Author's note (please read): Hey guys! So yes, I am currently obsessed with Frozen. An idea popped into my head and I wanted to write it down... and I think Elsa deserves some lady lovin'! Hehe

But heads up, I have absolutely no idea where I'm going with this story yet. I want it to have some angst, fluff and lots of drama but I'm not sure I have enough writing skill for that and this story is still a draft in my head, so suggestions and prompts are welcome :) But have no fear! I'm really excited about this so I'll be updating soon before school starts again. I've just gotta get organized first so I don't screw up later on and leave plot holes or something.

Well, here we go. First published fanfiction. I hope you enjoy :)


The sky is awake, so I'm awake! We have to play!

While she tossed and turned in the dim moonlight bathing her room, Elsa couldn't help herself remembering the frase her sister used so much. She regarded her sister fondly, but groaned as she rearranged her position on her bed yet again.

How can one be so exhausted yet unable to sleep?

She sat up on the queen sized bed and sighed, glancing out the window. The northern lights weren't up tonight, but the moon shone full and bright casting a penumbral light across her room. The Queen of Arendelle got up from her seat and yawned. She thought briefly of waking up her sister but remembered she had gone on a trip to a nearby village do deal with some local problems. Elsa smiled to herself, she was really proud of her little sister. A few months after the blizzard, Anna had begun bugging the queen that she felt useless and wanted to help more with political issues. After much insistence -and the agreement that Anna had to be accompanied at all times ("10 guards? I fought wolves and climbed a mountain. Honestly Elsa, I'm not made of porcelain!")- Elsa has proclaimed her Grand Diplomat and second in command. To act on her behalf if she for some reason, could not. At first she thought Anna wouldn't be able to take on such a responsibility so fast, but soon proved herself to be the best person for the job. The princess had a natural charm and the people of Arendelle adored her. She mostly helped out in small problems around the castle town but was slowly taking on more important jobs a bit further away from the safety of the castle.

Elsa got up from the bed and sighed. Without her sister to keep her company, there was only one thing she could do to keep herself entertained (more like, busy) on a sleepless night. She put on a robe over her blue nightgown and made her way to her study to get ahead on tomorrows paperwork. Might as well do something productive right? On her way there she stopped to look at a clock.

3:05

She sighed again. It was going to be a long night.


The fireplace crackled somewhere in the room. A candle was burning close, giving her soft illumination. Elsa's eyes were only beginning to droop beneath her spectacles when she heard a soft thud, barley audible, behind the shelves of books. Her eyes snapped open and she slowly turned around. A thin layer of frost beginning to form underneath where her bare palms were resting.

The queen frowned. There was nothing there. She scoffed at herself for getting spooked so easily. I should be getting to sleep now before I start hallucinating. Elsa got up from her chair and closed the book she had been reading (the idea of paperwork had been discarded shortly upon her arrival.) In tired steps, she made her way behind one of the bookshelves to return it.

She let out a yelp of shock upon arriving. Hidden in one of the shadows of the shelf was a dark figure crouched on the ground, he appeared to have been just as surprised to see Elsa. Quickly, the queen sending out a bolts of ice, trapping the intruder by the clothes.

"Oof!" He groaned. Face still covered by a hooded cloak. He looked down at the ice, pinning him seated against the wall. "Well that was unexpected." Oh Elsa blinked. He's a she. The voice was undoubtedly female. Elsa mentaly corrected herself. The bulky cloak made it harder to recognize, especially in the half-darkness of the room.

"Who are you?" The blonde said menacingly. Her hands glowing a bit with blue ice, ready to use if necessary. The girl on the floor, looked up a bit and hesitated. Her eyes found something else along the way and smiled (or did she smirk? Elsa couldn't tell.)

"Funny. You don't look machiavellian."

Elsa furrowed her brows in confusion. "What?". The –presumed- thief, gestured with her head towards the book on the ground. The one Elsa had been reading beforehand. The queen's mouth formed an 'O' shape. A literate thief. That was certainly interesting.

"You do look pretty cold though!" The thief laughed at her own small jest but soon stopped when the young queen just looked at her dumbfounded with an eyebrow raised. The thief cleared her throat self-consciously. "Sorry, bad joke."

In spite herself, Elsa cracked a small bewildered smile. How strange. This girl is caught trespassing –by the snow queen, no less- and cracks a painfully bad pun. And she knew who Niccolo Machiavelli was... It was out of the ordinary, to say the least.

"So..." The girl said. Elsa realized she had been staring. "Are you gonna turn me in or what?" She asked, like it was the most normal thing in the world. Elsa paused. She certainly should. The girl was trespassing after all but she did seem harmless. (Then again, that's how an assassin should look.) Elsa hadn't heard of anyone still being against her rule or much afraid of her powers anymore but she was wary it might happen someday.

"Well..." She started. Her hands still poised to attack but her tone was a bit softer. "Did you steal anything?"

The thief paused for a bit. "No." Elsa arched her eyebrow. Like her own mother used to when she had known little Elsa was lying that time she froze her tutor's tea (It was Anna's idea, really).

"It's true!" The thief said indignantly. Elsa just stared her down even more and she caved. "Well I-I mean I was going to steal some books and I ate a few of those cupcakes down at the kitchens -they were really good, by the way- but that's it! Honest."

A book thief. Things were getting weirder and weirder. Out of all the silver and the gold and the jewels in the castle, this girl chose to steal books. Elsa should have been furious. She should have called the guards and have this girl thrown in the dungeons. After all, this girl could be dangerous. She could be lying, she could be here to kill the queen or whatever other more severe things than the simple morally dubious task of stealing books.

Well, she had also stolen a few coins here and there that she found on her way, (Really, they were just lying there.) but the Queen didn't need to know that.

The thief had heard a lot of things about this queen, wandering around town asking about in search of an errand to be done or a mysterious place to explore. One drunken man said her power was stronger than 100 men combined. She heard from the bartender that she could freeze you where you stand just by glaring too hard. A woman that sold her an apple said she was one of the kindest rulers the land had ever seen. Her teenaged son had said she was the prettiest maiden in all of Arendelle.

Well, the thief didn't know about the magnitude of her power, she figured the drunken fool had been exaggerating and that the bartender was only saying that to give her a fright. The nice merchant woman seemed pretty sincere in her praise for the queen, and the boy... well she hadn't seen all the fair ladies in the land but wow Queen... Elise? Ella? –Whatever- Was unmistakably beautiful. The robber girl couldn't help but admire how her pale blonde locks almost looked like fresh winter snow dangling from a messy braid over her shoulder. Even in the darkness she could recognize a a faint blue glow in her eyes that eerily resembled the ice that was currently pinning her to the wall.

"You still haven't told me who you are." The queen inquired still on guard.

"Does that mean you're not going to arrest me?" The girl says smiling as innocently as she could muster.

"Maybe I'll think about it if you answer my question." The queen retaliated quickly. The thief gave a huff of frustration. Of course evasion wouldn't last forever.

"My name is Cora." She said, finally. Earning a pleased smile from the queen, although still a bit suspicious. "And you are Queen..."

"Elsa." The blonde answered simply. The thief wondered why she was still standing there instead of turning her in.

"Well, I would bow to you, Queen Elsa, but I'm afraid I'm in... an icy predicament, if you will." Elsa laughed gracefully putting a hand over her mouth.

"Your jokes are terrible. Honestly, ice puns? I thought only my sister had the patience for those."

Oh yeah she has a sister. Princess... Anna? Right. Something about her helping stop the eternal winter or something (Why was it called eternal winter? It lasted less than two weeks.) Arendelle is weird.

"Forgive me, your Grace." Cora said in an almost... flamboyant way. Bowing her head as much as her position allowed her.

Elsa smiled in amusement and turned. Cora feared she would go to the door and send in her guards but instead she made her way to the window and looked down, as if looking for something. The robber girl could see her confused look from in between the books.

"How on earth did you get up here?"

"Oh, I didn't come in through that window." She replied care-freely. "I came in through the kitchen chambers. The window over there is much easier to climb."

Elsa made her way back with an even more amused look on her face. Even though her hands were not poised to attack anymore, Cora noticed how she still had her guard up and observed the thief intently from a safe distance. Smart girl.

"I'll have to remind the servants to lock it next time." The queen said. The robber girl rolled her eyes playfully under her hood.

"They did lock it, actually." She said with a triumphant grin.

"Well then I have to remind them to buy stronger locks." She retorted smiling slightly. The hooded girl feigned indignation.

"As if you didn't want me to come back."

Elsa widened her eyes just a slight. Did she sense... flirtation?

"I can see you don't appreciate the genius of my ice puns, but I can find... other methods of entertainment if my queen so desires."

Cora, you are going to get yourself into so much trouble.

She wondered if there was a rule against making queens blush.

The blonde cleared her throat, disguising her unease. (Or trying to.)

"I- That won't be necessary... and I believe it would be best that you are held responsible for your actions." Elsa was now fully recomposed. Regal and commanding as ever. "Excuse me for a moment while I get the guards." Cora let out a groan. Just because I was beginning to like it here.

"Don't worry though." Elsa reassured turning away from Cora once again and started to the door. "I'll make sure you receive a fair trial. A couple of stolen books and cupcakes won't get you a severe sentence. Perhaps only a fine or a couple of weeks or days in jail." She paused for a moment, turning her head slightly when she reached the end of the bookshelf. "that is, if you only stole books and cupcakes like you said..." She grinned in amusement and turned again, making her way to the door in painfully perfect elegant steps. Cora cursed internally but kept her cool. (Hehe cool. Sorry, I'll stop now.)

No worries. I've gotten out of worse scrapes than this... Like that time when I...

Well, I don't remember any right now, but I'm sure they were worse.

Ok think, Cora, think! She struggled to break herself free from the icy spikes but she saw it wasn't hopeless. The spikes only got through her cloak (dangerously close to her body, she noted.) and if she could take it off, she would be free. Cora only hoped Elsa would give her some time.

After a few minutes of struggling she finally freed herself and sighed. This cloak would be a hard one to say goodbye to. It was bulky and worn, but it concealed her identity when needed and kept out the cold. She would have to get a new one as quickly as possible since winter was only just beginning to thaw out to make way to spring and Cora had once belonged to a place not nearly as cold as Arendelle. She quickly started making her way out of there when she saw the guards swing open the door.

"Stop! Thief!" They hollered. Cora, in a split second was standing on top of the open window ledge, they froze (really, they're not intentional anymore). The queen close behind them. She smirked at their 'Is she really going to jump?' faces. It never failed to amuse her. Elsa looked at the girl's form, now unmasked by the cloak. She wore simple leather pants, a soft woolen shirt with sleeves reaching just above her elbows, simple laced low boots layered with animal fur, and fingerless gloves (Also leather). On her belt was strapped a ring of sturdy looking rope, a sheath with a dagger, and some purses. A worn leather bag was draped across one shoulder. The color of her hair appeared to be reddish-brown to the queen, but Elsa wasn't sure if it was just brown and the light of the fire made it seem a bit red. The length of it reached just a bit pass her shoulders in messy waves. Her fringe, appeared to have been cut with slight haste covered only a bit of her eyes which had a mysterious color Elsa couldn't point out from the distance. The girls features were surprisingly pretty but rugged from general uncaring. Her eyes were quick and perceptive, her nose was curved slightly upwards and her lips were plump and pink. There was also a small scar passing through her right eyebrow and her skin was olive colored. Not from Arendelle, Elsa presumed. Her frame looked slender with a thin waist and wide hips with generously sized breasts reminding the queen of the shape of a violin. Defiantly not from Arendelle.

"Your Highness I hope you forgive me" Cora said smirking, bowing low and dangerously swaying on the edge. She locked eyes with the pale blonde tauntingly. "Remember when I said I came in through the kitchens?" She didn't wait for a response. "I lied."

And with that she turned, and vanished into the cold night air.