Crystal: Hi everyone! WE ARE BACK! Rose started this sequel (cuz we figured 10 WHOLE CHAPPIES is enough for one story… wait that's the reason right? ROSE! *calls to Rose* ROSE COME OUT! * goes backstage and pushes Rose out*

Rosegold: Hey, hey, hey! If you liked our previous story, 'The Frost Queen' then here is some more where that came from! We have worked so hard on this story like you don't even know what we've been through for you guys...

Crystal: If you guys are wondering why we are the only ones writing now it's cuz the others aren't on. Nike will be though... OH HERE SHE COMES!

Nike: OMG, I FOUND ITTTTTT, LIKE TEN MINUTES LATER! :P

Crystal: Found what? YOU KNOW WHAT? Forget about it...

Nike: This Document.

Crystal: OKAY peeps listen up! If you decide to read this story, YOU MUST REVIEW it, okay? That way we will make OUR STORIES BETTER! MHAHAHA!

Rosegold: Yes. Yes. Yes. Review, Favorite, and Follow! R.F.F!

Nike: And if you don't, we'll start making incentives. Such as, two reviews for the next chapter.

Rosegold: Oooh that's harsh… But sounds good! So you guys better review!

Crystal: YUP! And if you do, you will get… COOKIES! (::)(::)(::) *passes them out to the crowd* YAY! Oh yeah, the cookies are… hmm… blue chocolate chip?

Rosegold: Of cowse what other flavor would they be

TinLights: YAY IM ON AND IM HAPPY.

Disclaimer: Yup! You've guessed it! Frozen isn't ours to own. :(

IMPORTANT NOTE: WE CHANGED PARTS OF 'The Frost Queen'! CHAPTERS 10 AND EPILOGUE! VERY CRUCIAL DETAILS WERE CHANGED! WE SUGGEST THAT YOU REVISIT THAT!

Prologue

"She's a witch! Burn her at the stake! Make her pay for her sins!" Townspeople's calls echoed in the frostbitten air. Elsa ran out into the snow-laden forest.

They know. They know about my powers! Elsa tried to stop the panic from rising. She couldn't do anything but run away from the place she had called home for many years, run away from Vandavia. But where was she going to go? There was no place for her to go. Elsa didn't dare look over her shoulder, back at where the kingdom was. She could hear the feet of hundreds running, trying to capture her.

She ran and ran and ran until she came to another forest, a different one. The sun was starting to set, and she was very tired - she had been running all day. Elsa drowsily looked back over her shoulder. There were no more townspeople, no more Vandavia. She decided to stop in an empty space surrounded by trees. It looked as empty as her heart felt. Elsa didn't know what else to do at this point, so she built a temporary shelter. She built a small igloo out of ice. Wearily, Elsa stumbled through the opening. It strangely felt cozy on the inside of the igloo, despite the acres of bare, dangerous land on the outside. Elsa immediately dropped on the floor, not caring how cold she was, and started to sleep.

Fire was everywhere, surrounding her. Elsa had never felt so hot in her life. She could feel her powers draining from her body, vaporizing away.

Then Elsa woke up. It was just a dream, Elsa thought, relieved. Then she noticed that instead of the snowy forest floor, she was lying in a queen bedroom with a bunch of worried faces surrounding her. She suddenly felt confused and bewildered. She clearly remembered that she had built an igloo to sleep in.

"Where am I? What is this place? Why am I here? Who brought me here? How did I get here?" So many questions were running through Elsa's mind.

"No, no, no… stop asking questions!" An elderly woman scolded her gently. The woman held the back of her hand to Elsa's forehead. "Relax, young one. You're home now." Elsa looked around the room observantly. Next to the elderly woman, Elsa saw a young lady who strikingly resembled the older one.

"Elsa, it's been so long… welcome home." The young lady smiled widely.

"Where am I? This… this isn't where I belong!" Elsa was bewildered and scared.

"This is where you exactly belong!" The young lady smiled even wider. "In Arendelle!"

"Arendelle?" At first, Elsa was confused, but then fond memories came crashing over her mind in waves. This is where she was born. Elsa sat up in the bed, getting a better look at the young maiden. "Anna? Is that you?"

"Of course it's me, silly!" Anna tilted her head. "You forgot who your own sister is?" she joked. Elsa lowered her head slightly in guilt. She actually had forgotten who her own sister was.

"I'm glad to be back." Elsa lifted her head again. She couldn't help wondering how Bryce and Anders were doing. She missed them already.

"Okay, so, I have, like, so much to catch you up on! We thought you were dead! I was about to give up on you about a week ago, and-" Anna started.

"Wait, slow down a little." Elsa was finding it hard to keep up with Anna. She forgot what a chatterbox Anna was.

"Okay, so…" Anna took a deep breath. "So ever since you ran away, the kingdom was looking for you, like, twenty-four-seven. No joke. We pretty much gave up hope after all these years. Was it thirteen years? Well, I'm sixteen right now, so…" Anna's voice trailed off. "Elsa! You're nineteen now!"

"Yes, Anna, I'm quite aware of my age."

"That's so weird!"

"Mmhmm, go on with your story."

"Yeah, so, like, today I sent out one last search party. To be honest, I actually didn't think they'd find you. But I guess I was dead wrong! But… what happened to your hair?"

Elsa glanced at her shoulder-length dark brown hair. "That's a story for another day."

Anna nodded. "Because of that hair, they weren't even sure it was you at first! But they couldn't explain the ice crystal igloo…" Anna looked at the ground for a second. "I guess now they're going to make you queen."

"But… but I just came here!" Elsa protested. She wasn't ready for the big responsibility of being queen quite yet.

"Don't worry, they're probably going to give you about a week to loosen up around here before they crown you."

"No, I'm sorry, but I can't be crowned queen," Elsa looked away.

"What do you mean?"

"Just… not yet, okay?"

"Okay!" Anna's eyes brightened. "Let's take you to the royal salon to get your hair taken care of."

As the sisters walked out of the room, all of Elsa's thoughts were jumbling together. What will the Vandavian people think of me when I'm crowned queen of Arendelle? How are Bryce and Anders? What happened to the demon? Despite all of these questions running through her head, one stuck out from the rest.

Where is my real home?