/Elsa/

What do we do?

I'm filled with fear but also with an unheard of and almost suffocating sense of freedom. The fear is from the realization that I don't know what to do. If I was alone I wouldn't worry about it as much I would probably just let myself go and release all this power I've had building in me. With Anna here though I can't risk it. A quick glance at the silver streak in her hair is more than enough for my guilt to squash that notion.

The guilt is normal though, there isn't a day that I forget that I almost killed my sister. The thing that baffles me is the freedom of that question, what it implies. We don't know what to do because we can do anything! I've never had that luxury before. Even when I was a child, I played with Anna and enjoyed my youth because I knew that it wouldn't last forever. I knew that one day the fun would stop and I would have to be queen, it was my duty. Was, now though that isn't a problem. It's just my sister and I against the world! It's equal parts scary and exiting.

Anna's face scrunches up in thought as she ponders what we will do. I have to narrow down the options because we could do anything, I'm going to make up for the pathetic big sister I've been. I need to think not of what we can do but of what we should. I need to keep Anna safe, "We should keep moving." That's right the kingdom is only a boat ride away we need to get farther, the towns folk will try to hurt me, kill me and from the look in Anna's eyes earlier I know that she won't sit idly by. I won't let her get hurt, not because of me. "If we hike farther up the mountain maybe we can find a safe place to stay."

Anna's smile lets me exhale a breath I hadn't noticed I was holding. Having the responsibility for both of our lives is nerve wracking. "Ok, I'll follow your lead Elsa."

I can't help but feel my face heat up at the simple declaration, at its implication. The idea that Anna is able to place so much trust in me to blindly follow my lead after how I've treated her. Her smile is so comfortable and trusting she has complete faith in me. I've spent so much time alone I've forgotten what it feels like to have the love of my family. We turn and I make it about four steps before I feel a tug on my neck and am forced to backpedal to keep from falling over. I glance back and see that my cloak is stuck on a low hanging tree branch. Anna notices as well and goes over to it. "I'll get that untangled for you."

"It's fine." I reach for my neck and undo the clasp for the cloak. The breeze on the bare back of my next gives me goose bumps; maybe I should let my hair down? I look back at Anna with a smile, "The cold never bothered me anyway."

/Hans/

I can't help but smile as I walk back to my ship. The crew salutes me as I walk past. My grin widens, oh how blessed I've been, my father thought he was sending his thirteenth son to show how insignificant the kingdom of Arrendale is to a global power like the Southern Isles. He had no idea that he was sending me to my coronation, and eventually himself to the grave. Arrendale may be a backwater little kingdom with little to no military presence, but I can change that, I will. I've prepared my entire life to be king of the Southern Isles. With twelve other successors in front of me my chances were grim at best. However I've never been the type to give up. Once I get my power it will fit me like a glove, I was born to lead; and I'm not so cruel as to deny the world my rule.

My first mate Gunther approaches me wearing a crisp southern isles naval uniform. "Lord Hans." Your majesty would sound better but I let it slide.

These men are loyal to me, I made sure to personally put together the crew for this journey, it wouldn't be good to have one of my father's dogs undermine my authority. "Gunter, how would you like to be captain of my king's guard?"

He raises an eyebrow at the implication. "I would be honored. You have a plan sir?"

I've found promises of power to be an excellent motivator. "I always have a plan. Prepare the men. Tomorrow we set out on the trail of the princess. The royal advisor's have promised me her hand if we bring them back safely."

To Gunter's credit he manages to not look surprised. He's a well trained solider, the best I could find that wasn't hopelessly underneath my father's thumb. "Why are we waiting for tomorrow sir? We would have a better chance to catch them if we set off immediately. I can have ten men ready in less than an hour."

He was never a big picture person, that's fine though; it's the king's job to do that after all. "The advisors have offered this to other parties as well. The princess is with a powerful witch and it would be prudent to let one of them have a crack at her first. Best case they rescue the princess and we cut down the bastard. Even if they fail as long as they weaken the witch our job will be all the easier. Have the men ready by dawn tomorrow."

Gunter gives another salute and then stalks off to the bowels of the ship to inform the men. Almost as an after thought I call out to him. "Oh and, ready Justin as well." He nods and continues on his way. I can't help but start whistling a tune as I stroll the rest of the way to the captain's quarters with a rare smile on my face, I really must be blessed.

/Anna/

I follow my sister as she hikes up the mountainside through the snowy peaks. It is a little odd that there's quite this much snow on the ground at this time of year but if anything I'm thankful for it. With any luck the weather will dissuade any of our would-be pursuers; although, I can't think of any reason for the citizens to chase us this far anyway.

They seemed to want Elsa gone and now that we've left hopefully they won't see any reason to bother us. Hopefully. I can't help but frown at how unsure I feel about that. It's beginning to dawn on me that I don't know the citizens of Arrendale all that well. Today was supposed to be the day that marks my sister and I's return to society so that we can get to know our kingdom.

Our kingdom. What a weird concept considering that all but the select few who maintained the castle are complete strangers to me. How do I know that they don't hunt people with powers like ours? They seemed nice enough at the ball but who wouldn't be nice to a princess and a queen.

I feel a familiar nervous burning in my chest as I begin to think of our 'country men.' I need to relieve some stress. I look ahead and see that Elsa and I are nearing the tree line towards the edge of the cliff. I pause for a second to pick up a small branch that lay on the snow. "What are you doing?" When I glance up it's to the confused face of my sister who must have noticed me pause.

"Oh nothing." She continues looking at me strangely as I brush some excess snow off of the twig. I can't help but sigh contentedly at the release of pressure as the edge of the wood catches fire. She still looks at me confused and for the first time I question the origins of our powers, I wonder if her magic feels the same as mine? "Do you not need to let your magic out? Like I get a feeling when it's been too long, or when I'm nervous that just says, 'burn something!' Some times it's super inconvenient but when I try to hold it in I just feel so… and I'm rambling again aren't I?"

I can't help but blush as my sister raises a hand to stifle her laugh at my awkwardness. After a few second she removes her hand to reveal a mirthful grin. "Don't look so embarrassed, I like the energy that you bring to our conversations." That is certainly the most polite way for her to address my weirdness. Someone with her tact would probably make a wonderful queen. If only those townsfolk weren't so afraid they might realize that a great queen they just drove away.

"But to answer your question, sort of. I used to use my magic all the time. I never felt a need to let it out because I didn't restrain it." Just when is she talking about? Surely if she had been freezing fountains as a child I would remember it. Wouldn't I? I feel an unseen nagging in the back of my head like I'm forgetting something but there's no way that my sister could have hid her powers from me for our entire childhood.

Elsa's expression becomes downcast as if remembering something painful, she speaks to me with eyes lowered as if hiding behind her eyelashes, "But father realized that if I continued to go on like that it was only amount of time before there would be an accident. So father closed the doors of the castle to prevent anyone from finding out and helped me learn to conceal my powers."

He did what? My father was a very wise man, I never knew the reason for the closing of the gates and limiting the staff, but if that is really the reason why, "Then father was a fool." How dare he stifle my sister like that? He was the reason that I spent my childhood alone, and the reason Elsa did too.

Elsa looks at me shocked. "Anna don't say that father just had your best interests at heart!"

My best interests? "How is locking away my best friend and making her afraid of her own powers in my best interests?!" I'm yelling, why am I yelling? It takes me a second to realize it but I'm angry.

The stick that was slowly burning in my grasp, glows brightly as it's reduced to cinders in a second. There's a noticeable chill in the air as Elsa get's more emotional as well. "You don't know what could have happened! I could have hurt you; I could have killed you with these powers! I was too young to control myself. To me they were merely toys. Father did what he did to protect our family, to protect you!"

"From my sister?!" I can't believe what I'm hearing. The last ten years of my life fall into place as I learn more, this explains everything, the closing of the doors Elsa's seclusion. It's startling to think that she wasn't avoiding me because she hated me but because of the opposite. She was avoiding me because the man she trusted most convinced her that if she didn't I would die. That is unforgiveable, "I'll repeat it father was a fool! You would never hurt me!"

"I already did!" The world seems to come to a stop as Elsa screams to the winds, I was too absorbed in my own emotions to notice the blizzard that seems to be forming around the two of us.

Wind and snow swirl around us reaching high into the sky, but what bothers me more is what my sister is saying. Frozen tears escape her eyes as she continues to speak. "We were playing in the ball room. You woke me up in the middle of the night because you wanted a snowman. I wish we had just done that, kept it simple." The winds begin to dye down as Elsa's frustration shifts into sorrow. "Of course I wanted to show off, stupid brash, impulsive me. You were so fascinated by my magic that I couldn't help but try and show you what a cool big sister I was. I made the snow man all right, I turned the ball room into a skating ring and created a stairway of snow for you to play on."

She chuckles without smiling, "Watching you laugh and play was more than enough motivation for me to try my best, to make grander structures for you to enjoy." When she looks up at me, her eyes are brimming with guilt. "I got careless. I tried to catch you with a pillar of fluffy snow, I missed." I'm standing completely still as Elsa closes the distance between us and brushes a strand of hair from my face, specifically the white streak that's always been there. Or has it, apparently my I can't even trust my own memories. "Mother and father rushed to get help. They took us to meet trolls who said that my magic had hit your brain." I want to reach out and take her hand as Elsa's face scrunches up in obvious anguish but I'm frozen in place by her words. "Do you have any idea how I felt? Thinking that I had killed my baby sister? They were able to save you, but only by removing every memory of my magic from you. Father didn't make me give up magic, I chose to. I would lock myself away for eternity before I let myself hurt you again." The wind completely dies down as Elsa falls to her knees in front of me. "I-I'm so sorry!"

It's as if with those words Elsa releases me from my stasis. I instantly drop to my own knees to embrace my sister. "You don't have to apologize, I'm not angry, I never was. I may not remember but I'm sure that I would never blame you. Magic or not accidents happen. We're supposed to move through them together as a family, instead of scattering from each other and hiding away."

I move a little away from her to look my big sister in the eyes. The guilt is still there, it probably will be for a long time, but at least the tears have stopped. I give Elsa my biggest smile. "I wasn't there for you then, but I already told you that I am now. We are going to move past this together!"

I can see confusion in he expression along with the guilt, "How? How can I possibly move past what I've done? After I almost- you could have-"

"I don't what to hear that from you!" Her mouth closes in shock. "Enough with the 'almost' and 'what-if's'. You and I are going to move past this."

Maybe it's my attitude, or my confidence, or maybe Elsa actually believes me. "How?"

The question is meant to sound sarcastic and flippant, but in her eyes I can see hope. I can tell this guilt is something that she's been carrying with her for a long time. She's eager for a chance at redemption, even if I don't think she needs it, but if that's what she want's I will do my best to help her through this. "Well the first thing you have to do is let it go."

Her brow scrunches even further in confusion, "Let go of what?"

Just what do I mean? Let go of her, guilt, frustration, control, fear, apprehension? That doesn't cover it, Elsa's been blocking out her powers and feelings for too long. We're going to need to start from beginning and rebuild her confidence from the ground up. "Everything."

/End chapter/

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