Hi! This is my very first fan fiction, so please tell me if there's anything I can do to make this story better! Without further ado, I present: Winter's Dawn.

~Disclaimer: I don't own Rise of the Guardians or Disney. HAPPY FLUFF AND SUNSHINE!~

Elsa was enjoying the view from her ice palace. She just finished cleaning up the leftover shards of glass that shattered from the chandelier that fell down last summer. She would never forget that day; the day that she froze Arendelle and hid away from the public eye. She found out what she was capable of, and as a result, her magnificent palace was created. After that adventure, she could touch her sister, Anna without freezing her head or heart.

Elsa shuddered. "Anna almost died because of me," she thought. "No. Don't think about that. She's alive and well. That's all that matters right now."

Ice crawled up her arm as Anna's frozen expression flashed through her memory. She sighed and thought about her Anna, the Anna she knew that was breathing, living, funny, and very much inappropriate at times. She went back to daydreaming. After the freeze, Kristoff started living in the castle, as he was named the Official Ice Deliverer. It was weird having Kristoff live inside the castle. Before, it was only Elsa, Anna, and a few servants after her parents' death. But it was nice having him near. He had a similar mindset to Elsa, and she respected him, as well as he did to her.

Her parents. It had been a while since they had passed, and Elsa learned to accept their fate. "Daddy would've been proud of you," Anna said to Elsa after she unfroze Arendelle. Elsa smiled. Daddy had always been a big part of her life. He helped Elsa control her powers, or at least conceal them for some time. But by letting herself go, she felt more relaxed and at ease. Elsa's thoughts were interrupted when she felt a strong gust of wind blow in her direction. As soon as the wind past, a flurry of snow started to fall over Arendelle. Elsa looked at her hands. It couldn't be her; she didn't feel that familiar pull in the palms of her hands when she used her powers. She shook her head. She must've accidently slipped, yes, that's the reason why snow was falling. And the wind must've been the evening chill. She nodded to herself, convincing her mind that that was the reason, but in her heart, she knew that she didn't cause that flurry. Elsa opened the doors to the balcony, and made her way down the staircase to the main entrance. Just as she reached the main entrance, her royal carriage that took her back to Arendelle arrived.

"Right on time," she smiled to herself.

As she opened the door to the carriage, she saw her sister wave through the window. Elsa climbed inside and shut the door.

"Elsa, Elsa! How was your stay at the ice palace?" Anna asked.

Elsa chuckled. "Anna, I was just there for an hour."

Anna's cheeks flamed bright pink with embarrassment, and she smiled apologetically. "Oh, right. Sorry."

Elsa smiled back. "No, don't be sorry. You were probably having fun with Kristoff, am I right?"

Anna's cheeks became a bright red. "Uh, yeah! We were with Olaf and Sven too! We went sailing out on the fjord. Olaf insisted that we swim, but with Olaf being a snowman, and how his whole body can be taken apart, like that time when Marshmallow came after us, Kristoff had to—"

Elsa hushed Anna. "Anna, you're babbling."

Anna stopped talking. "Oh, uh, sorry."

Elsa smiled. The carriage arrived at the castle, and Kai, one of her servants, opened the carriage door.

"Queen Elsa, welcome back," Kai smiled and bowed.

Elsa climbed out of the carriage and grinned. "Thank you, Kai. But please, you don't have to call me Queen. You've known me since I was a princess. Just call me Elsa."

Kai bowed again. "As you wish, Que—I mean Elsa." Elsa giggled, and headed inside the castle.

In the castle, she could smell the delicious scents of cooking meat, sugary fruits, and a blend of other smells that were too rich to identify. Anna walked into the room, and upon smelling the mix of smells in the air she sprinted into the kitchen. Elsa chuckled and shook her head. Even when she was full grown, Anna still had that big appetite of hers. Elsa went to her room, and she discovered that the servants had cleaned the bedroom up. The ice in her room had melted after the freeze when Elsa figured out that love could thaw a frozen heart. The servants had made her messy bed, and the curtains in her room were separated, leaving the sunset shining a mix of pinks and oranges into her room. Elsa removed her shoes and flopped herself onto the bed. She was exhausted, and everywhere from her head to her toes hurt. But somehow, between the aching pain, Elsa couldn't get her mind off that flurry that had come out of nowhere on the balcony of her ice palace. She was totally convinced that she didn't cause it. But if she didn't cause it, who did? She groaned in frustration, and rolled off the bed in defeat.

Suddenly, one of the servants knocked on the door. "Elsa, dear? Are you in there?"

Elsa answered with a mumbled "yes."

The servant cleared her throat. "Well, supper is ready."

Elsa's head shot up at the spoken word "supper," and all her previous thoughts vanished. As long as there was food, thinking could come later. Elsa quickly got to her feet.

"Coming!" Elsa shouted, and she sped down to the dining table.

A huge array of different meats and veggies were lined up against the table. Elsa looked around the table. There was Anna, Kristoff, Sven, Olaf (even though he couldn't eat anything; he just liked to be there with his friends), and the servants (there were very few). As soon as everyone sat down, spoons were clattering against bowls of food, and mouths were full of food. In the castle, Elsa and Anna didn't care about the way they ate, though Elsa did attempt to try. Anna was shoveling immense amounts of meat in her mouth, and Elsa had to stop Anna before she choked. As soon as Elsa finished, she excused herself from the table, not waiting for dessert.

Anna's eyes widened with shock. "But Elsa, today they made chocolate cake!"

Elsa politely shook her head. "No, it's okay. But save a slice for me."

Anna smiled and nodded. Elsa left and mentally cursed herself for leaving before dessert. She could smell the tantalizing chocolate, the rich sweet scent overcoming her senses—no! She had to focus. She went to her room and shut the door to make sure none of the chocolate scent sneaked into the room. Elsa sighed and sat on the bed. She could hear Anna's laughter, and Elsa peeked out the door. Kristoff had gotten some chocolate on the side of his cheek, and Kristoff couldn't quite lick it off, exclaiming that he was too lazy to get a napkin and wipe it off. Anna's giggles echoed through the halls, and Anna kissed Kristoff's cheek, wiping the chocolate clean off his cheek. Kristoff blushed furiously, and mumbled a small "thanks." Anna smiled and pecked him on the lips. Kristoff smiled at her. They seemed so happy. Elsa smiled and closed the door.

Suddenly, she felt a cold sensation in her heart. This was strange. The cold never bothered her. The cold sensation kept panging against her heart, and her heart felt as if it were sinking lower and lower. This always happened whenever she saw Anna with Kristoff, in their little "couple" moments. What was this feeling? The cold in her heart had turned into a slight ache, and tears started to well up in her eyes. She wasn't jealous, Elsa knew that much.

"What's wrong with me?" Elsa thought to herself. "Am I sick? Did I eat too fast?"

Elsa had her back to the door, and she slid down into a fetal position, curling up into a ball. This was just like the time she had shut Anna out because she wanted to protect Anna from her powers. She felt so lonely, and so did Anna. Wait. She felt lonely—Loneliness. That's what she was feeling. That panging sensation started to grow, and the tears spilled over. At one point, she felt a breeze, but she didn't care. She kept crying as if nothing happened. It was the brush of her hair, she convinced herself. The panging sensation grew and grew, and her tears kept spilling and spilling.

"It's useless to cry," she thought aloud, "no one can hear me."

She leaned her head against the door. Just as her tears started to pour again, she heard a low voice. "I can."

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