I peeked out of my room with weary eyes as I tried to see past the darkness and shadows that seemed to consume everything in the dark midnight hallway. Step by step I made my way out of my room until I stood inches away form the window opposite my room. I took a deep breath and watched as it curled in the air around me. My bare feet froze the floor and I quickly put on the socks I had been carrying around to stop them from spreading my ice any further. The last thing I wanted was evidence all around the house.

"LET'S GO HAVE SOME FUN!" Olaf cried out as his voice echoed down the hallway.

"Shhh!" Elsa scolded. "You don't want to wake up Anna or my parents do you?"

Olaf looked over at where their rooms were, Anna's next to Elsa's and her parents on the opposite end of the hallway. He slowly moved over to where Anna's was and quietly pushed his head against the heavy wooden door.

"I don't think they are awake." He whispered back to her.

"Okay good, come on Olaf." Elsa said heading for the stairs.

"EVERYONE WAKE UP IT'S TIME TO PLAY! COME ON ANNA LET'S GO ALREADY!" He shouted running up and down the hall and banging on Ann'a door as he did do.

"Olaf!" I whispered trying to calm him down.

I stopped in front of my sisters door and held back, not daring to even touch it for fear my ice would somehow incase the entire room. The ice at my feet began to spread in small little crystals and patterns and I gasped as I stumbled back. Anna's door cracked open a bit as I pulled away and I could my dear sister fast asleep on the other side of the room lying peacefully in her bed. She hadn't head Olaf at all.

"Come one Olaf." I said tiptoeing away from the door as I made for the stairs. It was so tempting to just freeze the banister but I held back as we headed down into the grand entryway and moved for the back door. Before my sister's memory was erased and before I was too scared to even approach her, we would play in the large ballroom at night, but that place only brought back bitter memories and made me think of a future when Anna was not safe.

That was the last thing I wanted.

"So what are we doing tonight? Are we throwing a party? Or are we doing something else….like throwing a party."

I took in a deep breath and looked at my hands as I stood in the outside foyer that opened up into the garden area (though we couldn't really call it much of a garden because the cold always swept through and killed off all the pretty flowers in the winter).

"I'm going to control my powers." I whispered as I stared at my hands with a fierce determination and concentration.

"Oh I see!" Olaf was smiling up at me.

I imagined my ice palace extending all around me, turning the foyer into a lovely porch area that I imagined opened into an ice sculpture garden. Here I could relax and know that I was safe from everything, at least Anna was safe from me.

"Okay." I breathed.

With careful precision I watched as beautiful patterns flew in a small icy circle above my hand. A snowflake took shape and I was almost giddy with joy as I blew it into the cool night air.

"I did it Olaf!" I cried with joy.

"Hey, it's like me, only smaller and missing arms. Oh and a nose, and some buttons, and a face, and feet, and a mouth, and like a bazillion other flakes. Make some more!"

Elsa pulled off her other glove and held out both hands, watching as delicate little snowflakes fell to the ground all around them.

A light flickered in the window and I quickly lost all concentration as my very own Ice Palace faded away.

"Oh no…" I chocked back my fear as I tried to make the snow stop.

"Olaf what do I do if it's Anna." I whispered ducking behind a bush. There was no covering up the mess I had made with all my ice and in my state of panic I forgot my gloves in the middle of the foyer.

"We play in the snow, duh."

"This is serious!" I hissed.

The door swung open and a figure stood in the arch way with a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other.

Olaf hobbled over to where the person stood and held up his hand as he stared up at his opponent.

"Halt intruder by the name of her Majesty princess Elsa! If you wish to enter your kingdom you must first seek legal passage through Lord Furriface and…"

The man walked out into the Foyer and right through Olaf as he disappeared like a puff of smoke, invisible to the lamp bearing figure.

"Elsa?" A concerned male voice spoke. He bent down and picked up her gloves and turned them over in his hands and he sheathed his sword and looked around.

I stepped out from the bushes and approached slowly.

"Papa I…"

"What are you doing out at this hour? What of someone saw you?" He said sternly handing my gloves back. I took them and sighed as I slipped them back over my fingers, they reminded me of little cages.

"I was trying to practice control."
HE bent down and sighed as he stared me in the eyes. After a moments pause he pulled me into a hug.

"You can't be doing it like this Elsa, what if Anna woke up and heard you? You could have been seen." He sad quietly.

"But it's not getting any better and if I don't practice how will I ever control it." I protested. "I don't want to be afraid any more."

He sighed and stared at the icy snowflake patterns on the floor and the bits of melting snow still left.

"Remember what I always tell you."

"Conceal, don't fell, don't let it show." I repeated.

Suddenly Olaf reappeared and stood behind my father, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Hey it's the king." He said poking his side. I held back a giggle as my father looked over at where I was looking.

"This is serious Elsa, you can't go using your powers like this anymore okay?"

"He's kinda squishy." Olaf commented now poking his cheeks and playing with his nose.

"Yes Papa." I said trying to ignore Olaf.

"You should invite him over to tea on day, maybe Lord Furriface can spread the fuzzies over to your father because this guy is seriously lacking in the whiskers department. I mean his face is soooo smooth!"

I watched as my father stood and motioned for me to follow.

"You're not going to tell mom are you?" I asked as I followed him.

Olaf followed behind as we went back into the dark halls of our home. Father held a light out to guide the way and I looked down at Olaf and then at my hands wishing everything could just be normal.

"There's no point in worrying your mother any more, just don't let me catch you out like that again." He said solemnly.

"But she made snow!" Olaf protested. "Can you make snow with your hands? I don't think so."

I slipped back into my room and went back into my bead and pulled the cover tight over my head. There was no point in pushing it now. Papa was always right and he had always helped me control my ability and there was no point in arguing or sneaking out again.

"Elsa…" Olaf whispered coming up close to my bed.

"I'm going to sleep Olaf, go play somewhere else."

He sighed and made for the door. I was surprised he hadn't just faded away like everything else.

"I'm going to go prove to you that your snow really is magical and wonderful." He said with a determined smile.

I only nodded as I drifted back into the world of Perfect ice when I was the princess and the whole world knew what I could do and loved me for it. I drifted off to a place where fear did not exist.