Elsa smoothed her dress, trying not to let frost cover it all up. Yes, she did want to tell him, but, it's not the right time yet. She headed towards the soft, white sand, and looked at the moonlight reflecting on the water, making it glisten. She sighed. I spent 13 years locked up in my room, like a caged animal. Always with the same, boring powers… She looked back at the sparkling scenery. I can't believe I missed out on so much things…

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a horse galloping towards her. Elsa smiled. Xavier hopped off the white steed. The young king handed her a beautiful bouquet of pale-blue and white roses. The sweet fragrance surrounding the bouquet wafted towards her nose. It's beautiful, She thought.

Elsa looked back at him, noticing he was looking at her with adoring eyes. He blinked a couple of times, trying not to get too distracted by the queen's beauty. No one could blame him, Elsa looked elegant that night, especially with her hair up in a graceful bun and her in a blue silk dress, shining in the moonlight. Elsa looked away, blushing.

Xavier quietly spread a soft, white blanket near their feet. He sat down, and took Elsa's hand, pulling her down gently onto the blanket with him.

"Are you cold?" He asked. Elsa wasn't wearing a wrap, nor a sweater that night.

Elsa simply shook her head.

"About earlier, the snow, I mean," He said, quietly trying to offer her a sandwich. "What does it feel like?"

The queen didn't really know how to respond to that question. "What does what feel like?"

"Winter," He replied, "Snow, the cold. I lived in a hot country, we didn't have winter." He sighed. "I've always dreamed of seeing real snow…"

"I don't really know…" She nibbled on her sandwich. "I don't feel cold like other people do."

"What do you mean?"

"It's hard to explain…" The couple heard more galloping.

"C'mon." He helped Elsa up and the two hid under a large rock nearby. The two snickered a bit. Privacy. That was the only thing normal people have that they didn't. The townspeople often tried to get 'inside information' on royal couples. They both watched as three men jumped off their horse.

"I don't recognize them…" Elsa said, her voice beginning to rise up an octave.

"What do you mean?"

"They're not from Arendalle."

The couple watched as the three men drew their swords. Instantly, their eyes grew wide and Elsa started freezing the water at their feet.

"What the-"

The queen suddenly noticed the water getting colder. Now? Really? Out of all times…

"Elsa, what's going on?"

"Nothing. Be quiet."

"Elsa. Tell me what's happening." Xavier's voice sounded firm, commanding. Like a king's.

"Fine!" Elsa muttered. "I have the powers to control ice and stuff."

"What?"

"You heard me!"
"I'm serious!" Xavier's voice was getting louder.
"So am I!" The couple were getting louder now, alerting the men of their presence.

"No one has powers!" He silently shrieked. "That's propostrious!"

"Fine! Don't believe me!"

The men finally saw the two, and grinned. The two tried to run, desperately splashing towards the shore, towards Xavier's horse, towards safety. Suddenly, Elsa's feet caught a sharp edge on a rock, and it started bleeding. Noticing what was happening, the king grabbed his soaked boot and handed it to her. The two looked at each other for a moment. They soon remembered their situation and again tried splashing towards the shore.

"Damnit." Elsa silently cursed under her breath and put the boot on quickly. She made it ashore, turned back, only to see Xavier being grabbed by one of the men. He tried to fight them, the king punched one in the nose, causing it to bleed and for one of them to scream in pain. He kneed one in the groin, just as Elsa have done in the gardens. Unfortunately, the last one was too quick for Xavier. He punched the king in the stomach, over and over again. The queen could only watch in horror as her date coughs up blood, turning some water red.

And then it happened.

She saw a glimpse of his eyes, in pain. She knew she couldn't lose him. Not now, not ever. Her eyes turned ice blue, mostly white, and snow started drifting all around them. The snow turned to ice, then icicles. Sharp icicles, shining in the moonlight. Ready to pierce someone's heart out.

The icicles changed direction, finding targets and impaled the first two men, shooting themselves in their stomachs, heads and chests. Elsa ignored the muffled screams of terror and sprinted towards the last one. Her hands began covering in frost, and slammed them in the shocked man, and immedietly, his body covered in frost, then his skin started turning black, making frostbite cover his entire body. He glanced one last look at the queen, only to see her stabbing him in the stomach with an ice sword. The queen then scurried over to the king, her eyes tearing up with worry. She held him in her arms and made a medium-sized snow golem to take him to the castle. Elsa glanced back at the men, two dead and one dying slowly, their blood turning the water a sick shade of red.

Hey guys! I am sorry for not telling you about all the… stuff in this chapter. Hoped you liked it anyways. So, as usual, if you have any comments or suggestions, send a review, and if you're not a guest, I'll be sure to reply. Happy typing!