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This chapter, and the rest of the story after this, is in Elsa's POV, and I should point out that this does NOT pick up where the last chapter left off. This is before the little girl comes in, so just know that so you're not confused. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I am pretty darn sure that I do not, have never, and will never own Frozen.

"Fear will be your enemy." Elsa saw the trolls showing her what would happen if she let her fear consume her. Only, she noticed, the little girl they were telling this to was not her. She looked just like her, but it was not her. The little girl gasped in fear at the sight of the beautiful magic being destroyed by the evil of the world, and she clutched to Elsa for dear life. As Elsa embraced the child to comfort her, she felt guilt overcome her with the thought that this girl's burden was her fault...

Elsa awoke in a cold sweat. The usual chill in the air was amplified by the nightmare she'd just had, but a warm presence next to her reminded her that she was not alone. She glanced at Liam, her husband, sound asleep.

Husband. That was such a strange word. It had not been long since the wedding, only a few months, but it had been the best time of her life. She'd never loved someone so much, except Anna, of course.

Elsa couldn't believe how much her sister had grown since her coronation nearly two years ago. Anna and Kristoff were married, and there was now a small baby girl, Princess Sarah, whom Anna named after their mother, sleeping in the nursery.

Baby. The word "husband" made Elsa feel anxious; the word "baby" just scared her.

She sat up on the bed and hugged her knees to her chest. She couldn't forget what she had been told the day before. She would never forget.

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"Elsa, please! Please!" Anna begged, "You have to go see the castle doctor!"

Elsa tried to tug away from her sister as the princess tried to drag her through the hallway.

"No, Anna!" she replied stubbornly, "I'm fine!"

"This is the third morning in a row you've gotten sick!"

Anna paused and stared at her sister pleadingly. Elsa sighed. She knew there must be something wrong, but she still didn't want to go to the doctor. She didn't want to have one more thing to worry about.

"So?" Elsa said, "It's normal for people to get sick. It's not a big deal."

Anna looked at her as if that was the stupidest thing she'd ever heard. "Elsa, I've never seen you get sick before in your life."

Elsa resumed her struggle to get away, and Anna resumed her struggle to keep her from doing just that. Then, they heard a cough from someone to catch their attention.

Elsa turned. "Liam."

Anna let go of Elsa and walked over to him.

"She got sick again this morning," she whispered. "I've been trying to get her to go to the doctor, but she won't listen to me."

Liam glanced at Elsa, concerned, when they all heard Sarah crying in the nursery.

Anna sighed and turned back to Liam. "Maybe she'll listen to you."

Liam nodded as Anna went off to calm her daughter.

Elsa leaned against the wall and sunk to the floor. She knew Anna was right, but she was afraid of what the doctor would say...

"She's right, you know," Liam said.

"I know," she replied, " but I can't afford to worry about being sick."

She buried her face in her arms and cried. She had never felt like this before. Granted, her emotions were out of control when she was a teenager, but it was nothing like this.

Liam knelt down next to her and stroked her hair as a layer of frost began to cover the hallway. "You know," he said, "I get this feeling that this might be a lot more complicated than the seasonal flu."

Elsa looked up at him as she tried to work out what he was talking about. Then, suddenly, it dawned on her.

"No," she said. "It can't be- (I) can't be..."

She gazed into his eyes that tried to comfort her. He pulled her into and embrace and let her cry into his shoulder and he quietly shushed her. "Everything will be alright," he assured her as he kissed the top of her head.

But Elsa refused to believe it. This couldn't be happening to her; it just couldn't. She couldn't be pregnant.

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She was, of course. She remembered the doctor's words exactly: Congratulations, your majesty, you are with a child.

Her head told her she should be excited, but her heart was unsure. Just the fact that she was pregnant didn't even seem to register very well. She just couldn't comprehend it. She didn't know how to feel.

Elsa worried about how difficult her child's life could be, not because of being the heir to the throne, but because of the queen herself. How could she possibly be a good mother when she couldn't be a good sister? How could she juggle trying to handle a child and still doing her queenly duties?

And then there was the whole other issue of her powers. What if she accidentally hurt the child with her powers? Or worse, what if the child bore the curse as well?

Elsa had to use all of her strength to not ice the sheets on her bed. Slowly she breathed and calmed herself down.

She looked again at the sleeping form that was her husband. She knew that he would try to help her through this, but right now, Elsa just felt like she needed time alone. But she wasn't going to get that at all if she stayed at the palace.

She knew what she had to do.

Silently, in the darkness, Elsa got out of bed and slipped into one of her ice dresses. She found a piece of paper and a pen and wrote:

Liam,

I am going to my ice castle for a few days. Don't come after me. I just want to be alone for a while to think. I'll be back in a couple days.

Love,

Elsa

She placed the note on Liam's nightstand and scurried out of the room. After packing a bag with some things she would need, she made her way to the stables where her magnificent white horse slept.

"Winter," she whispered, nudging the horse awake. "Wake up, girl."

The horse awoke but remained silent at Elsa's presence.

"Come on, girl, we're going for a little ride."

Elsa let Winter out of the stable and saddled up. Within minutes, they were out of the castle, and soon, out of Arendelle.

Before she knew it, Elsa was standing before her magnificent ice palace that she had created as a safe haven of her own during her self-imposed exile.

Elsa made Winter her own little stable out of the way of the stairs or the passage through the cliff. She gave her water and a few apples she had packed in her bag. It felt good to be able to make things with her powers.

It was nerve racking, going into her ice castle after all this time. She hadn't set foot in it since the Great Thaw. Slowly, Elsa made her way up the stairs, opened the doors and entered the ice castle.

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