Yeah, it's a small crossover, but it'll not be really important for the story, in case that it bothers someone. Elsa will appear soon, I swear! Oh, and I'm deeply, deeply grateful for all the reviews, follows and favorites, guys, you're all awesome! Peace out, I'll update as soon as I can :)!


Chapter One: Okay... now what?

"Lord have mercy!"

"Everyone, take cover!"

"Corsair, what do we do?"

"The masts are breaking!"

Anna looked in disbelief around her. What was even happening? One second she had Hans ring in her hand, next she was lying on the oak floor, surrounded by the pirates' screams. The crew members had fallen when an almost magical blast of snowstorm hit the ship, cracking the wood. The princess got up, stumbling, and fell again when another air current blew the sails, freezing the fabric at the very instant. The static cloths broke seconds later, falling like pieces of glass over the forepart of the ship. The now naked poles seemed to be okay, until a draft cut them by half, and they were taken away. Anna gasped, jaw hanging open. Those things were heavy, way too heavy to be lifted only by nature's force. She was absolutely sure that the bone-chilling storm had appeared in less than a blink, coming from the east.

"Princess, Princess Anna!"

She looked up, were a man barely stood, offering her a shaky hand and a thick coat. Before she could say anything, the guy was blown away, lifted high in the air. He vanished into the shadows of the night, and the princess had her arm extended, looking for someone that was no longer there. Maybe she could have helped him.

Anna screamed, but she couldn't even hear her own thoughts over the wind's furious howling and the cracking of the ship. The redhead was trying with all her might to stay low and safe from the blizzard, grabbing the wood planks under her with her bare hands, but gods knew how hard it was, because the whole ship seemed to have frozen, and her fingers slipped over the icy covering. Minutes passed like hours, and the princess wasn't sure of when the first strike of air had hit them.

She forced herself down when someone grabbed her with strong hands, pulling her by the arm. Every torch that had been lighted at midnight in both ships was out, and she could barely see a thing.

The redhead realized something, even though she wasn't supposed to be thinking about that in those moments. She was... she was fragile. Small. She wasn't strong. They were puppets carried by the wind, in that giant, giant ocean. And she was alone.

"H-Hans?" she asked softly, feeling like her throat had been ripped off by the cold. Her mouth was dry, and her limbs trembled furiously every time the cold rushes of air reached the ship.

"I'm afraid not, your Highness."

The Princess tried to remember when she had heard that voice before, or at least understand what the guy had said between the raging storm. After a while, she thought that it probably was Kai, one of her father's navy admirals, an old man deeply committed to his charge.

"Where is Hans, Kai?" the girl tried again, starting to feel weak.

How was her barquentine, most importantly? Her heart throbbed when she imagined how much damage it probably had gotten. All the hard work of the artisans...

"That doesn't matter now, princess." the man whispered, gently, but then he turned around and yelled to the darkness. "Gerda, I need you to come here and tell her everything while I prepare the boat!"

'A boat?' the young girl furrowed her brows. Maybe they had to abandon the ship for some reason. Everything was happening with a speed that she nearly couldn't follow.

"Princess Anna." she felt a cold hand in her shoulder and flinched away, startled. A woman's voice was near now. "Excuse me, your Majesty, but I need to explain this as fast as I can."

The princess nodded, and she truly didn't know why, or if someone had seen. The wind was now somewhat diminished; more like a huge invisible wall that pushed both ships really, really fast across the sea. Gerda fell twice while she made her mind, until she finally decided to speak.

"May the gods save the Ice Queen. We good hearts have always been protected by the sea entities." she muttered to herself, and the blizzard seemed to stop for a few seconds. The woman took it as the chance to look at Anna, even though the girl couldn't find her eyes hidden by the darkness, and spoke. "Princess, this will be rough to hear, but I beg you to keep in mind all the years that we have dedicated our lives to your Majesty the King. We would never try to harm his daughter in any way..."

Gerda hesitated, doubting what to say next.

"Continue, please." the princess begged, starting to tremble in her spot, and it wasn't only for the coldness in the air.

"Hurry up, woman! The rats are getting closer!" they heard Kai's muffled voice coming from afar.

Anna raised an eyebrow. What on earth was going on? What was wrong with the sudden storm? Maybe the gods weren't approving her marriage with...?

"My lady, the Royal Corsair had planned to do this from the very beginning."

"The Royal... you mean Hans?" she asked, and sensed how Gerda nodded. That explained something, but she didn't know many things yet. "Had planned what?"

"I beg you, princess, remember what I told you." the servant gulped, bowing her head. "I owe my life to your father and so does Kai; we would never betray him by any..."

"I understand, and I beg you to explain me, Gerda." she hurried the woman, hugging her sides, trying to keep the heat inside her body, but she was wearing the stupid thin summer dress that Hans said he liked.

"The Protector of the Kingdom is trying to kill you, milady." the woman interrupted herself, and after some seconds, resumed her words. "This was on his mind from the start, when your Majesty captured him in Arandelle's waters."

"Wh... what?" she swallowed, confused.

"We heard him talking with his comrades at the bay. He said that he was going to kill you in the sea, the sooner the better. He wasn't even going to propose, but he had to, only because we were here." Gerda's voice trembled, but she didn't stop. "After concluding the first part of his plan, he would flee to the Southern Islands, where he was going to ask his father to lend him some ships, the whole navy if possible. He would return to the kingdom alone in your barquentine, carrying your dead body, and would wait until they set a date for the funeral. In the chosen day, the Southern Islands would attack Arandelle... and conquer it."

Anna wasn't capable of muttering a word, not even sob. Because, for gods' sake, how was she supposed to react? Her knees trembled, because while they talked the temperature had dropped really fast, just like their possibilities of surviving against the storm. Most of the crew members had been thrown off board by now and were probably dead, frozen in the depths of the dark, monstrous ocean.

Gerda paused for another minute; waiting for either comments or reprimands from the princess, but the disconcerted girl was still putting things together in her head. She didn't know if she was supposed to trust her father's officers or her own feelings. Of course Hans wouldn't that, would he? No, no. He was her true love, and... he just...

"Your boat is ready, milady!" exclaimed her fathers' sailor, appearing from the side. His face was covered in sweat and his breath came in warm clouds; it had been something hard to do alone.

"Wait a second, Kai." stammered the older woman. "S-she doesn't believe what I'm saying."

"We don't have time to make her believe." said Kai with a sigh, and Anna jumped a bit when she felt warm hands covering her own. "Milady, if you doubt us, you'll have to search for information by yourself. Pirates are rather friendly if you are nice with them, or gift bottles of rum.

"And we wouldn't recommend you to return to Arandelle for a while, princess."

Anna blinked, unable to do anything else. What she wanted to do the most was to return to her fathers' side, and ask for guidance, and maybe a cup of tea. She needed to think about this.

"Why?" she finally muttered, eyes watering, and she didn't know if it was because of the cold or the sudden current of emotions that clouded her mind.

"Hans will be there. And probably..."

Gerda was quickly interrupted when an arrow pierced her shoulder, cutting through flesh, bone and muscle. Kai's breath catch on his trachea, he stepped back. Another one struck her right in her chest, breaking something vital. The woman fell to the ground, silently. A warm spatter had landed right in Anna's cheek, and she brushed her hand over it. It was blood.

She covered her mouth with her bloody fingers, gasping for air that seemed to have disappeared.

"You filthy traitors!" the princess jumped. It was Hans shouting somewhere. He sounded furious, almost like he was going to explode at any second. "Quick, grab those pigs! They are trying to kill Anna!"

The strawberry blonde was lifted in the air, and she wasn't sure if it was the air or Kai's arms. Everything stopped for a second. The girl waved her hands around, trying to grab something, anything.

"The servants are using witchcraft!"

And then she knew she was flying. Or at least it felt like it, with the wind striking her face like a knife. The princess had been thrown off board. But if a lifeboat had been there before, it wasn't even near Anna when she got to the water.

Even though she had learned in Arandelle's lake how to swim when she was younger, imitating somehow the way the ducklings danced in the water, so gracefully. Anyway, she didn't remember now. This was something completely new; the waves of the sea were so big, that even if she tried to swim upwards, the water pulled her down by her dress, which had turned insanely heavy.

For the first time in her life, the princess could say that she felt fear. True fear, panic. It was like she had little rocks inside of her, some of them so thick that stopped the pulse in her veins for full seconds, as all the oxygen in her lungs dissipated. She opened her mouth, trying to shout for help, help from any person that could give it to her; Hans, Kai, the pirates, Ice Queen's crew, anyone capable of getting her out of the ocean. The water was so cold that if felt like frozen stings pinched every inch of her body. And Anna's world went blank.

"Run, you need to leave!"

A foreign voice entered her mind. It was soft, warm, and even though it was full of concern, she could hear the love behind it, trapped in the throat and guts of the speaker, like she, it definitely was a she, was trying to protect her from something. She tried to move the gears in her head, remember when she had heard the girl, because it just felt so familiar. In Arandelle's market? One of the servants, maybe?

"Don't tell papa! Not even mama, Anna!"

The first sentence had some sense, but now she simply didn't know. Anna repeated the last words in her mind, many times. Was that some kind of funky dream before she died? But anyway, who was this girl with the shaky voice talking to her so freely, not even putting honorifics before her name?

"Anna, please!"

In a weird way, she sensed how the waves moved around her body, spinning and spinning endlessly, like she was dancing. Now the princess didn't even need to breathe, with her respiratory system being full of water. Something was pressing her head, dangerously carrying her down, but someone's hands, with long and cold fingers, were pulling her body up, to the light. She was dead already, probably.

Hours passed before she heard the voice again, this time mixed with her father's. It hit her like a brick.

"Anna, you need to wake up!"

She did, slow but surely. At first she didn't feel her arms because of the cold, but minutes later, she realized that something was covering her, some kind of fluffy sheets. Everything hurt, and it was difficult to inhale trough her nose.

Suddenly,she felt something warm and sticky running across her cheek. What was it? The princess managed to flutter an eye open, reluctantly, because of the brightness of the sun over her head. She squeezed them shut, growling.

'Hang on, the sun?' she tried to raise her upper body but something cracked when she did. The princess cried out, and heard a bark besides her.

The animal licked her across the forehead this time with its raspy tongue. Grossed out, she opened her eyes, placing a hand over her eyes so the sun wouldn't annoy, and to prevent any other licks.

Anna adjusted her eyes to the light, and flinched away when she found a huge dog staring at her. The animal was gigantic, with its' tongue peeking between its' sharp teeth, but it was dripping wet and seemed scared.

She didn't think much before petting the beast under its chin, smiling.

Anna tried to say something to soothe the canine but coughed instead, burping out all the remaining water in her lungs. The dog looked at the princess, worried. Her head felt like a gods' forsaken anchor, she wasn't capable of even lifting her neck, but somehow managed to turn around so she wouldn't choke. After a while with the convulsion attack, nearly coughing a lung out, her throat felt so dry that she ended up puking all the water in her stomach too.

It took a while to recover properly, and the dog licked her hand all the time, trying to help somehow.

"A-are you okay, doggie?" she asked with croaky voice, running her fingers over the dog's big ears.

The animal nodded, like he understood what the princess had said. This would have probably scared anyone, but not her.

The girl had lived all her life trying not to disturb her parents with their royal stuff, and since she was five, Anna had to stay trapped inside the castle. Outside were the pirates, the wars, the hunger and the poverty, and the King wasn't going to let her girl, with such a good heart, worry about the people that lived there. Those were harsh days for a girl to face alone, so it had been almost natural when she began talking to the paintings in the halls, telling her secrets to birds, joking with flowers, and discussing about politics with stray cats. She wasn't impressed by the dog's abnormal behaviour.

"It'll be okay, buddy, I promise. We only have to... we only have to find shelter." the dog's ears sticked to his skull, and Anna caressed his back this time. "There's nothing to worry about, doggie. Maybe we can get some hot cocoa after, how does that sound?"

The animal wiggled his tail and jumped around the princess, earning a few chuckles from the only person around. The girl grabbed the dog's collar, and tried to read what it said.

"Oh, so you're Sven." she raised her head a little and looked around. "Where's your owner, puppy?"

Okay, so this was a land completely new to her. Everything seemed dirty, even the sand under her body and the little waves that splashed her feet from time to time. It smelled nasty, like someone had... like someone's bathroom.

"We need to move, Sven. Water will rise sooner or later." the princess tried to get up. Her legs were sore, and if she tried to flex them, a flush of pain ran through her muscles. But Anna needed to move, she knew, or she was going to die from hypothermia at night.

After some failed attempts, the girl realized that probably something was broken in her left foot's ankle. The dog looked at her, concerned, but Anna shook her head, sighing.

"It's no good. But don't worry, I'm sure that if I try again, I'll..."

"Sven!" Anna jumped, scared by sudden scream. "Sven, where are you?!"

"He's here!" the princess replied as loudly as she could, not even thinking of the consequences that it was going to carry. "Sven is here!"

She tried to find the owner of the manly voice, and after some time, she finally saw a man running towards her at full speed. The blonde guy was wrapped in the most ripped and filthy looking clothes that Anna had ever seen in her life. A somewhat stained beanie hung over his head, and he carried in his loose belt something that looked like a sword covered in mud. She could hardly tell if he was wearing shoes, with his big feet all black and calloused. But still, the guy was running breathless with a huge smile all over his face... and were those happiness tears running down his cheeks?

"Sven!" he called the dog, which ran towards him. The buff man hugged the animal when they reunited, petting its head. "Gods, I was really worried about you, silly dog!"

Ignoring the scene, Anna crawled, trying to get as far of the sea as she could, and ended up under a palm tree with her hands peeled. Oh, how she'd have loved to take a nap.

"Th' poor girl nearly drowned 'cause ye took so much time decidin' to show up!" the blonde said with a weird unstable voice, but when Anna looked at him, he relaxed his elbows and continued with the voice that she had heard at the beginning. "Wasn't my fault, Sven. I woke up like a thousand miles away, and after all.. she seems okay. Here, tiny, catch."

The bottle nearly hit Anna in the head, but as soon as she felt the coldness of the container in her fingers, without saying a word, the princess drank all of it, choking from time to time. She didn't really care about it, because there was no servant around. The blonde watched her in awe, the enormous dog too.

"That was all the water we had..." he breathed out after she finished it, and took the empty bottle from the Princess' hands.

Anna froze in place, and after a pause raised her hands, red as a tomato.

"I-I'm so sorry!" she apologized, nervous, even though her throat itched like she had eaten a chilli. "I really, really didn't mean to drink it all! But it was cold, and my throat is burning, and I'm still thirsty, and I...! Sorry, I couldn't help it!"

The dog barked, as close to a laugh as it could have been. Anna raised a brow, looking at its giant nose, and then looked up to the guy, who was chuckling all along.

"No prob, fancy dress." a huge grin appeared in his face as he accommodated his beanie over his greasy looking hair, pointing with a dirty nail behind her. "We'll have to grab your cocon... I m-mean, the coconuts hanging in that palm tree that you're laid against."

"Oh. O-okay, I see." she nodded softly, and moved aside, still embarrassed, hanging her head low.

The guy unsheathed his sword and with a quick and decided strike hit the palm. The dog raised his ears and bounced around. Two or three coconuts fell, and Anna clapped, admired.

"What's your name?" he asked, striking again, and another bunch of fruits fell, but Anna was focused on a coconut, trying to open it with a tiny stone that she'd found lying around. "Mine's Kristoff, the puppy is Sven, I think you know that. We're pirates." he added according to the only rule that he followed, once you met someone, you had to present yourself.

"P-pirates...?" the princess looked up when Kristoff hit the tree, and it was the right second to contemplate darkness falling upon her. One of the coconuts landed right on her head.

She passed out before the pirate could do anything.

The girl hoped that she wasn't going to wake up soon. Joining ideas in her pained head, she thought that maybe, only maybe, she could have been dragged across the sea all the night and half a day. So she probably was close to... something? The current of the sea had moved her around so much that it made impossible for the girl to position herself. Before the sudden blackness caused by the coconut, she was that she had seen the sun. So, okay, it was there, as supposed, and that meant that Arandelle was... somewhere, diagonally positioned with the Southern Islands. So, where were the named islands supposed to be? Right, at south, duh. Now, where was the south?

She mentally slapped herself for not paying attention in her star positioning classes.

After a while regaining strength, she finally opened her eyes. The moon was up in the sky, and some fire stirred near her. She was covered in clothes that truly smelled horrible, like dogs fur. Oh, right, she also had the giant dog over her.

"You awake, honey?" she heard the pirate say, using the stern voice.

"You bet I am." she growled between her teeth, slowly sitting again as she caressed her temple. "Thanks for the concussion, by the way..."

It was pitch dark, and she couldn't help but embrace the covers that the blonde guy had put over her shoulders. The princess scooted closer to the fire and warmed her hands.

"Yeah... sorry about that." the blonde chuckled awkwardly, rubbing his nose. "Seems like you have a hard skull."

"Yup, and you nearly broke it." she half-smiled.

Anna tilted her head to the side. Were on earth had the waters led her? She looked at the surroundings. The princess nearly started crying when she realized that her ship was nowhere to be seen. Not even pieces of it were around. That was strange.

"Where are we?" she whispered, closing her eyes and trying to focus.

"Not even an idea." the man offered her an open coconut with a sheepish smile. "This one hit you. Take revenge."

Anna looked at the coconut, then at him, and shrugged. That guy seemed more like a teddy bear than a pirate. She drank the whole thing and the other three that Kristoff gave her.

"Shipwreck, huh?" he commented after the girl ate some pieces bread. Anna choked on the coconut's milk that she was currently drinking.

"Y-yeah..." she sighed, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Her clothes had dried, but she was still cold. Gods, what a terrible trip it was until now.

"I'm sorry, fancy dress."

Anna tried to collect herself, and barely did after a while, petting Sven's furry head.

"Still no clue of where we are?" the girl asked, with a voice that sounded way to tired considering that she had been unconscious for at least six hours.

"Nope. The damned Ice Queen's blizzard hit us good" Kristoff gulped, giving a stiff smile.

"Ice Queen's... blizzard?" she repeated slowly, carefully, remembering that Gerda had said something about that.

"Yeah. Didn't you notice?"

"Well, my ship was probably completely destroyed by some weird ice magic that sent the whole crew flying, so, if someone noticed, it was me." she laughed a little even though she didn't felt like it at all, and grabbed her head after, because things had began spinning around.

"It was wonderful." the pirate beamed, smiling as the fire stirred.

"What?" Anna felt rage gripping her stomach, but successfully hid it. "All the people that died?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that!" the pirate nearly yelled, shaking his head. "I was talking about the swirl that the snowflakes did in the air! It was almost like someone was moving them around! It... it was marvellous if you had the time to look at them..."

Anna sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Sven was sleeping at her side, and probably having some kind of hunting dream, because he moved his paws around, clawing at the air.

"Sorry." Anna apologized. "I'm having a hard day."

"We're all having a terrible day, fancy dress."

"You said the storm was made by Ice Queen?" she asked after an awkward pause, because neither of them knew how to continue with the conversation. "How could a ship have done all of... that?"

"Duh, the Ice Queen was made with magic." the blonde guy rolled his eyes like it was the most obvious thing ever. "It is unbreakable, it has the stronger cannons in the seven seas and is the fastest of them all, has the most ferocious Captain, and pirates say that when the Ice Queen is near, it'll start snowing, the sea gets cold, and fish swim away. It's bad for the business. "

"I see..." Anna coughed dryly. The piece of ice inside her chest seemed to weight now, and she had begun feeling stings in her head too. It probably was from all the exertion that it had been being carried around by the sea for so many hours.

"But if the Captain decides to go somewhere, the Ice Queen's blizzard will clean its path." Kristoff ate a slice of bread. "Some pirates say it's like a never ending torture for the crew, knowing that anywhere they go, they'll only bring despair."

The princess swallowed, hard.

"It's like a curse." the redhead stuttered.

"It is a curse, indeed." the pirate nodded in response. "Every crew member is cursed, and every person that decides to stand on its' ice carved deck will be too."

"H-how?" she inquired, biting her bottom lip nervously.

Anna's curiousness couldn't be subsided easily, and she was usually one to push until she got all the answers that she needed; so now the princess kept asking, even though her head hurt like hell, and she was a hundred percent sure that tears were going to begin streaming down her face if she kept making questions. But she would bear that. It felt like she was recovering every lost day searching histories in Arandelle's libraries, every night that she hadn't slept (haunted by visions of what she thought the ship was), every failed secret mission that had involved hiding under the King's desk and listening to his royal speeches, and basically all the information that she'd craved to internalise but had never found anywhere. She couldn't imagine anything better.

"It'll freeze your heart permanently." the blonde man stated, and had to continue because of the inquisitive look that the girl gave him. "You kind of... never get old? Well, a friend of mine told me that the grandfather of a friend of his sister's second grade cousin knew a guy of the crew, a kid named Olvia or something strange like that. After almost thirteen years without any sights of the Ice Queen, the ship appeared in his homeland. They were at summer when it suddenly began snowing; it was a freezing storm that had came out of nowhere, and lots of families went outside to check what was going on. No one could believe it when they found the Ice Queen meters away from the harbour, floating silently. He saw his friend on the deck, as fresh as a rose, jumping around and fixing the sails."

The princess blinked, amazed, confused, and beginning to feel slightly dizzy.

"So they never leave the boat?" she asked, flexing her legs, which had started getting numb.

"No. That's just stupid." the guy laughed loudly, and even though Anna would have most likely fought with anyone that laughed of her, she didn't really care this time. She was learning, and if it meant getting mocked, she was okay with it. "They can, but if the Captain's gone for too long, the ship will melt eventually, and they'll all die but the Captain."

"That's..." Anna looked for the words, but she didn't find them. "That's terrible."

"Stupid tales old woman tell. The Ice Queen was lastly seen lurking Southern Islands' waters, and it was almost fifteen years ago." Kristoff shrugged. "Maybe the Captain got sick and died, and everyone else did. Who knows?"

The Princess jumped. She had felt a string being pulled in her heart, squeezing her lungs. Like a cold, gelid piece of ice inside of her ribcage. Weird. And she was sure that it hadn't been sadness or anything like that. Worry, maybe? But why would she care about a ship that only existed in fairytales? Anna sighed, exhaustion nearly palpable, and searching help, she looked up at the sky.

The princess gasped when she found something unexpected up in the night's darkness.

"Oh my god..." she muttered, eyes popping open.

"It's not that terrible, anyway." he chuckled, extending his cold arms in front of the fire. Even though the guy was tremendous, he was trembling under his many clothing layers. He was dripping wet too, after all.

"Holy sh...!"

"Wow, wow, they're just stories, tiny, there's no need to swear."

"Look up the sky, Kristoff!"

The blonde did, and found some weird looking lights glimmering up at the other side of the sea. They weren't stars, that was for sure, because they moved around, guided by breezes of wind. What on earth was that? He was certain that he hadn't seen them ever before.

"That's Corona!" rejoiced the princess, pointing at the peculiar lights.

"Corona?" he repeated, probing the new word.

"Yes! It's Rapunzel's birthday!" Anna shivered when a really cold flash of wind got to them, but the faith somehow managed to remain inside. This changed everything!

"Oh, no, not the fire." Kristoff growled, grabbing some branches besides him and throwing them inside of the burning centre. After doing so, he looked back at the princess. "Rapun... what?"

Anna had been thinking meanwhile, rubbing her hands together.

"Papa said that he was coming to the party, but-" she arched an eyebrow. The party was weeks away when she had left from the harbour with...

"Hans!" her voice broke, feeling guilty for not thinking about him earlier.

"Hans?" Kristoff was deeply puzzled, understanding half of anything that Anna said.

"Oh, gods!" she quaked, knees trembling wildly because of the sudden drop of temperature that chilled the area. "What happened to my Hans?"

"Your...? Okay, okay, time out, puffy cheeks, I'm not following you." he shook his head, inhaled with all his might, and pointed at the sky. "Those lights are coming from where?"

"The kingdom of Corona." Anna explained.

"And who's this..." Kristoff waved a hand around, trying to remember the name. "Reaping-shelf girl?"

"Rapunzel." she corrected, poorly hiding her smile from the pirate. "She's a princess, the daughter of a royal family too."

"Too?"

"Yeah, too." the strawberry blonde was starting to think that the pirate had hit his head with a rock or something when the Ice Queen's blizzard had started. But he was her saviour.

"So... who are you?"

"I'm Anna, Princess of Arandelle..." the guy let a loud ´huh?´, and the redhead looked down at her scraped and dirty dress, frowning. "Well, I don't look very regal right now..."

"No, no, you are fine, but I haven't heard about you in my life."

"Really?" Anna was the one confused right now, maybe a little offended.

"Yup. Would remember." the owner of the dog looked at Anna for a second, and when their eyes met, he snickered. "Surely would."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" she pouted, hugging herself. It was frickin' freezing.

"Nothing. At all. But, well, now that you're fine, I guess I can continue with my journey." he relaxed his shoulders and got up in a swift jump. "You'll be fine with the coconuts; I'll be on my way."

"What?" she was surprised, deeply surprised, but tried to keep her face cool. The jaw hanging immediately blew her cover, though. Maybe if she gained some time, she could think of a good plan to use. "In which ship you are travelling?"

"A tiny one." he reported, rubbing his nose with the back of his hand before pointing somewhere in the dark. "I carried you here while you slept, and you haven't noticed yet because it's dark. The beautiful thing it's over there."

Anna found said boat with the help of the moonlight, and bit down her lips so she wouldn't grin. The embarkation was ridiculously small, seemed broken, and the only two sails that it had were barely bigger than the towels that she used back at the castle.

"Do you seriously think that you'll get somewhere with that garba- boat, if the Ice Queen's blizzard strikes again?"

"I will, of course." he seemed slightly hurt. "We just have to be careful, that's all. If the wind doesn't blow Sven away, then I'm fine."

And Kristoff got up, picked up his sword, and waved goodbye.

"If you can help me get to Corona, I'll ask my father to give you a brand new boat!" she belted without second thoughts.

The pirate didn't answer right away, in fact, he took some time to think about the proposal. He shook his head negatively after the proper considering.

"Don't wanna."

"W-why not?" Anna seemed desperate, and gods, she was. Maybe in other situation she would have paid him something right away, but here she had nothing more than coconuts and sand. She wasn't going to admit that to herself, though. Deep inside she knew that surviving alone was not an option. "You could even choose the wood, the colours..."

"Don't feel like having my own crew. I can't order people around, it's tiring."

"Then you'd rather being ordered around?"

"No." he replied, deadly serious. "I don't like being with other pirates. They lie, steal, and betray. After certain situations, I've learnt that dogs are better than them. I like my small boat, I can travel freely and sell fish everywhere I want, and anytime I feel like it."

"That's the same with a pretty new boat, and you don't need your crew." she had to use in that moment some of that negotiator blood that ran in her veins, or at least did in her father's. "I bet our carpenters can even carve a house for Sven."

The blonde guy quirked an eyebrow, now interested in the deal. He considered her words for some seconds before tilting his head to the side.

"It'll be freely given to me by the King?"

"Sure." Kristoff thought that the exaggerated nod that the girl gave, how she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and looked away when they made eye contact was beyond suspicious, but he grinned to himself, amused. "No charges, I'm sure papa won't mind. Maybe we can catch him if we get to Corona at time, y-you know."

"Okay. I'll help you." he adjusted his beanie, and offered his hand to the princess right after spitting on it.

The girl looked at his palm for a few until she understood.

"Gross, gross, gross." she whispered between her teeth before imitating him. They shook hands, both not convinced at all of the other's promise.

"But if you are lying, I will have no other solution than abandoning you in some lonely island." he commented, hiding his smile. "Or cutting your neck. Maybe both."

Anna gulped loudly and wiped her hand in the ragged velvet of her dress.

"Of c-course. I wouldn't lie about that."

"Good."

"Then let's go." the princess looked around, trying to get up. When she finally set her feet to perform the movement, the pirate stopped her.

"What?" Kristoff scratched his head lazily, yawning. "It's dark... and we don't have anything to protect ourselves with. I mean, I have my sword, but it won't be enough."

"Enough for what?" Anna began feeling anxious immediately.

"We'll have to find out tomorrow, when we look around. I bet there are some friendly pirates waiting for us hidden in the bushes." he faked not seeing the shiver in Anna's body, and continued his speech. "You'll need to recharge energy from sleep, though. In case you haven't realised, we're out of water."

"Sorry again." the princess felt red spreading across her cheeks, and she quickly laid back. "Wake me when you feel tired." Sven accommodated himself between Anna's arms.

"What? You slept the whole day!"

The girl faked a snore, and Kristoff couldn't do anything but laugh. He pressed his back against a fallen tree and lowered his beanie a little; he was going to take nap too, later, maybe.

He had been staring for a while at the beautiful floating lights that danced across the dark silk that the night was, when a tiny snowflake landed in the pirate's nose. He grabbed the tiny nature's masterpiece with his little finger, and it melted in a few seconds. Well, that was new. He shrugged, and continued gawking at the lights.

And another fell in his elbow. Then other over his beanie. And after that, a lot more all over the place.

He looked straight up at the sky, and a shiver went down his spine. Luckily, Anna was sleeping already, protected under Sven's cozy (and smelly) fur.

It was snowing in the middle of the summer.