There were three times when Lukas Bondevik met Queen Elsa of Arendelle.

And this was the first.


"Elsa! Mommy just told me that we're going to have a guest over here! It's a very special man, Mommy said, and he's coming with his brother and his best friend! Daddy said you're allowed to use magic!" five-year-old Princess Anna of Arendelle squealed, clasping her hands in front of her chest as she stood in front of her elder sister's room.

Princess Elsa, who was currently eight years of age, opened the door, her blue eyes sparkling with delight. She hadn't been allowed to show anyone her magic before (not including Anna and their parents, of course). "Really?" she asked excitedly. Anna nodded enthusiastically, and grabbed Elsa's hand, dragging her to the room where they would be meeting the three.

Their mother, Queen Elise of Arendelle, smiled warmly as the children entered. She was dressed grandly, her chocolate hair twisted up in a bun and her blue eyes shining. She looked every inch a queen. Elsa self consciously looked down at herself. She just looked like a normal town child.

She hurried out of the room, saying, "Mommy, I'm going to get changed!" and raced to her room, extremely excited.

In her room, Elsa picked the dress which was the best looking and the most princess-like. The upper half of the dress was a light purple colour with a flower embroidered in gold and the lower half, the skirt, was a deep purplish blue. At the hem of the dress was a pretty snowflake embroidered in frosty blue. It was, in Elsa's opinion, the best dress in the world.

She hurried back to where her mother was waiting, hoping that the three men were not there, yet. They were not, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

A minute later, their father, King Anderson of Arendelle, came in. His hair was light brown, and they matched the colour of his bright eyes. He gave his wife and the two young girls a brief nod, which meant 'They are here'.

Feeling both excitement and nervousness well up in her, Elsa stood up and followed her parents, who started to walk towards the door that led out to the main gate, Anna bouncing up and down behind her.

Anderson pushed the gate open, and Elsa held her breath. She could currently see only the feet of the new arrivals, so she immediately lifted her head to study their faces, her blue eyes wide and curious.

The youngest of the three looked around fifteen. He was not smiling, but he was not frowning either. He was pale, with silver- yes, silver- hair and brilliant lilac eyes. His eyebrows her set in a manner that made him look slightly thoughtful, and his eyes shone with an unknown emotion. He had a deep purple cloak over a white dress shirt and light brown pants, with the hem tucked in his long white boots. He wore white gloves.

The oldest of the three looked around twenty one. He wore a slightly crazy yet energetic smile and his huge frame made Elsa suddenly seem extremely small. He had laughing, eager eyes that resembled the sunny sky and crazy, gravity-defying gold hair. Just looking at him made Elsa smile. He wore a raven black cloak over a dark red shirt and long black pants. He, too, wore boots, but they were black with red 'collars'. He was slightly intimidating.

Then there was the one in the middle.

Elsa felt unusually connected to him, as if she should know him like she knew chocolate (which she knew all right). He had a mysterious aura around him, like the spikey-haired one had a bright one.

He looked around nineteen or twenty, and he was around seven centimetres shorter than the oldest one, and looked extremely feminine. The man was pale, paler than the youngest, who was definitely his brother. If 'Handsome' were the word to describe the other two, the word would have to be twisted to describe this man. It would become 'Beautiful'. He had pale gold hair and deep, emotionless eyes the same colour as the skirt of Elsa's dress. He wore a deep blue cloak over a lighter blue outfit that looked suspiciously like a sailor suit. His boots were also a deep blue. He was frowning slightly.

The pale man bowed graciously, his slight figure bending down like how a dancer's would. "Your Majesty," he spoke in a slightly reverent tone, his voice deeper and richer than Elsa would expect.

King Anderson gave him a warm smile. "I am assuming you are Lukas Bondevik, sir?" he asked.

"Yes, that would be me. This is my younger brother, Emil, and my annoying companion is Matthias."

The golden-haired man, Matthias, gave Lukas a friendly nudge, and offered the King, Queen and the two Princesses a wide smile. "What he means is that I'm the best friend ever!" he laughed.

Lukas shot him a cold glare. "Have more respect. This is the King and Queen," he hissed, his tone slightly threatening. Elsa, who would have been apologizing and bowing if she were him, was surprised that Matthias just laughed lightly and gave Elsa's parents a sweeping bow.

Emil mimicked his gesture, bowing deeply and letting a smile grace his features. Elsa and Anna's parents just nodded and stepped away, beckoning for them to enter. Once the three guests were in, Elise introduced the young girls.

"This is our younger daughter, Anna. She is five this year," the Queen said, smiling at Anna who was clearly excited. "And this is our ice princess, our older daughter, Elsa. She is seven this year." Elsa gave the three a small, nervous smile.

Matthias gave the royal family a big grin and threw an arm around Lukas, and proudly announced that 'Lukie is my ice princess, then!' In which the other man replied frostily, "Shut up, you idiot." Lukas then turned to face Elsa, his deep blue eyes studying her intently. Elsa suddenly felt frightened.

"Is this the one who is able to wield magic with snow and ice?" he asked quietly. Elise looked slightly surprise, but nodded. Elsa, still feeling slightly scared, smiled both nervously and shyly.

The King and Queen led the three men into the castle. Lukas and Emil were completely calm and silent, while Matthias was loud and excitable, asking Anna many questions, which she enthusiastically answered. Most of Matthias' responses were 'Cool!' and 'Awesome!' but some he replied with a thoughtful, 'Hm'.

Once they were in a big room with another small room beside it, Elise and Anderson immediately led Lukas and Matthias into the small room, and Emil decided to linger in the small room. Elsa and Anna were forbidden to enter the small, soundproof room.

Since Emil did not look like he was going to speak a lot at that moment, Anna tried (and failed) to create a conversation. Believing she could do better, Elsa strode over to the older man and said in her most princess-like manner, "Could you tell us about yourself, Mister Emil?"

Emil gave them a nonchalant shrug. "As you know, Lukas is my brother. He's not my real brother though. He took me in when I had lost my parents. Matthias always visits Lukas, along with Berwald, who is Lukas' other friend. The three were childhood friends, and Lukas and Berwald like to tease Matthias a lot. Lukas knows how to do magic, like you, Princess Elsa, but his magic is more general."

Elsa's sky blue eyes sparkled. "Do you know how to do magic, Mister Emil?" she asked, slightly breathlessly. Emil shook his head, stating that he was trying (and failing) to learn.

"Anna tried to do magic once. She couldn't though," Elsa thought aloud. Anna, who blushed slightly, poked her older sister. "Do the magic! Do the magic!" she prompted.

Elsa giggled, then turned to Emil, who shrugged. Nodding to herself, Elsa rubbed two fingers together slightly and a magic snowflake appeared. "Ooooooh..." Anna crooned, as enchanted as always. Emil looked slightly amazed at the sparkling snowflake. He told them that Lukas never did anything like that before, and that he did magic only when he needed to.

Elsa threw the snowflake up and, when it hit the ceiling, it burst into sparkles, and it started to snow, even though the temperature did not change. Emil, who seemed to be struggling with himself, reached out to touch a snowflake. Then, when another floated down, he leaped up and caught it. He laughed when he opened his palm, the snowflake still in shape.

"I like this kind of magic," Elsa heard Emil murmur. "Lukas never does this."

Soon, Elsa, Emil and Anna were all laughing and catching snowflakes, and Emil's dignity was definitely forgotten.

A few minutes later, the door of the small room opened, and the four people who stepped out stared at the three laughing and playing in the snow. Matthias did not hesitate to join in, shouting, "All right!" Lukas was slightly hesitant, but Matthias grabbed his arm and dragged him onto the snow.

Elsa beamed at her parents, who laughed and exchanged amused looks, and Lukas had a small smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly, there were swirls of orange snaking up the room and there was a faint but familiar crackling sound. Everyone turned their head in surprise to stare at Lukas. He held fire in his hands, and Matthias was giggling- yes, giggling- and poking at it. "Now make snowflakes made of fire!" he said eagerly.

Lukas sighed, exasperated, but he did just that. "Only this once," he said icily, shooting a glare at Matthias. "Only this once."

And the room stayed like that for half an hour. Everyone in the room was smiling. Well, except Lukas, but his lips curved slightly upwards.

Once, Anna ran up to Elsa. "I just remembered! I heard a rumour about Mister Lukas! They say he's immortal!" she said excitedly. Elsa gave a light laugh. "Anna, don't listen to rumours! It's impossible for anyone to be immortal!"

Anna's eyes shone as she asked, "Elsa, would you like to be immortal? I do!"

"Of course I do!" Elsa said dreamily. Not being able to die... it seemed too good to be true. If she was immortal she wouldn't be able to grow old and could stay young and pretty forever! "Who doesn't?"

Anna gave a shrug, before leaping in the air and catching a particularly large snowflake. "Look! It's so big!" she shouted.

And then half an hour passed by.

Before the three men left, Lukas stopped and turned to look at Elsa. He took her gently by the hand, and led her away from the group.

"Elsa," he said softly. "Something is about to happen. I do not know what it is, nor can I find out what. But it will happen soon. But do not worry," he added, looking at Elsa's wide, anxious eyes. "It will not end badly. Nor will it end well. But remember this, Princess Elsa, soon-to-be Queen. The moment when you think all hope is lost is the moment when hope has never been stronger."

And with these words, he was gone.


And the memory of Lukas Bondevik, Emil Steilsson and Matthias Kohler was eagerly hung on by Princess Elsa that night.

The next day, she would be woken up by her sister, who would insist for her to play.

She would work her wondrous magic, create her beautiful snow.

And the accident would happen.

And the memory that Princess Elsa of Arendelle had been determined to keep eventually faded from her mind in less than a week of her isolation.

Then, of course, came the second time where Princess Elsa met Lukas Bondevik.