I am standing in my room alone.
Today is the big day. Today I get to see my sister Anna wed to her beloved Kristoff.
We've been planning for this day to no end. I want it to be nothing less than perfect for my Anna; she deserves it.
My only desire is that my parents could be here to see it.
My father would perform the ceremony and he would do it brilliantly and with no fault.
My mother would be in tears.
I let out a sigh. My breath comes out in an icy fog.
My parents are not here.
I will be the one to wed my sister to Kristoff.
I admit to being slightly nervous. Not nearly as nervous as I was for my coronation, though. I hope to never reach that height of nervousness ever again.
I slip my half-frozen, light blue fingertips into my gloves.
The rest of my hand is fine and the flesh is its normal pale color, so please do not fuss over me.
It seems as though my skin is being frozen cell by cell, little by little.
My fingertips are the only things affected, thus far.
It isn't even all that bad, except for some minor loss in feeling.
Someone suddenly bangs at my door. I jump back in surprise, but I calm down quickly as I hear a familiar voice exclaiming from the other side, "Oh, Elsa! Guess what day it is today!"
Anna.
I smile and respond through the door, "I'm not sure... is there something special going on today, Anna? I'm not aware of anything in particular."
She bursts through the door, causing me to jump back again.
"I'm getting married!"
I let out a delighted laugh. "Of course you are! How could I possibly forget about my sister's big day?"
We embrace, both of us giggling like little girls.
"So I was thinking..." Anna let's her sentence trail off.
"Yes?"
"Well... since it is my big day and all..."
I laugh again. "Just say it, Anna."
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
I take a step back. I admit, I was not expecting Anna to ask that.
It is no secret that I'm not using my powers much these days.
A good majority of our kingdom probably is relieved, due to recent activities in which a certain queen covered the whole kingdom in snow.
I was hoping Anna wouldn't bring it up again until after the wedding.
I suppose I should have known, though.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Anna."
"But why not?" I can see the disappointment in her eyes. I hate that I'm disappointing her.
She continues, "We've figured out how to control your powers now, Elsa! It won't be the same as it was before! I know you can do it; I've seen you! You have control over it now!"
"Anna." My voice is firm. "No."
Her shoulders slump and she looks down at the floor.
I add gently, "I'm sorry."
Anna, always the one to bounce back quickly, seems to regain her composure. She looks back up at me and smiles. She replies in a perky voice, "Oh, it's no big deal... maybe next time." She fumbles, "Well, I don't mean next time. I mean I do, but I don't. As in, next time as in another day, not as in next time I get married, because I'm not getting married again. I mean, I hope I don't anyway. I mean... never mind."
"Oh, Anna." I hug my sister again. "Don't ever change."
"I won't!" She assures me. "Well, except for my dress. I should probably change that." Her eyes light up. "I should probably be getting ready!"
"Yes, of course."
With that, Anna turns on her heal and glides out of my room, my door clicking shut behind her.
Somehow it feels colder in here without her.
Oh yes, I remember now. My body is freezing itself.