Born of Snow
I don't own Frozen!
Princess Sara Of Arendelle was a pale blonde baby who's eyes were a vibrant purple. She looked nothing like either of her parents, who both had dark hair. When she was born the whole kingdom celebrated for days. But on her second day of life something happened.
Her parents heard her giggles through the door as they went to check on their darling baby girl. The sight they saw sent a sharp shard of fear deep into their hearts.
The baby was sitting with a frozen doll next to her, her hands waving and clapping as she saw her mother and father. With each clap of her chubby baby hands a small snowball formed and snowflakes drifted from the ceiling.
Her mother rushed forward and grabbed her baby, clutching her to her chest, she squeezed the child to try to warm her up, only to find that Sara wasn't cold at all. She held her first child out to look at her and noticed how her eyes were slightly silver instead of violet.
"Darling! Her eyes!" The Queen cried to her husband "They were silver!"
"How?" Her husband asked in confusion.
"I don't know!"
Years went by and the little princess's magic only grew stronger. By the time she was 8 years old she could create snowstorms and freeze lakes. Her parents were very afraid of someone discovering their daughter's powers. They were even more afraid of their daughter hurting herself or someone else. So in their worry and fear they called for a powerful magician from a far off land.
"What are we going to do?" The Queen asked her husband "Sara's powers are getting stronger. And the sorcerer has yet to respond to our messages."
"Well then, Dearie," a giggly voice spoke from the throne at the other end of the room "It's a good thing I'm here then isn't it."
The Queen squeaked "Eek!" As if she had seen a mouse.
"Who are you?" The King asked, drawing the sword he kept sheathed at his side.
"Keep your sword to yourself Dearie!" The man exclaimed "I'm the great sorcerer you have called upon to solve all your troubles." He clapped his hands and vanished, only to reappear in front of the frightened couple.
"You-? You're the great wizard of Misthaven?" The King asked, flabbergasted.
"Ooh! Got it in one!"
"Will you help us?" The Queen begged.
"Of course. Where is the little munchkin?" The wizard asked.
"We'll call her." The Queen rushed out to find her child and quickly returned holding the pale blonde haired little girl.
"Hello." The child gave a little wave to the man standing with her parents.
"Hello Dearie," the man gave a flourishing bow "Pleasure to meet you at last."
"Can you help her?" The King asked "Her powers are getting stronger. Can you teach her to control them or get rid of them?"
"You can't get rid of them!" The man giggled "But I can teach her to control them."
"Wonderful!" The Queen exclaimed joyfully.
"Ah ah ah!" The wizard waggled his finger "There's a catch! Your darling little snow angel is going to come with me."
"What?!" The King and Queen cried together.
"You heard me." The sorcerer snapped his fingers and Sara disappeared in a column of smoke and appeared in the wizard's grasp "I can't teach her if you're constantly hovering over her."
"When will we see her again?" The King asked.
"Father!" Sara shouted, struggling against the wizard's clutches "No! Please don't send me away!"
"You'll see her when her training is finished. Not before." And the sorcerer vanished, still holding Sara, leaving the King and Queen alone in the throne room.
"Sara!" Her mother crumpled to the floor, sobbing great, heaving sobs "We never even got to tell her she's going to be a big sister!"
At the sorcerers mansion Sara was weeping for her mother and father when the sorcerer stormed into the small room she was put in.
"Stop your sobbing!" He shouted "I can't work with all your noise!"
Cowering the princess wiped her tears "Please, I'm sorry sir. I'll try to be quieter."
"You certainly will be. Come with me. It's time for training." The magician grabbed the small girl's arm and dragged her out of the small chamber into a library "Read." He handed her a book titled 'Snow and Ice.'
Frightened of the ugly, cruel man, Sara read the book. It told about the history of her winter themed powers.
When she finished and set down the book she asked "I finished. What now?"
"Now? Now show me what you've learned." The wizard waved his hand and a ball of fire appeared in his palm "Deflect it." And he threw the fire at her face.
In terror, Sara threw up her hands and a blast of ice stopped the fireball.
"Good! You're learning already Dearie!" The wizard clapped his hands "Now back to your room." And with a swish of his wrist Sara vanished and found herself back in the dank room that the sorcerer called hers.
Sara stumbled as she landed on the stony floor. She fell back on her butt and started to sob again. Sara curled up into a ball, reached up and grabbed a tatty blanket from the table in the corner, and wrapped herself up to try to give herself a little comfort.
The wizard watched her through his mirror and gave a little cackle at the child's discomfort and smiled as his plan began.
Word count: 927 words
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