"Ice has a magic, can't be controlled."
Elsa looked out over the land from the balcony of her icy castle. Arendelle's bustling docks could be seen in the distance, the light of dawn just brushing the top of the great palace at its heart. Anna…Elsa sighed and leaned against the railing. She had woken the girl up before dawn and had Marshmallow escort her to the bridge. After all, it wouldn't end well if the citizens discovered that their princess was missing. Elsa sighed again.
Of course she's a princess…Fate must enjoy playing tricks on me. A princess and a witch… But then again, Elsa found that she didn't care. Anna's kindness knew no boundaries, and Elsa found herself wanting to bask in her presence forever. If Elsa was winter, then Anna was spring. She was warm, sunny, and gentle. Only with Anna's absence did Elsa realize how lonely her own existence was. Now, she couldn't bare the thought of life without Anna.
Anna's thoughts were similar. Elsa was different, but in the best way imaginable. She was everything that Anna admired; she was beautiful, she was intelligent, and she was so very kind. Elsa was strong, yet fragile, like the very ice she controlled. Anna could occasionally see the loneliness in her eyes, and had vowed to make it disappear. As long as she lived, she would never abandon her ice princess.
And so, time continued on, with Anna visiting Elsa at night. Sometimes they would talk and play, others Anna would sleep while Elsa fondly watched over her. Then came the fateful day when Anna had turned 14, meaning that she was old enough to leave the castle by herself. She knew exactly where her first destination would be…
"Elsa!" the voice startled the snowy girl, causing her to fumble and almost drop her book.
Elsa quickly regained her composure and stood. "Anna? What are you doing here? It is not yet nighttime." Elsa was trying to conceal her happiness. Anna was even more beautiful in the light of the sun.
It took Anna a few moments to be able to speak. Elsa's hair practically glowed in the sun, her entire being cast in a halo of light. Just like an angel…Anna cleared her throat. "I'm older now, so my parents are letting me leave the castle on my own." She stated.
Elsa nodded. "Just make sure you be careful."
"Don't worry," Anna assured her, "I made sure that no one followed me here."
Elsa frowned. "That wasn't what I meant and you know it," she said softly, "I don't want anything to happen to you."
Anna stepped closer. "You don't need to protect me, Elsa. I'll be fine."
Elsa smiled. "I know. You're so strong, Anna. You've grown so much since we first met."
"You sound just like my mother!" Anna quipped, fighting off a blush, "And you've grown up too, Ms. 17 year old."
Elsa giggled. "She sounds like she knows what she's talking about."
That was the moment Anna realized that they never talked about Elsa's family. The snowy girl had said that they passed away when she was very young. "What was your mom like, Elsa?" Anna asked curiously, "I bet that she was really pretty, just like you."
Elsa's smile fell, replaced by a look of sadness. "I…I never knew her. Like I told you before, she and my father passed away when I was a small child. Can we discuss something else now?"
"Were they ill?" Anna questioned. She didn't understand why she wanted to know so badly, she just did. She should've just let it go.
"No, Anna," Elsa's voice sounded pained now, her arms tightly wrapped around her middle, "Please, let's talk about something else."
But Anna refused to relent. She knew that this was something new, some facet of Elsa's life that she hadn't learned of yet. "Please tell me Elsa! I only want to know more about you and-"
"I said no!" spikes of ice shot through the floor around Elsa, forming a frigid barrier. Elsa huddled in on herself, making her look small. "Please…don't…"
Anna felt her heartbreak. In that moment she hated herself for making Elsa so sad, for hurting her. "Elsa…" she called out to her softly.
The ice spikes began to quiver and recede back into the floor. Anna approached slowly, so as not to startle her. "Elsa…I'm so, so sorry." She apologized sincerely.
Elsa shook her head. "You do not need to apologize to me, Anna. I will tell you everything, someday. I promise."
Anna nodded, "Someday. I'll be waiting patiently for when you're ready."
Elsa smiled and nodded. "Thank you, Anna."
"Of course!" the redhead replied cheerily, "Oh!" her eyes widened excitedly, "I almost forgot, I made you something."
Elsa watched in surprise as Anna pulled out a light blue jumble of cloth. The redhead chuckled sheepishly, an embarrassed blush on her cheeks. "It didn't really turn out the way I wanted…I mean, it was going to be a sweater, but then I accidentally sewed the head part to the bottom part, and then I forgot the armholes, and-"
"I love it." Elsa stated adamantly, "It's perfect."
Anna watched as Elsa reverently held up the failed sweater abomination. "You know, Anna," Elsa was smiling widely, "It would make a wonderful scarf, don't you think so?"
Anna looked again the light blue cloth, then at the smiling snowy girl. At that moment she felt like the world couldn't be more perfect.
When Anna left for the evening, Elsa slumped down against the wall. Memories of the past were coming back to haunt her. She had temporarily forgotten her tragedies when she met Anna, but now they had come back full force. "No…Stay calm." she mumbled, bringing her arms up to hug her knees, "Stay calm…"
"Mama! Papa!"
Elsa gasped and stood up. "No…stay calm…" She inhaled slowly to try and steady her ragged breathing. "I'm okay…I'm-"
"No! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Stop…please…" Elsa pleaded frantically to the empty air. She didn't want to remember. Her past brought her only pain. She couldn't stop it, she couldn't, she couldn't-
"Monster!"
"Stop!" Elsa screamed. Ice erupted everywhere, spikes tearing from the ground and ceiling and walls. Frost was rapidly spreading out over everything. At this rate, Elsa was going to entrap herself in a cage of ice. But she couldn't stop. The ice continued to spread, and Elsa couldn't control it. Maybe it's better this way…I'm a monster, after all. She settled back down against the wall, waiting for the ice to encase her. Then she felt it, a soft, warm material beneath her fingertips. It was Anna's scarf. Anna. The ice crumbled into soft white snow all around her, before slowly melting away.
Elsa sighed, bringing the scarf up and hugging it to her chest. She felt warm, safe. That's right, Anna was her spring. She was her sanctuary. My past does not matter, because my future belongs to Anna.
She stood and walked over to her balcony. The sun was setting, casting everything in a beautiful orange hue. Like the color of Anna's hair. I will protect her… I will protect her… She looked down at the light blue scarf in her hands.
Even if it is from myself.
Okay, so this was a little on the angsty side, but don't worry it will get better. I think. I'm still sick, but I wanted to make sure you guys got an update. Your reviews make my day. Frozen still isn't mine, by the way.