Hey guys! I know it's been a long wait, but I went on vacation and went camping, and I only had WiFi maybe two nights of that time. Instead, I give you lots of Jelsa in this chapter! On a different note, since Jack is not the Winter Spirit in this story, I decided to age him up to twenty-one so he could be the same age as Elsa. I hope you like it and please review!

-E


"I mean it," Jack said, smiling now that I had calmed down. "I had no idea that you could do the same thing until I saw you on the balcony however. What I really wanted to do was introduce myself, and in way, my family."

"Well, now I know who you are," I muttered. "How come your family wasn't out on the balcony with you if you wished to introduce them?"

"My sister is sick, so my mother stayed home to take care of her," Jack said. "I was the only one that was able to come to the ball. But please, let me formally introduce myself. I had the whole thing planned out and I would hate for my efforts to go to waste." Jack's smile widened even further as he sunk into an exaggerated bow. "Jackson Overland Frost, at your service milady."

I couldn't suppress a giggle that escaped from my lips. Jack's dramatic way of doing things was amusing to me; it almost reminded me of Anna in a way. "Queen Elsa of Arendelle at your service, my good sir," I answered him, curtseying with a smile. "Now, what is the full extent of your powers? I noticed you were flying earlier, and I most certainly cannot do that. Do you have complete control of them?"

"I've always been able to ask the wind to take me where I want to go," Jack said in an easy, comfortable tone. "Other than that, I just create snow and ice. I used to like creating fun snow days for the kids back in Burgess, and I was planning on doing the same in Arendelle now that I live here. As for control… well, for the most part I can control them. They can get out of hand if my emotions start overpowering my better judgment. My mother has always known about my powers, and she had helped as much as she can, but it really made it easier when my sister found out a few years ago. She's so supportive of me, and I love her so much that she can calm me down if my powers are getting out of control."

"What about your father?" I inquired further. "Does he know anything about your powers?"

Jack's smile suddenly fell from his face, and I instantly knew I had said something wrong. "No, my father doesn't know," he said moodily. "After I was born he left my mom for years. She raised me on her own, until he showed up again eight years ago. He pretended to want to be involved in our lives again. I was thirteen at the time. But once my sister was born, he did the same thing and left again. At least this time I was able to help my mom raise my sister, so she wasn't completely on her own. I'm twenty-one now."

"I'm sorry I brought up a painful topic," I murmured in what I hoped was a satisfactory apologetic tone. "Please excuse my rudeness. I should not have been so forward with you."

"Don't worry," Jack said, grinning once again. "And you don't have to be so formal around me. I mean, we have the same powers. Doesn't that kind of cross most boundaries?"

"Well, it's true that you're the only one that knows about them," I said slowly. "But the only ones I'm ever able to be myself around are my sister and some of the servants I've known my whole life. I will try my best to be loose, Jack, but please understand if I slip up occasionally."

"No worries," Jack assured me. "I'm just glad you're beginning to be more comfortable around me. I actually thought I had a good chance of getting arrested when I showed up here, but it was a chance I was willing to take. I had to know if you and I had the same powers." As he spoke, and idea popped into my mind. I wasn't quite sure that I could trust Jack yet, but he seemed friendly enough… and he seemed to have a much better control on his powers than I did.

"Jack," I began, still a bit uncertain. "Do you… do you think that you might be able to teach me how to control my powers? The last time that I used them around other people, I almost killed my sister. Now that I am to be married, I am not positive I will be able to hide them from my husband-to-be. And I definitely do not wish to kill him accidentally."

A dark look passed over Jack's face when I mentioned my impending marriage, but it was so quick that I decided I must have imagined it. Instead, he nodded. "Yeah, I'll help as much as I can. In fact, we can teach each other. I'm sure that you know how to do some things that I can't and vice versa."

"Thank you," I whispered, my entire being grateful. I was terrified of hurting Hans once we were married, or especially Anna again. If Jack could truly teach me how to gain control over my powers, perhaps some of the fear that had lived in my heart for thirteen years would disappear. One could only hope.

"No problem," Jack answered. "Let's go right now. I can show you a couple things."

"Right now?" I asked, suddenly confused. It was the middle of the night. Why in the world would Jack want to start working with me now? I wasn't even dressed properly. "Jack, it's the middle of the night. Do you really think now is the best time to start this?" voicing my concerns.

"Yeah, I do," Jack said. "I mean, you're probably busy all day with queenly duties and things like that. And besides, you seem to consider it very important that no one finds out about your powers. Practicing at night would give us the best cover, as less people are likely to be out and about." I had to admit he had a point.

Still, I hesitated. Ever since I hurt Anna, I had never, not once, done anything risky, or even used my powers on purpose. Even after my parents died, I strived to prove that I could be the best daughter, the best queen that I could be, even with my powers. I was a good girl, I followed the rules, did everything that was asked of me. This would be breaking all of the boundaries I had imposed upon myself.

Jack noticed my hesitation. Slowly, as though he didn't want to frighten me, he held out his hand to me. "Come with me," he persuaded in a gentle, low voice. Taking a deep breath to steel myself, I ignored all thoughts that were telling me that I was taking far too big of a risk and grabbed Jack's hand.

"You better hold on tight, my Queen," Jack grinned. Before I could ask what he meant, he proclaimed, "Wind! Take me to the glen at the edge of the woods!" The winds immediately picked up speed around us and before I could register what was happening, I was literally swept off my feet.

Being so unprepared for this flight, I screamed, and instinctively clutched Jack around the shoulders in a vice-like grip. In response, he chuckled in my ear. "Relax, I'm not going to drop you," he laughed. His voice did nothing to ease my fears, so I closed my eyes and didn't relax my rigid body. I didn't move a muscle until I felt Jack's feet touch the ground. Only at that point did I realize that I had wrapped my legs around his waist to make myself feel more secure.

I quickly unwrapped my legs and barely caught myself before I tumbled to the ground after my sudden dismount. I didn't want to say anything about what had just happened, but I could feel my cheeks burning with a slight blush. "So, are we going to get started?" I asked, attempting to diffuse the awkward situation that was hanging in the air.

"Yeah, let's go!" Jack enthused. He ran towards the trees, and only then did I take notice of the gorgeous glen that we were standing in. It was small, and surrounded by trees that gave the glen a very enclosed feel. But when I glanced up, I could see every star in the sky, and for a moment, I felt carefree for the first time in thirteen years.

Turning my attention back to Jack, I noticed that he had created a mass of snowballs and sorted them into a neat pile beside him. "Come on, Your Majesty, you're not going to win a snowball fight without any ammo!" he called.

"Jack… I haven't had snowball fight since I was eight years old," I said nervously, wringing my hands together. "What if I hit you with my powers?"

"Don't worry," Jack said, quickly walking over to where I was standing. "You won't hurt me. I know you won't. Besides, I have the same powers as you, so there is nothing to worry about. I'll be fine. The first thing I'm going to teach you is to have fun, even with your powers." The whole time he was speaking, Jack looked straight into my eyes, making me want to believe every word he said. "Now, get ready!" he exclaimed, running back over to his pile of snowballs and creating a simple fort for himself with a wave of his hand.

I told myself that I couldn't hurt Jack. I wouldn't be directly firing my magic at him like I had done with Anna so many years ago. There was no risk. Filling my mind with these thoughts, I removed the gloves from my hands and dropped them on the ground. With a tentative flick of my wrist, I created about the same amount of snowballs as Jack. Feeling slightly more confident, I also created a fort for myself, and picked up a snowball in my hand, preparing to throw it. Jack was giving me an encouraging grin, so to show him that I was ready to begin, I threw my first snowball straight into his face. He stumbled a bit, which almost caused me to run over to him in a panic to make sure he wasn't hurt, but he wiped the snow off his face and I saw that he was still grinning.

"It's on!" he called, and with that he began to hurl his snowballs at me in rapid succession, using his powers to propel them forward, all the while replenishing his ammunition. I was forced to duck behind my fort to avoid being pelted with snowballs. I didn't want to use my powers to throw my own snowballs at Jack, but once he began manipulating the snowballs to hit me from above, I decided that I was not going to sit and cower, but fight back.

After a brief reprieve from Jack's assault, I quickly created a gigantic mass of snow and held it above my head with my powers. I peeked my head above my fort to look for Jack, but couldn't find him.

After a moment of careful searching, I found him scaling the tree next to me, clearly meaning to shake some of the snow that had amassed on the branches onto me. I hurled the snow at him, which moved at lightning speed now that is was propelled by my powers. It knocked Jack out of the tree, who caught himself with the wind before he hit the ground. He shot me a wicked grin as he too created a snowball that was even larger that my previous one. I was forced to block the onslaught with a wall on pure ice.

What I really wanted to do was create a snowball above Jack and have it drop on him, but I was still frightened of accidentally hitting him directly with my powers in the process. Instead, I settled for creating more small snowballs at my side and send them, one after the other, in Jack's direction, while he attacked me in a similar manner.

Our snowball fight must have lasted for hours, though it seemed to pass very quickly to me. I only noticed how much time had really passed when I noticed that it was progressively getting lighter in the glen. I glanced up, and with a yelp, noticed that the sun was beginning to rise. "Jack, I have to get back to the castle!" I yelled towards him.

Jack had been floating in midair again, arm poised to aim a force of snowballs at me from above. He stopped at my words and glanced toward the sky, and seemed to notice for the first time how long we had really been here. I looked down, and barely suppressed a groan when I noticed the kind of state I was in. My nightclothes were a mess from the amount of snow that had beaten them, and my hair had come halfway undone from the braid I had put it in for bed. I also registered how fatigued I was, seeing as I had gotten no sleep whatsoever.

As Jack hovered lightly to the ground, I searched for my gloves and found them half-buried under a mountain of snow. I picked them up and siphoned the snow off of them with my powers before tugging them back on my hands. "I have to get back to the castle before the servants or Anna notice that I'm missing," I told him, starting to panic again. What if we didn't get back in time and they started searching for me? What if someone spotted Jack bringing me back to the castle and thought that I was being unfaithful to Hans?

"I'll get you back in time," Jack said, as if reading my thoughts. He held out his hand again, and this time I managed to get a firm grip on his shoulders before he became airborne. I also forced my legs not to curl around his waist, even though I felt much less secure that way. Jack put his arms around my own waist, and I was incredibly aware of them the entire way back to the palace.

My window was still open, and though it was still laced with ice, I could tell that the heat of the sun was slowly thawing it. Jack flew into the middle of my room and gently set us down on the rug.

"I'm pleased to tell you that you exceeded expectations on your first lesson, my Queen," Jack said. Suddenly shy from his praise, I lowered my eyes from his face. Now that the playful fight was over, I acknowledged once again how insanely good-looking Jack happened to be, especially now that I knew how sweet and nice he was. I reminded myself over and over than I was betrothed to Hans, who was handsome and kind as well, but a small voice in the back of my mind kept saying that Hans couldn't hold a candle next to Jack.

"Thank you for taking the time to help me, Jack," I murmured, whilst pulling the hair that remained in a braid out of its band. I ran my hand lightly through the blonde tresses to blend my hair together. I glanced up for a moment and noticed that Jack seemed transfixed at my movements. Self-conscious once again, I dropped my hand and cleared my throat awkwardly. That seemed to snap Jack back into reality.

"I'll come see you again soon so we can arrange our next lesson, my Queen," Jack said in a much softer tone than his usual playful one. He walked to the window and prepared himself for flight again. In a sudden stroke of realization, I noticed that Jack had never, not once, called me by my name. He always used formal titles like 'Your Majesty' or 'my Queen' when addressing me.

"Jack," I called just before he ascended. He looked back the moment his name left my lips. "Please, call me Elsa," I said, before my boldness fled me.

He smiled at me again, but in a different way than all the smiles he had given me tonight. "I can do that, Elsa," he said, my name rolling off of his tongue as though belonged there, before he took off, flying into the rays of early dawn.


I hoped you liked that chapter! I have lots more planned for this story, including a ton of drama that is going to come into play soon. Thanks so much for reading and supporting this story, and don't forget to leave a review!

-E