A/N: Here's a summary for those that might get confused in the story. This is a very slight Frozen AU. Everything is the same like Anna and Elsa are still sisters, they're royalty and live in Arendelle. Elsa also still has her ice powers, but I thought up an explaination of how she got them, since it wasn't brought up in the movie. Also, the scene where Elsa accidentally hurts Anna as kids IS in this story, but really not mentioned because it would've taken too long. So, Elsa is still protective of Anna and shuts her out.

IMPORTANT!- Hans is not the villain, nor a prince in this fanfic. I've mixed in the "old Frozen storyline" (with Hans as an admiral and Elsa being a, sort of, villain)with the Beauty and the Beast storyline. Also, Kristoff probably won't be in this at all, unless I can fit him somewhere. If you've seen Beauty and the Beast, you'll (hopefully) follow this story. The admiral and Elsa are good friends, but there WILL be eventual HELSA.

"Hiding in my bedroom, so alone. I was doing my best...trying to be strong." ~Britt Nicole

One cold winter's evening, the king and queen of Arendelle embraced each other, as the queen had been pregnant for some months. They knew that it was going to be a girl. They're first born child was going to be a young little princess.

"What should we name her, my love?" the queen asked.

The king pondered. "I was thinking something like-"

Suddenly, there was a knock on their door. A guard entered and declared that someone had come seeking shelter in the castle. The king stood and followed the guard to the front door. The queen rubbed her large belly and silently followed her husband. The guard opened the large doors and the king saw an old woman wearing a cloak.

"Good sir, would you please offer shelter from the bitter cold?" the old woman asked.

The king shook his head. "I am sorry, but I cannot. You are a stranger and I cannot let any random stranger into my home."

The old woman looked down in sadness. She reached into her cloak, and pulled out a rose. She held it out to the king.

"Please, accept this as pay for allowing me to enter." she begged.

The king felt sympathy for the woman, but he couldn't let any stranger into the palace. Especially now that his wife was with child. The risks were too great. He sent the old woman away once more.

"My dearest apologies, but I cannot. Please, seek shelter elsewhere." the king said.

The old woman growled as she put the rose back in her cloak. Then, she looked the king in the eyes and smirked.

"Because of your cold act towards me, I now curse your unborn child. She will be cursed with a cold heart and will be given the abilities of controlling ice and snow. Her power will continue to grow as she ages. There will be great beauty in her powers, but also great danger. People will fear her, and she will grow cold. This rose will bloom on her 21st birthday. If she can learn to love another and earn his love in return, the spell will be broken. If not, she will be doomed to remain an ice sorceress forever."

The king turned and saw that the queen had heard everything. She held her belly and called for the royal guard. The king turned and gasped when the old woman had gone. The only thing left of her was the rose, lying on the ground. The old woman was never found or heard of again.

#

Elsa paced her room, and listened to the joyous sounds of the townspeople preparing for her coronation. She shivered as she walked towards a small table by her window. The table held a glass case, protecting the thing she hated most. The rose given to her parents several years ago.

The young queen placed a gentle hand on the glass case and sighed.

The day has finally come. My 21st year has begun.

Elsa sighed and walked out of her room. She put on a fake smile as her servants walked past her. They greeted her and congratulated her for the big day, but this day was only beginning her countdown.

The queen stepped out of the palace through the back. She entered the royal garden and sat in a small bench. Someone cleared their throat, making her jump. She turned and saw her dear friend.

"You really shouldn't scare me." she said, giving him a warm smile.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I didn't mean to scare you." the young admiral said, bowing to her.

Elsa made room for him to sit and he sat beside her.

"Excited for the big day?" he asked.

She lowered her eyes. "No, not really."

"Can I ask why?"

"I'm just...a bit nervous, that's all. I'll be fine once the party has begun."

"Everything's going to be okay."

The queen smiled at him and tried to believe that he spoke truthfully. She knew that he was just trying to help, but they were merely simple words to her.

#

The admiral rode his horse across the docks just trying to kill time before the coronation began. The sun was bright and the breeze felt refreshing on his face. He decided to ride faster and faster. Suddenly, there was a small scream and his horse stopped.

"Whoa, whoa!" he said, trying to calm it down.

"Hey!" a voice said, angrily.

The admiral leaned to the side and saw a young girl laying in a boat. She had seaweed on her head and his horse used his foot to keep the boat from falling into the water. He gasped when he realized it was Elsa's younger sister, Anna.

"I'm so sorry, Princess! Are you hurt?" he asked, climbing off of his horse.

"No, it's alright. I'm okay." Annal replied, tossing away the seaweed.

The admiral carefully stepped onto the boat and held out his hand for the young lady. She took hold of it and he apologized again.

"I am so sorry for running you over like that! Please, let me help you off the boat." the admiral said.

He held out his arm and she allowed him to help her off of the boat. Once they were on the docks, the admiral apologized again.

"I don't know what I was doing. I really am sorry, Princess Anna!" he said.

Anna waved him off. "No, no, no. It's fine, I mean, I'm not that princess."

"Not that princess?" he asked, confused.

"Yeah, I mean if you'd hit my sister Elsa, it would be...yeesh!" she explained.

"Oh, yes, right. Well, are you sure you're alright?"

She nodded. "Absolutely...mister…?"

The admiral blinked. "Oh, right! Admiral Westerguard, Your Highness."

"Oh, that was your name. Sorry, I usually know all of the staff's names. Are you new?" the princess asked.

"Uh, no, ma'am. I've been serving as admiral since I was your age."

"Oh, have you? I'm sorry, I don't go out much." the princess said, with an awkward giggle.

Obviously.

Suddenly, their conversation was ended by the sound of bells. Admiral Westerguard knew that meant the coronation was starting. He turned and was a bit surprised that the princess was staring right at him.

"Princess?" he asked.

"Huh? What? Oh, the bells. The coronation! I have to go!" she said, zipping by him.

The admiral watched her run off and he headed towards the coronation. All the nobles had gathered and the admiral stood by the church doors to guard the ceremony. He smiled as he saw the queen step in front of the priest. Princess Anna was standing by her sister and slightly waved at the admiral.

He smiled and gave her a small wave back. The queen bent down and the priest placed the crown on her head.

Elsa reached out to grab the scepters, when the priest cleared his throat.

"Your Majesty? The gloves." he whispered.

Elsa looked down at her hands and began to panic.

Conceal, don't feel. You'll be fine. Everything's going to be okay.

She removed her gloves and slowly grabbed the scepters. Then, she turned and faced the audience as the priest recited a prayer. Admiral Westerguard managed to give her a comforting smile, but she was too scared to smile back. She looked down at the scepters and gasped as ice began to form on them.

Before the priest finished his prayer, she put the scepters down and put on her gloves. Everyone applauded, not noticing what had happened.

#

Once the party began, Queen Elsa was calm. She watched as all the guests laughed and danced. She sat on her throne, and relaxed.

"Your Majesty?" a voice asked.

Admiral…

She turned and smiled at her old friend. He stood by her throne and smiled back at her.

"Why are you just sitting here?" he asked.

"Well, what am I supposed to do? I'm just here to watch." she replied.

"Doesn't that sound even a bit boring to you?" he asked.

"Men never understand a woman's actions, do they?"

"It was just a simple question, Your Highness. I didn't mean any insult by it. But, why don't you dance?"

"No, no. I don't dance. Sorry, but I'd rather not draw attention to myself."

"As you wish." he shrugged.

She looked up at him. He scanned the room and made sure the room was well secure and the exits weren't crowded with guests.

"Why don't you dance?" she asked.

"I'm not in a position to dance. I'm here to protect you and the guests. That is all." he replied, still keeping his eyes forward.

"And you're telling me my job is boring." she mocked, with a giggle.

He sighed. "Okay, you win. Excuse me."

"Wait, Hans, please." the queen ordered.

He turned to face her and asked, "Yes, ma'am?"

"Enjoy yourself for tonight. Let your men take care of the protecting business." she said.

"If that's what my queen wishes, then I shall." he said.

"I do." she said, with a smile.

"Then, I shall."

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