Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Frozen or Rise of the Guardians. That distinction belongs to the Walt Disney Company, William Joyce, and DreamWorks SKG. This story is purely for my own pleasure, and I'm making no money whatsoever in publishing and sharing it. The cover art is titled, "Making Out," and is by the talented jipzuru. To see more of the artist's work please visit artist jipzuru at DeviantArt.


Elsa was bored.

She knew she shouldn't be. The responsibility of managing the governance of Arendelle was hers alone. Anna couldn't be trusted to sit for hours during open court, overseeing the grievances of the citizens. Six days out of seven she'd slip away to spend time with Kristoff and Sven.

Days Anna stayed she fidgeted until even Elsa began to twitch.

Anna was fidgeting now and yet staring with such concentration Elsa could feel her sister gawking beside her. Distracted, Elsa glanced into the crowded hall.

What she saw was a boy. And where the boy stepped, frost formed.


Author's Note: First reviewer (007) this chapter is uploaded in your honor. Please continue to read and review and I promise to continue posting (although maybe not quite with this speed.) Also, to my first 'favorite' and 'follow': thank you.