Jack had watched her since she was a little girl; from the time she first discovered her ice powers. He had been traveling over Arrendale, looking for fun to be had and mischief to cause. But that wasn't all he found. From the castle came a cry, clear and striking as crystal ice. Jack had never heard anything like it. In Jack's world of fun, this meant he had to see what was going on.
But nothing in his life before or after becoming Jack Frost prepared him for what he found. In the main bedroom of the castle, where the king and queen slept, was a cradle surrounded by freshly fallen snow. Jack knew he sure hadn't caused it, so whatever was making that sound must have. As he crept closer, ignoring the ache that pierced his heart as people moved through him without seeing him, Jack found a tiny, pale-haired baby wrapped in warm pink blankets, with the biggest sapphire blue eyes he had ever seen.
When the baby laid eyes on him, the crying continued, but those eyes followed him clarity that babies don't have. The baby could see him. Jack watched as the baby waved its tiny arms, and snow burst from its fists, falling both on the babe and around it. Jack moved slowly until he was leaning over the crib, almost unaware that his own powers kept the baby's snow from hitting him.
"Hey there, little thing." He whispered. "It looks like you're the same as me." Except for being immortal, invisible, and completely alone, he thought. Carefully, Jack brushed the snow from the child's skin, though he seemed to already know that the cold didn't bother her. "Hey, don't cry. It'll be fun. You'll see." Jack smiled, showing his snow-white teeth. Soon the baby's cries softened and stopped, but she kept staring at him.
Jack knew then that he had to keep an eye on this one. He told himself it was for curiosity's sake, and part of him even rationalized that maybe he would finally have a friend. But deeper still, his heart told him that this girl was special, and no matter what happened, Jack must watch over her and protect her.