Chapter 1 The Beginning

It was after I had struck Anna in the head with my ice powers. I had moved into my own room and couldn't let anyone in besides my parents. I could hear Anna on the other side of the door asking me if I wanted to build a snowman with her. I told her to go away and she did, sounding very disappointed and lonely. I was also very lonely, until one day I was looking out my window and heard someone knock on my door. But this time it wasn't Anna, it was my father.

"Elsa, you have a visitor," he said.

"I thought you said I wasn't allowed visitors," I replied without turning from the window.

"This is different."

Turning from the window, I saw that beside my father was a young man, younger than my father. He wore a blue sweater and brown pants that didn't go quite to his ankles; in his hand was a thin staff as tall as he that curved at the top. Atop his head was a wild mass of white hair and his eyes were a striking bright blue. I noticed that frost seemed to be sprinkled all over his clothes and his staff was covered with the sparkling white ice.

The young man dipped his head to me. "Greetings, Elsa. My name is Jack Frost. I have come to help you with your powers."

My eyebrows shot up. "How did you know I had powers in the first place?"

Jack smiled. "A good friend of mine sent me."

Father backed towards the closed door. "I can see you won't be needing me anymore. I'll leave you two alone." He quickly left the room and shut the door.

"So you can see me?" Jack asked me.

"Yes, why?"

"Only those who believe in me can see me." Jack explained.

"I must believe in you then," I concluded.

"Now, to start on controlling your powers," Jack instructed.

Weeks turned into months, and months into years. Every time winter rolled around and Anna asked me if I wanted to play with her, it was all I could do to not cry out; "Yes I do! But I don't want to hurt you again!" I simply chose to say nothing and she eventually went away.

As it turned out, Jack had the same powers as me, although he didn't seem to get any older; his power came mainly from the staff he kept in his hand all the time, and as long as he held onto it, he could fly! As the years passed, Jack and I grew very close. In winter I watched him from my window as he put frost all over the trees and one time he froze my window so I couldn't see anything out of it. I laughed.

When I was about eighteen, Father told me that he and Mother had to take a trip for about two weeks overseas.

"Do you have to go?" I asked.

"You'll be fine, Elsa," Father tried to assure me. "Jack will take good care of you."

Jack dipped his head. "As you wish Your Majesty. I will look after her until you return."

Only, my parents didn't return. Jack told me that the ship was caught in a storm, and after flying over the remains of the ship, he reported that there were no survivors. I knew Anna would go to the funeral, but however much I wanted to go, I knew I couldn't. What if I hurt someone again? So I just sat in my room and talked to Jack.

"You know you'll be coronated queen soon," Jack reminded me as he sat down next to me.

"Now?"

"No, not now. Not until you turn twenty-one."

"Three more years," I whispered to myself. "Three more years to be a princess, and then I'll be queen."

"That's right," Jack put a hand on my shoulder. "And I'll be with you every step of the way."

I smiled faintly. "Thanks Jack. Hey, can I ask you a question?"

Now it was Jack's turn to smile. "Of course!"

"That first day when we met, I'm guessing my father showed you to my room."

"Yes, that's right. Now what's the question?"

"Did anyone else see you with my father?"

Jack sighed. "No, but I saw them. Your father didn't even see me at first."

Now that took me by surprise. "Really? But he led you to my room!"

"That doesn't mean he saw me. He only saw the frost on the water when I landed on the fjord when he was walking beside it. He must've known it couldn't have come from you since you were in your room. He also must have heard of me because he immediately asked if I wanted to see you. I couldn't nod my head because he couldn't see me, and I couldn't answer because he wouldn't hear me, so I took a step toward him, indicating that, yes, I did want to see you."

"But how did you know I had powers in the first place? And how did you know I lived in Arendelle?"

"The moon told me so," he simply answered, smiling again.