Hi everyone, i had a REALLY great story but it sadly erased so i'm gonna start over.
Chapter 1: Let It Go
The queen ran across the Fjords, blocking out her sister's pleas to stay. She couldn't go back, she just
couldn't. She ran into the woods, not noticing she left a trail of ice, andshe passed a young man.
"..Ice...?" the young man said as she ran. He hopped onto his reindeer and looked back, the Fjords covered
in ice- Frozen.
"Faster Sven!" he called, and shook his head feeling familiar to this situation, but was focused on what looked
like a young woman running towards the Northern Hill, where he usually collected ice.
She finally reached the top of the mountain when she wiped a tear that fell and streamed across her cheek,
Don't feel... Conceal, is what echoed through her mind right now. The king's words scared her.
The man hid between the snow, following her... majesty? Singing.
"Conceal... Don't feel... Don't let them know... Well now they know.." she sang softly.
He was amazed by her pale skin, and ice-blue orbs. "Let it go, let it go," he heard her sing but left his jaw
hanging open as she made SNOW appear from her small palms. He saw her make a cute little snowman, but when
she walked further, the snowman still sparkled, of course, he got out of his trance as his reindeer huffed.
The queen made an ice castle, singing, as she transformed withing seconds.
The young man just stood there, off of his riendeer, walking or hiding more like it, behind the young beauty
to see what she did. He slightly gasped as she trasnformed her un-personalike dress into an ice beauty.
He worried as she sounded finished, well, he knew she was going to find him sooner or later. He'd rather
it be sooner to not seem like a follower to the royal.
"The cold never bothered me anyway..." she sang and closed the door, slightly gasping at the man before her,
ice pick and rope, she panicked.
They stayed silent, obviously worried, she spoke "You know... whoever sent you oviously wanted my magic,
here... just leav-ve m-me a-lo-lone..." she whimpered as she spoke clearly and made ice cubes as big as
the man was.
"I actually didn't know you could do that until i followed you here.." he spoked, knowing he sounded like
a follower.
"And why would you be following me?" she spoked up. "Oh.. of course, since i'm the queen, i can use my magic-"
"No!" he said silently. "I actually saw ice trailing up here... of course not visible when you got to the
mountain but i followed your beautiful- i mean nice singing. I love ice so... yeah.. you can figure." he
said awkwardly as he scratched his head. "Oh.. well, you may leave, tell everyone, or what you wish,
It really doesn't matter what hapens to me at all.." she said hopelessly opening the balcony doors and
leaning on the balcony, arms crossed.
He coughed, "I actually don't have any real family, or house, so you shouldn't worry about me. In fact,
you should worry about this castle, it's amazing." he said joining her.
"You don't know how much i would wish for your position.. i've been isolated, hidden, and barely know
anything about life, let alone my parents died a couple of years ago-"
"Like me." he interrupted. "Except, i might know a few tricks about the outdoors, and heck, i never even
knew let alone have ever seen my parents.
"Well... i don't trust people but you've gotten on my good side-"
"Kristoff. Kristoff Bjordman." he said. He sat down in between the balcony bars and positioned her to sit
next to her. After that, they talked for hours.
She yawned and got up, "Elsa." she said simply. "Come on, you must've been cold, i'll make you a bedroom,
for you and Sven." she smiled forcely. "Well... technically i'm gonna sleep in ice.. so it doesn't really..."
The queen laughed. "I'm sure we can think of something..."