'How dare he insist on accompanying me on my journeys' Elsa thought as she readied her snow-creatures (she refused to call anything other than Olaf a snowman).

The young man was quick, she'd give him that, and the miniature palace he had created before her eyes was not a fluke. She would have to be careful – she did not want to hurt him and this was her first snow-fight with anyone other than Anna.

Her creatures were charging, but Jack kept easily evading them – as if he were floating on the air.

Wait, floating on the air?

He was flying, yes, just beyond the reach of her creatures, but how was he doing it?

"So, you don't want to be recognized as a queen and yet you act like one - will you not dispose of me yourself o great one? Do you need more snowmen to defeat me?"

'Snowmen' she thought. An image of Olaf appeared before her eyes. It was a happy memory of herself and Anna playing in the snow.

'Anna', her sister, who would never be able to build a snowman again.

She sat down once more, crystal tears in her eyes, not noticing as Jack disposed of the remaining creatures with ease. She sat down and thought of Anna.

"Fear not, sweet lady, for this brave knight has defeated the cold monsters of the abyss and won the right to accompany you on your journeys"

Elsa looked up at him, with a half amused half exasperated air.

"Is there no winning with you, good sir? I would rather have the company of a troll"

They both looked at each other so seriously at that moment that they could not help but burst out laughing. He held out a hand to help her up, and she took it.