Elsa walked Robin onto a tall, snow topped peak. She twirled around and announced "We're here."
Robin was, needless to say, skeptical.
"You call this a safe place? It's just bare snow!" He then remembered who he was talking to and uttered "Sorry, I forgot for a second that you were-"
Elsa cut him off with a wave of her hand. "I'm not the queen right now. To you, I'm just Elsa. As for this place, well, let me show you."
Elsa walked over to a spot near a ledge blasted it with her powers, constructing an icy, spiky, snow covered section of stairway. She stepped onto it and it turned into smooth, flawless ice. She held out a hand, inviting Dick over to the staircase. When he stepped on it nothing happened.
"Remember when I said that your powers are connected to your feelings? It's driven by more than just fear. Stay calm but relax a little and be happy," Elsa encouraged with a motherly tone.
Robin took a deep breath in through his nose, and out through his mouth. He glanced down to find that the snow had moved away to be replaced with pure ice. Elsa beamed.
"Good, very good! Keep that up and follow me." She ran up the stairs, cape not hindering her one bit, and created more and more of the staircase as she ran. Robin followed her, slightly disappointed that Elsa was pushing away the snow before he could explore his powers.
Once they reached the ledge that the stairs finished at Elsa stomped foot on the ground and instantly a hexagon about fifty feet in diameter appeared under her. She beckoned Robin over and he ran to her. She raised her arms and erected a massive castle with staircases and private rooms and even a chandelier.
"Wow," Robin breathed. The mansion was even more stunning than Wayne Manor! His eyes fluttered as he was hit with a wave of sickness. He wasn't quite sure what sickness; he just knew that he wasn't feeling so well.
"What's wrong?" Elsa asked with even more motherly concern than Anna had had.
"I don't know. I just don't feel quite right. I feel really hot in these clothes, no offence."
"None taken and I think I can do something about those clothes. Now, you just stand right there. Hold your arms out horizontally and stand with your feet apart. Hold still."
Robin obeyed and Elsa moved her hands in an enchanting motion. Robin's royal looking clothes suddenly changed into a simple silvery-blue long-sleeved tee shirt. His pants became jeans that were a more royal blue. Both garments were much colder and made of ice. He idly wondered how they weren't transparent and didn't melt but brushed away the thought.
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Elsa beheld the young boy in front of her. He was small, quite short in fact, given his age. She figured that his white hair had once been black; judging by the thin, black eyebrows that arched atop his shimmering blue eyes. What had once been an outfit similar to Hans's was now an icy blue-gray tee shirt with long sleeves and royal blue jeans. He wore snow-white combat boots on his feet and up his calves. His skin was pale and his cheeks held almost no color since his core temperature was naturally low. Elsa herself had melted her cape away and shortened her skirt and sleeves only a little to make it more comfortable to walk, yet not enough to be alluring.
"So, tell me Dick, how did you get cursed with this magic? I need to know what I'm working with, here," Elsa said, using her powers to furnish the room. Robin looked around at the table and phone that adorned the room, and then sat down on the couch next to Elsa.
"My team and I were fighting this kid named Klarion the Witch Boy. We had him cornered when he struck out at me. I didn't get the effects until the next day, though."
"Are you sure you didn't feel any different until the next day?"
"Well, I did feel weird that night. It was 62 degrees in my room but it felt like it was over 100! I was also told that I had a white streak in my hair during gym class at school. That was when I found out about the full extent of my powers," he replied while looking down at his hands, now bare because the gloves had vanished when Elsa changed his clothes.
Elsa hummed in thought before asking what Klarion had wanted with Arendelle.
"It was something about an ancient magic. I can't remember exactly what. What?" he noticed how Elsa looked almost annoyed with something, not sure what.
"Remember when Bruce said I had cursed Arendelle with an eternal winter? Back then, I couldn't control my powers and I had accidently frozen the place. When I melted it, I guess there was magic left over from the storm. That must have been where the magic had come from."
Dick nodded, unsure of what to say.
"Where did my clothes go?" he finally asked, abruptly changing the subject.
Elsa laughed dryly. "To be quite honest, I don't really know. I've wondered that myself as well but, no answer."
"Well, are we going to train today or what?" Dick asked excitedly.
"You've walked for miles and it's almost midnight. Aren't you tired after all that?"
"I'm used to a lack of sleep."
"Well that's not good for you and it's definitely not good for your powers. People who are exhausted sometimes become depressed. At this point, if you let yourself feel sadness it could mean trouble."
"Oh, yeah. Why do you keep stressing that I won't have to keep my calm forever? It seems a little weird if that's what my powers are based on."
"As a child with ice powers, I was told to always bottle up my feelings. When I finally exploded, I cursed my land and I was called a monster. I don't want you or anyone to feel what I felt."
"So you were born with your powers, then? What happened?"
"I was forced to shut people out, including my own sister. I missed her and she missed me but we just couldn't play like we used to. I don't want that for you."
The two sat in silence for a long time before Elsa announced it was time for bed and that official training started in the morning. Dick was led to an empty room made entirely of ice; there wasn't even a bed in it.
"Watch me," Elsa said. She focused and ice-blasted a small end table with a working landline phone on it. "Focus and feel something, other than fear, of course. Imagine the kind of bed you want in your head and really focus on it. Blast where you want the bed to be," She instructed. Robin did as told and was amazed when a large, cozy looking bed appeared near the phone table.
"You are such a fast learner! You'll be in control and out of here in no time at all. Good night, little Robin," the ice queen commented before walking away. She overheard Dick get into his new bed and smiled to hear him react with surprise that the ice it was made of didn't feel cold to the touch. She continued smiling down the hallway that led to her room. She opened the door, furnished the room, and went to sleep for the night. With any luck, she would know just what to do for breakfast and exactly how to train Dick without forcing him to bottle up his feelings.