her, fearing that if they say the wrong thing they might anger the 'ice witch'.
Everyone that is, except the man calling to her down the hallway this very moment.
That's not to say she was all that exited to be in his company, or that of anyone for that matter.
But Hans seems to be the only person who treats her with some modicum of normalcy, and for that she has been forever grateful.
Even when Elsa was introduced into the family, she could sense that they all kept her at a distance, with looks of distrust and trepidation…
All, except the boy with bright orange-red hair, who strolled right up to her and said 'hi' with a smile on his face.
Even to this day Elsa is not sure why she, of all people, the 'ice witch', was adopted by the king of the southern isles himself.
The queen Liera, use to say it was because she was special and someone like her shouldn't live on the streets.
But even the kind queen couldn't hide her fear of the girl at times. This made Elsa doubt the queens words, for why adopt someone you were afraid of?
Elsa heard Hans enter into the library and head towards her corner.
The anxiety building up as he drew closer to her was presented in reality, noticeable by the sudden drop in the room temperature. She hated it, a little anxiousness and it gets colder buy 10°; just another reminder of how little control she actually had.
"Elsa there you are", Hans said with a smile, and ever so slight shiver that didn't go unnoticed by Elsa.
Conceal, don't feel, Elsa chanted to herself, putting on her usual smile; the one she used for Hans. They were all just for show but the one she used for Hans was probably the most convincing, given the fact that Hans was the only one she could stand to be around. She seemed to have at least some semblance of control around him... well control as in: she doesn't freeze him on sight.
Even after all these people had done for her she still couldn't find it in herself to feel happy, I guess living in constant fear that you might hurt someone just from being near them would do that to a person.
"Your majesty, how can I assist you this morning" Elsa said in her best formal tone, giving a slight curtsy while simultaneously putting just a little distance between them.
Hans smile dipped a little.
"Elsa, please, how many time must I say; call me Hans, OK? Don't you think it's a little formal to call your fiancé by their title, especially when only in the company of each other?" Hans said in a reassuring tone, hints of his smile still on his face.
Fiancé. That's right. Elsa was to marry Hans in four days' time.
Elsa had known this was coming since she was 15 and yet here she stood, still feeling as unprepared as she had the day the information was bestowed upon her.
When she had first been presented with the news, she was confused as to how and why a Prince of royal station was to marry her: an orphaned girl adopted into their family. After those questions had been explained away with answers like, he's the 13th in line, and there is no one else, and he seems to like you a lot, she was then burdened by another question…
Can she get her 'problem' under control before that time? Otherwise how could she be near her husband without the risk of hurting him? How could she enjoy meals with him and the family? How would they share a wedding kiss...? How could she be in the same bed as him?
Those questions make her feel sick to her stomach, from the aforementioned anxiety of hurting anyone, as well as something else she couldn't quite place.
"Hans, right... I'm sorry. I'm just so used to the formalities; it's just taking me a while to break the habit." Elsa said with an apologetic smile.
Hans perked back up at this.
"Hey, don't worry about it Elsie, give it a little time and soon you'll be coming up with a nickname for me… like 'Ha'" Hans, retorted, chucking at his own joke.
Elsa inwardly cringed, at the nickname, the joke or just the whole scene, she wasn't quite sure?
"So, what is it that you wish to ask of me?"
Hans smile crept back onto his face, "Supper is going to be served in the great hall today, and well I know you don't like being around lots of people but… maybe you want to join us this time… for me?"
The smile Elsa had been holding up, slipped away. Gone was her ability to hold up the facade in that moment.
"Hans, you know I can't. My powers, they are just too unpredictable. I just can't risk hurting you or your family." Elsa expressed with a saddened countenance.
"That's OK you don't have to come to an answer just yet" Hans continued, ignoring Elsa's previous statement. "Just know that i am down there and would like it if you would come by." Hans said still smiling.
Elsa looked at him with a sad face. She was just about to apologize again for not being able to attend, when he stared speaking again.
"Well, I must be going, there is an important state meeting now, that I hope is over before our dinner date. See you supper time Elsie."
Hans left with his hand waving above his head, leaving Elsa to wallow in the fact that she would have to deny her fiancé his request, yet again.
As much as she liked the man for not being deathly afraid of her, he seemed to not fully grasp the fact that Elsa didn't have control over her ice. That she was dangerous. Either that or he didn't believe her: both possibilities made her uneasy.
Elsa returned to her small desk in the corner and continued to read her book titled: 'The Mysteries of Magic'.
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Later that night, Elsa summoned the servant who was assigned to her and got her to fetch her some supper from the great hall, with apologies for her absence. The servant, Lora, was basically just there to bring her anything she needed and clean her room. Elsa never let her in her room when she was there, rather talking to her through the slightly ajar door.
Once Elsa had finished her food, she went to her wardrobe to get her sleeping attire. She had become accustomed to changing herself, while other royalty had servants assist with dressing, Elsa did it by herself.
Eventually, after she had kept refusing any servants or assistance for the first few months of her stay in the castle, the queen had commissioned the tailors to make her garments with conveniently available straps and string, for easy access to the wearer.
Elsa was ready for bed but not having done much in the way of physical exertion that day she was feeling slightly restless. Making up her mind, Elsa grabbed one of the lit lanterns and proceeded down the dark hallway, heading to her precious domain, where she would return to reading her book.
As she rounded the last corner just before the library, she could have sworn she saw someone just slip past the far corridor down into the stairwell. This gave Elsa momentary pause. Technically she was allowed to be anywhere in the castle at any time, that was her right as part of the royal family. But right now the last thing she needed was to run into one of the servants at this late hour, or worse, Hans. It would just raise questions she didn't think she had suitable answers for. Granted reading in the library wasn't a crime, but it was late and she was supposed to be preparing for the wedding these next few days; well, as much preparing as one could do hold up in her bedroom or the library. Also more importantly, she didn't want to endanger anyone.
She pressed on once she saw the coast was clear, still being cautionary, if someone was to accidentally give her a scare she couldn't guarantee their well-being.
Once inside her safe haven, she put the lantern down on her little desk in the corner, it being the only light source in the vicinity.
She scanned the shelves; looking for the place she left her book.
As she removed it, she noticed a small piece of paper slip out onto the floor.
With a questioning look on her face she reached down and picked it up.
The temperature immediately dropped to below freezing, Elsa stood with the piece of paper in trembling hands, her face; one of complete shock, and even whiter than her usual snow kissed skin.
The paper read:
'Elsa, if you are reading this, please don't freak out, but I need to meet with you in private. I can't tell you who I am, yet, but I beg that you listen. Meet me in the place you feel most at home at midnight Thursday. All I can say is this meeting is of the utmost importance.'
This must be some kind of joke... right? I mean, what kind of information would someone need to give her directly; privately; without the knowledge of the King or the rest of the royal family knowing about it?
This person told her to meet them in the place she felt most at home, the library? How could anyone know that besides her?
Elsa wanted to believe her eyes were playing tricks on her, but after reading it for the third time, without any change in the results; she finally came to terms that this was indeed a letter meant for her and her alone.
A sense of total unease swept through her body, fluctuating in waves of anxiety and in turn; cold, sharp, icicles that started to spread like wild-fire from where she stood, covering the entire library floor. This however went unnoticed by Elsa as she was still trying to come to terms with what to do about this new piece of information.
Well of course she knew what she was going to do… tomorrow she was going to report it to the King and he would have his personal guards investigate what this is all about.
Having completely lost her desire to read, Elsa decided that it was probably best to get some rest and deal with this when she felt less stressed out. Some sleep would do her well, if only to stave of the building anxiety.
She turned to reach for her lamp but soon noticed the new display she had made that spread across her immediate path. A grimace formed across her face as she drew her hands to her chest. She was going to have a tough time trying to explaining this one. She managed to weave her way through the mini-maze to her lantern, still aglow on the desk, before swiftly exiting the room and heading back towards her own bedroom, paper still in hand.
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Elsa had a hard time sleeping that night. Her mind kept on wondering back to the letter, wondering who it might have come from, and more importantly, why they needed to meet with her?
The letter had said that they wanted to meet midnight, Thursday. That was tomorrow, so she assumed that whoever had dropped off the note, was counting on her to get it tomorrow. She couldn't help but wonder if that figure she had seen in the passageway that night, was maybe the person in question. She tried to recall anything about the shadow in the dark, but it was just that; too dark in that hallway to have seen whomever it might have been.
And also, this person seemed to know things, things that only she should know. Things like; 'the place where you feel most at home', how could anyone know that besides herself? And another thing; how is it that this person knew where to leave the note, It was perfectly wedged between her book and another. This person knew exactly where she would be able to find it. It unsettled Elsa to no end. If someone so happened to pass Elsa's room in her moments of thought, they would have felt the significant drop in temperature.
Elsa eventually fell asleep that night, uneasy thoughts still littering her mind.
That night she dreamt…
Flashes of snow and ice, people frozen around her, and was that… red hair? As she cascaded through her dreams, her mind gave into a strange sense of déjà vu; she felt both an intense sense of foreboding as well as a deep peace flow through her body. She couldn't tell if she enjoyed the feeling or not, but she did feel like it was somehow a part of her, a part of her that she felt she was missing but didn't know it until this point. In the end it didn't matter; she would forget it as soon as she woke the next day.
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A/N: Do not fear viewers: things will start to make more sense in the next chapter. We will also be introduced to Anna next chapter.
i have written the next chapter already which i will post next week or upon request.
Take care all.
333 333 out.