Chapter 1

"Elsa!" Anna screamed all around the castle trying to find her older sister. "Elsa!?" She yelled with a greater urgency.

"Anna, why are you screaming?" Elsa appeared from the royal library. "You are almost 20 years old, and here you are running and screaming around the castle as if the world is coming to an end." She smiled a little at the disgruntled look that took place on Anna's face.

"I know I am almost 20, but this place is so big that it can be hard to find you….what if we wore bells, or made bird noises…or…." Anna trailed off, and stopped abruptly by the raised eyebrow of her questioning sibling.

"Did you not come to find me in order to tell me something?" Elsa giggled a bit.

"OH YEAH!" Anna screeched. "So I was down by the fjord helping Kristof unload ice, when out of no where …DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID?" Anna asked with a huge smile, trying to keep her hand behind her back. Elsa smiled, already guessing where this was going, but she shook her head to allow her overly excited sister to continue. "Well," she continued with overwhelming excitement, "out of no where he pulled out this little box made of ICE! Got on his knee…and are you ready for this? He proposed!" Anna then revealed her left hand from behind her back to show off the diamond that fit perfectly on her ring finger. "Please tell me you approve…last time I received a proposal, you were not the happiest snow queen."

Elsa was silent for a moment, and then let out a laugh. "Anna there is a difference after a 1-day proposal, compared to a year! Who do think made Kristof that ice box? Surely not him with those brut hands of his." She smiled at her younger sisters surprised face.

"Wait you….but he told me that he made the box himself." Anna stared at the ceiling with confusion.

"Oh did he now, I may have to freeze that boy's feet to the ground!" She giggled, and Anna then joined in at the thought of her future husbands feet frozen to the ground. "I am very happy for you Anna, I do think you are still a little young…but if you are happy, then I know there is no stopping you." Elsa smiled sweetly.

Anna thought her smile couldn't get any bigger, but with the approval of her older sister, her cheeks were in so much pain from the large smile that formed on her face.

"So when shall we plan the wedding?" Elsa asked with a bit of excitement.

"So tell me Henrik, how beautiful is your wife to be?" Asked a friendly voice.

Henrik sighed heavily as he looked over the ships edge at the harsh crashing of the waves. "She is a beauty, but she is fierce for sure."

"I have heard stories over the past year, that there is magic that has blessed this land."

"What blessing is magic?" Henrik asked in frustration.

"I'm sorry Henrik, I forgot."

"It is alright Espen, it something that happened a long time ago. There is no need to be sorry about something that happened more than 16 years ago. " Henrik sighed and smiled at his friend.

"By the way, does she know that you are coming?" Espen asked.

"No," Henrik replied in a quieted voice.

"Then what will you do when we arrive in Arendelle?" Espen asked in a uncertain voice.

"I don't know yet," Henrik rubbed his chin.

"Elsa I am so thankful that you are helping us plan this wedding!" Kristof smiled as he placed his larger hand around Anna's hand. "I don't think that the both of us have any idea of what we are going to do."

Anna nodded in agreement, "Yeah sis, you are being a great help with all of this."

"Anna, the only thing I need you to be there is for the fitting of your dress. Kristof you just need to dress nice and be on time." Elsa smiled, "I am more than happy to get the rest of the wedding settled. I was thinking of doing an ice theme anyway," she winked.

Anna chucked and Kristof's face lit up at the word of Ice. Anna looked up at him, "You look like you're about to cry?"

"An ice theme? How amazing will that be!" Kristof sniffed a little.

"Anna may not be judging you Kristof, but I totally am…" Elsa gave him a disgruntled look.

Anna just laughed out loud and pulled Kristof by the hand. "Come on you giant baby, lets go tell Olaf about the good news." Kristof smiled and wiped his eyes, following his future wife's guidance.

Elsa starred after them with a sweet smile, she was truly happy that her younger sister had found someone. Yet was it selfish of her to think that there something wrong about the youngest getting married before the eldest daughter? She shook her head, she had met the majority of Arrendelle's population and knew that there were no truly good men left. She sighed at the thought of living her days alone in a small kingdom. She would always have her sister and friends, but she would never have the warm embrace of someone who did not fear getting frozen. She then replaced the idea totally and thought of only her sister's happiness.

Henrik was a tall dark haired male with piercing emerald eyes, and was traveling from his own kingdom from the East. He was not only the prince of a neighboring kingdom, but he was next in line for the thrown. Among his three brothers, he was the eldest and the tallest. He didn't much care for politics, and never found the time to have an affair with the mistress of love. He tried to avoid the gaze of women who threw themselves at him in the ballroom, for the only reason he attended was by the force of his own father. Henrik was more into the world of taking care of his younger siblings, who had been born from another mother. He had no intent on marriage, until his father had given him surprising news of a betrothal that was made with the eldest daughter of Arrendelle, when he was only a young boy.

Their first meeting was scheduled at the ball of her coronation, but with the abrupt ice hazard, there was no chance for him to introduce himself. There was also no want on his part, finding that Arrendelle was cloaked in the world of magic. Which was a world he wanted no part of. The only reason he was returning was to speak of trade, but he knew his father had sent him in hopes of marriage.

With a heavy sigh, he rubbed his brow and looked out onto the horizon of the sea.