A/N from the Frost Siblings

Jez: And we are back with Chapter 1! I really hope you guys were able to catch on with the story so far. I get the writing style can be a little tough to keep up with. But hang in there guys. It gets easier along the way. I hope.

Will: Also I just want to say if you aren't feeling anything yet you're a monster.

Jez: Pardon my brother's words, guys. He may or may not mean it.

DISCLAIMER: Frozen and its characters do NOT belong to Frost Siblings. Only the plot does, we guess.


Part One

the beginning

featuring:

after the great thaw - kristoff bjorgman - forbidden attraction - an illegitimate jealousy - finding a suitor - and the unforeseen death

- Love Thaws -

The Great Thaw.

The moving image of snow and ice leaving their resting places and rising into the sky like ascending souls of martyrs, forming the Queen's signature snowflake for a split second, before dispersing into the cold, thin air.

For the common folk of Arendelle, that was their memory of the Great Thaw.

For the Princess, it was the look of relief and the smile of delight on her sister's face as she thawed the frozen kingdom. Anna could never forget taking her first breath (since she died) wrapped in her sister's arms.

But for the Queen, things were very much different in her own eyes.

All she could remember was the frozen statue of her little sister that saved her from cruel decapitation. The thought that despite all the hurtful things she had done to her only living family, that Anna would still die for her, was simply overwhelming.

"THE QUEEN'S MOST COMMON THOUGHTS"

I don't deserve to be alive.

I deserve to die.

I don't deserve her love.

I don't deserve her.

It didn't really hit her then, but when the second night came, her sleep was fitful, her dreams were vivid. Every night since then, she would wake up with a start, having broken out in cold sweat and tears streaming down her face.

There would be rush of footsteps and her door would burst open. Arms would wrap around her trembling, crying form and a soft, gentle voice would hum the sweetest, calmest tune. Instantly, the Queen would quieten down, relishing the feel of her sister's warmth and focusing on the sound of an angel's voice.

Hesitantly, the Queen would return her sister's embrace, only to fall even deeper in love with the touch of another human being she had deprived herself of for thirteen years of her life.

After placing several light kisses on the Queen's forehead, Anna would ask softly, "Do you want to tell me about your dream?"

The Queen would always reply with a definitive 'no'.

But she knew.

She knew that Anna, her dearest sister, would wait patiently with open arms, for her to answer with a 'yes' when the right time came.

Guilt tore at the Queen's heart that maybe she wasn't ready to say 'yes', and that she probably wouldn't ever be ready. How could she ever tell Anna that she dreams of the Princess turning into an ice statue for all eternity?

They've been apart thirteen years, but Anna knows her sister's heart. And every night, whenever the Queen suffered the trauma of nightmares, the younger girl would take hold of her sister's shaking hand and place it against her heart, "See, Elsa? My heart is still beating. And you're alive. That's all that matters."

And each time she whispered those loving words of assurance, the Queen would break into a fresh bout of happy tears, glad for the constant reminder.

"FATE DICTATES"

Fate can be beautiful.

Fate can be lenient.

Fate can be, but it isn't.

Fate is cruel.

And Fate cannot be changed.

Fate dealt the sisters a cruel hand before.

And Fate will do it again.

What? Me?

You must be mistaken. I am but a little flame that leads people to their Fate. I'm just a guide, and I can't change Fate.


A/N from the Frost Siblings

Jez: I bet a lot of you know what's coming up next.

Will: We know what's happening next, but of course these lips are sealed.

Frost Siblings signing off! See you in the next chapter!