Ok guys so this one is going to be from Anna's point of view just to help the story progress better without too much confusion. BUT the first part is occurring the same time as the second chapter I wrote so you should just go back and read The whole story. Now please enjoy chapter three of Cold to the Touch:

I woke up to the melodic sounds of birds chirping. I opened my eyes to find that the sun had barely started to peak over the north mountain.

That's strange, I thought, why am I awake this early? Oh yeah I remember now. Not much sleep since...

My thoughts started to drift. I wasn't tired. the thought of sleep was apauling actually. I didn't want to risk having another dream like that about the Queen.

You mean your sister. How could you have thoughts like that?

I shook my head. It's not like I was choosing to have thoughts about Elsa like that. I mean who would choose to love their sister like that?

I shifted my blankets off of me then walked over to my vanity. I opened the single drawer of the vanity. Inside were brushes and combs and make up and pens and perfume. I pushed it back a little to reveal a small hole. I put my finger in then pushed up, opening a second drawer. I reached inside feeling for a certain something. The feeling of the leather book in my hand was calming and relieving. My diary. The most interpersonal deep dark thoughts of mine. Actually not really. Mostly boring stuff like how many days it had been since I had even seen Elsa. But recently it had been filled with an actual secret. My dream about my sister. I read over it blushing at some of the more intimate parts. I then quickly shook my head, willing the thought to go away. The entry in my diary read:

I am not sure what is wrong me. Let me explain. So I had this dream about Elsa. In my dream I awoke to find her sitting on the edge of my bed, leaning over me. Her beautiful platinum blonde braid was draped around her neck and shoulder. She had a midnight blue dress that was tighter on the bodice then gently pooled out right above the waist. Not too much, only enough so that she could walk. There were intricate and beautiful designs covering the snow-gown. It fit her figure perfectly and she was absolutely stunning. She had a mischievous grin on her face. I gasped slightly as she quickly put her face inches from mine. Her blue eyes were gorgeous. She closed them and slowly drew herself in for a kiss. I was surprised but then I wasn't and then the dream started to get more and more intense. I then woke up feeling slightly hot you-know-where. When I finally came back to reality, it seemed like a silly little dream, and I honestly thought that was all it was. But the dream started occurring more and more and every time I woke up feeling a little different. Then I woke up from that dream today and I realized that I loved Elsa. But not in the way I did when I sacrificed myself for her. Although, maybe that act of true love sparked something inside of me. Maybe she feels the same. Ugh, wishful thinking. I think I hear Kai to "wake me" so goodbye.

I started writing in my diary. It had been two and a half weeks since Elsa let me in again. And in that time I realized my love for her and that I couldn't love her like that. And it sucked. I started to write about how Elsa had been making up for every lost memory and how great that felt. I wished hat that'd mean that she feels the same for me. And it truly was wishful thinking. I then started ranting about how much my situation was terrible. Once I had complained to the the point that I felt satisfied and positive again, I returned the diary into its hiding spot, making sure to cover to secret drawer compartment.

Just in time, too, because I could hear Elsa walk out of her room. I jumped into bed and pretended to be asleep, filling the room with snores. I heard the jiggle of the door knob as she tied to open it slowly and quietly. I then heard her chuckle slightly. I smiled slightly but caught myself before she noticed that I wasn't asleep.

"Elsa? Where are we going?" I asked as she summoned an ice stallion. I sighed at the beauty of her creation. I had always been slightly jealous of her powers. But not too jealous because I knew that her powers were the source of the pain that we had suffered when she had to shut me out all those years.

"You'll see," Elsa smirked. We had been having a picnic in the castle garden. It was actually quite peaceful. One of the few places not open to the public since Elsa had made the decision to open up the gates from dawn until dusk. We were sitting on a quilt she had conjured out of ice in the shade of a large, beautiful, blooming olive tree. There was a stone path leading away from it that went straight under a wooden something. I think Elsa said it was a tre-tre something. A trellis arch I think. Anyway the path the lead in the middle of a circle of flowers. It was filled with sections of roses, poppies, Peruvian lilies, violets, tulips, daisies, columbines, marigolds, and gardenias. All of the many types of flowers may not sound like they would look good together, but the arrangement was absolutely gorgeous. The bright flowers attracted vibrant beautiful butterflies and kissing bees. And the smell. Oh the smell was absolute heaven. It smelt so sweet but not to sweet like chocolate. It smelt more, natural. "C'mon!" Elsa said as she hoisted herself on the horse.

I got up then got behind her on the horse. She then ordered the horse to take us up the North Mountain. The higher we got the colder it got. I snuggled up against Elsa in an attempt to keep warm. She noticed and commanded her powers to form a cloak around me. It was soft as silk and instantly made me start to warm up. I would have rather cozied up against her.

Why? You wanna perform some incestuous acts with her, you disgusting scum?

I tried to make the voice of morality in my head go away. I forced out all thoughts so that I could just enjoy being here. With someone I care about, wether or not the way I feel about them is sisterly. As I looked ahead into the trees I noticed a familiar sight. Wandering Oaken's Trading Post and Sauna.

"Ooo Elsa can you stop here. Wait outside I'll be out in just a minute. I promise."

"I suppose. We are in no real hurry. But don't keep your queen waiting too long," she winked. I quickly made my was towards the entrance, stumbling a bit.

"Hoo hoo" I was cheerfully greeted by Oaken.

"Umm hi. I was wondering if you happened to have any sort of item that could be like a gift. I don't know maybe.. something maybe like- Ooo! Do you have any chocolates?" He smiled, nodded and then turned to one of the shelves. He retrieved a magnificent wooden box with beautiful flowery patterns engraved in the pine wood. I opened the box to see how many chocolates there were. Inside there was a total of twenty chocolates. They all were the same shape but some had flowers, or stripes, or swirls piped onto them with white chocolate.

"It's beautiful!" I gasped. "I'll take them." I said while giving him more than enough to pay for the chocolates. When I stepped into the summer air the fragrant smell of cedar was everywhere. I grabbed the box and put it under the cloak. I could smell the scent of pine. I hoped Elsa wouldn't notice. Then I walked over into her view.

"What did you get?" she queried.

"Oh nothing. Just chatted with an old friend." I replied. I then climbed onto the horse then we continued our ascent up the North mountain.