Okay, lemme get this ball rolling! So this'll be the first story I've put up that is solely under Frozen, considering my friend and I have another story in a crossover containing characters of Frozen, Rise of The Guardians, and others- but that isn't what's important.

Aaaanyway, so I've had this idea of writing an Elsa/Kristoff piece for like, ever, because I feel like there aren't enough and I find them pretty endearing. This story doesn't necessarily have a focused point (If you want more of a background, check the bottom) but it's just fun little chapters that string together. So, with that, I hope to any who decide to read this enjoy what's been written, and I thank any and all who decided to read it in general!

Disclaimer: I owe absolutely nothing pertaining Frozen, I pinky-promise.

A Palace Fit For It's Queen:

The tall, stocky-built, blonde man stood in awe as he admired one of the tallest and intricately designed buildings in the city. The detail of the building was astonishing, he decided, seeing as it literally made his jaw drop.

The glass windows were so clear they could have been mistaken for crystal, or better yet, ice.

He let out a low whistle, his brown eyes wide in amazement, continuing to take in the grandiose architecture.

"It's flawless." He admitted in a low hush, although it was well heard.

"I know. I sometimes can't believe she designed it herself." The strawberry-blonde woman who stood next to him had a knowing grin on her face. She very much liked to show off her sister, he noted. "Well, are we going to go in, or what?" She questioned, finally snapping him out of the trance he was momentarily in.

"Huh? Oh, right, yeah." He fumbled as he began to pull himself together. "Yeah, let's go." With determination, he swiftly stepped inside, feeling the stark bitter-cold of the air-conditioned establishment in contrast to the hot summer heat wave that blazed outside. He was almost positive he saw street lamps melting.

"It'll be fun, Kristoff, I promise!" The gleeful teal-eyed woman assured the blonde man, better known as Kristoff.

"I know, Anna," He responded, following her as she weaved through the bustling crowd to reach the set of elevators.

Today was the first day of his temporary part-time job, at least until he finally graduated. Anna, a friend he recently met at the same college, was able to score him this position with ease- seeing as she was basically the right hand to the CEO of the company, who also happened to be her older sister.

"Everyone loves the muffin cart guy," Anna began as the two were securely stationed in the elevator, ready to move all the way up to the top floor where the executive office sat. Anna wanted to introduce Kristoff to her successful sister before he began is shift. "But feel free to switch it up, you know- bagels, donuts, throw in some crumpets maybe? Oh- every once in a while you should bring up some chocolate to Elsa, she'll appreciate it, trust me. You'll probably want a secret stash for yours truly as well, hint-hint."

Elsa was her sister, older by only three years.

Kristoff didn't know a lot about Arendelle Industries newest executive. What he did know were the following:

1. She designed the most spectacular building he ever had the honor of gazing upon

2. She only just took over the company a year ago on her 21st birthday

3. She was only 22 years of age

4. She was Anna's older sister

5. She liked chocolate- this being a fact he just recently learned, meaning four seconds ago.

Kristoff had known Anna for about as long as Elsa had begun to run the company on her own. They met at a local supermarket, down by the college they both attended.

The sudden ding brought Kristoff back to the present and out of his thoughts. The elevator doors opened to reveal magnificent double doors down a long elegant hall. Everything, again, as clear as frozen ice. He marveled at the beauty of it all, and began to question why he was so enraptured with all of it to begin with.

"Come on!" Anna ushered him along as she tugged at his arm.

He smirked and let her rush him down the hall.

Anna apparently had unwritten perks, everybody seemed to ignore anything she did since she was the sister of the industries queen, basically.

With excited might, Anna burst through the doors like she was entering her own home.

"Elsa!" She joyfully yelled, bounding into the room as she left Kristoff to tackle her sister who stood at the balcony sort of thing just outside her office, overlooking the busy city below.

"Anna- oof!" Elsa wasn't able to get another word out as her rambunctious sister embraced her.

Kristoff wasn't paying too much attention to the exchange and instead had taken it upon himself to survey the room.

There was a crystal chandelier handing in the middle of the office, very massive and extraordinary. The floor was just as exquisite as the walls, the colors continuing to change akin to that of the Northern Lights. Kristoff decided this place was an ice castle, there could be no other explanation or description for what it is. "I Further more dub thee, Ice Palace- fortress of not-solitude." Kristoff mentally decided.

"Kristoff, meet my sister, Elsa!" Anna excitedly introduced, catching his attention.

He turned to greet the newly appointed woman, but immediately halted when his gaze landed on her.

She was poise and regal, her head held high with a strong sense of confidence. He felt chills just being exposed to her imposing presence. Her platinum blonde, almost snow white, hair was swept up expertly into a twisted modern bouffant sort of up-do. Her flawless pale porcelain skin glimmered in the room, bringing an evident contrast to her plum-colored lips and smokey eye-shadow.

She wore a simple teal quarter-sleeve chiffon blouse tucked into a neat, black, high-waist pencil skirt, with suede black pumps to match.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Bjorgman." Elsa spoke, her voice mirroring the smooth coolness encompassing the office.

Kristoff blinked, "Uh, yeah definitely, wait, I mean same for me- no wait, about meeting you, which is great if you didn't get that, I mean not that you can't, I'm sure you are perfectly capable, uh...I'm just going to stop talking." He fumbled, at a loss for words, and he could hear a snicker emitting from Anna. There was also a slight smirk playing off of Elsa's features. Kristoff couldn't comprehend why he was suddenly so intimidated by this woman, she was just Anna's sister...but then it clicked. It all made sense.

He firmly knew this had to be an "Ice Castle" now, because what basically made it one was it's Queen.

I just want to reiterate that I hope you all enjoyed and care to see more updates soon...soon enough (considering there's school and I'm unfortunately lazy, soon enough could honestly mean anything) And thank you for putting up with it!

Background:

In case you wanted to know, this was a story idea that I figured seemed kinda cool, I'll give you the quick run-down; Elsa is CEO of Arendelle Industries, her sister Anna attends the University in the vicinity of the city studying culinary arts, Kristoff is a student at the same university studying...well, I'm still on the fence about that but I'll think of something clever I promise. Basically Anna convinces Elsa to give Kristoff a part time job working as the "muffin cart guy" who basically rounds the floors with a cart full of baked goods...and then, you know, eventually more plot will come out of that...someway, somehow.