You know his depraved, ruthless mind so well, it's almost as if you can read his thoughts.

The moment he snatched the general's sword, you were certain of one thing.

He's going after Elsa!

For you, a world without the Snow Queen wouldn't be worth living in. You'd rather die.

In the few seconds it takes for her to realise what Rafe is about to do, it's too late. He's already too close.

"Elsa!"

The gleaming sword is thrust at her chest with the intention of piercing her heart.

But the blade doesn't touch her heart.

It pierces yours.

Managing to push her out of harm's way, you place yourself there instead.

Rafe laughs hysterically when he sees it's you on the end of the sword and not the queen.

With a twist of the hilt, he yanks the blade out from your chest and kicks you aside, continuing to laugh.

Elsa is frozen.

Olaf gasps and bounces over to you, his innocence practically shattered. He wants to help you, but isn't sure how.

Anna acts quickly and begins to distract Rafe, while Kristoff takes the opportunity to perform a jaw-breaking uppercut on him, rendering the king unconscious.

They take the sword in case he wakes up and tries something else.

Guards from both Arendelle and Arrogania break out into a full-on brawl.

The wedding guests evacuate the chapel.

Still in shock, Elsa's brain is struggling to process what just happened, whether she's imagining the scene before her.

You've been stabbed.

You - the person she loves - have sacrificed yourself to save her and are now bleeding to death.

This is all her fault.

Unperturbed by the fighting guards which surround her, she staggers towards you, eyes wide with tears and quivering lips incapable of even uttering your name.

She drops to her knees beside you, desperately attempting to seal your gaping wound with her magic.

It's useless.

There's too much damage. Your blood is hot against her ice, melting it before it can start to heal.

Anna, Kristoff and Olaf can only watch on powerlessly, keeping an eye out for any Arroganians who decide to attack.

"El-Elsa." You use your remaining strength to rest a hand on her cheek. "I-I-"

She's so warm and you're so cold. And growing colder.

"Shh." She holds your hand against her face, savouring its touch. "I know," she whispers. "I love you, too."

You manage a weak smile as the light slowly fades from your eyes, finished by your dying breath.

You're gone.

Clamping a hand over her mouth, Elsa clenches shut her eyes.

She weeps into your shoulder, emotionally broken, the pain tantamount to the loss of her parents, to when she thought she lost her sister.

Also crying, Anna and Olaf embrace the queen while she continues to mourn you.

Kristoff is shedding tears, as well. But as the largest, strongest member of the group he takes it upon himself to maintain a defensive position against the guards.

The Arroganians are winning.

Not enough Arendelle guards have been stationed at the chapel. Rafe made certain of that in case a situation such as this arose.

Elsa's powers would really come in handy right about now. But she's suspended in grief, unable to so much as conjure up a snowflake, let alone battle a small army.

It seems hopeless until...

Marshmallow smashes into the chapel!

"Nobody hurts Mama!"

The girl and boy from the beach are riding on each of his shoulders.

"Yeah, eat our snow, punks!" the boy cheers.

"Onwards, Marshmallow!" the girl instructs the snowman.

To help him, the children are throwing pebbles they've collected from down by the shore.

It's a competition to see who can hit the most Arroganians, headshots being a hundred points each.

Within seconds of Marshmallow's appearance, the invading nation's guards are already beginning to retreat.

The Arendelle guards proceed to chase them out the kingdom.

Once it's safe, the snowman sets the boy and girl onto the ground, patting them on their heads. "Little friends," he coos.

They smile up at him, then hear something that wipes the happy expressions from their faces immediately.

Crying.

By the altar of the chapel, Princess Anna and another, smaller magic snowman are hugging Queen Elsa.

A person is lying on the floor, motionless.

The children realise you're nowhere to be seen, that the princess's boyfriend is giving them the sorriest of looks.

"Oh, no," the girl thinks aloud.

The boy swallows. "Is our friend from the beach..."

The girl nods.

The boy cries.

They both do.

Unsure of what's going on, Marshmallow slowly approaches the altar, dreading what he'll find.

He roars at the sight of his mama weeping over your bloody corpse and bursts into hysterical tears.

The children run into his arms and sob against his snowy body.

Kristoff pats him on the back sympathetically, but is then swept up into an embrace with the boy and girl.

He doesn't complain. He could use a hug.

Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, Olaf, Marshmallow and the two children grieve for you together.

The sound of a single pair of boots then grabs everyone's attention.

Left behind by his own guards, Rafe has regained consciousness and is attempting to sneak away.

Marshmallow seizes him, cracking his ribs with the force of his grasp.

The king screams in pain and begs for mercy.

No one says anything. Instead they await the queen's decision.

Indifferent to his suffering, Elsa kisses your lips for the final time and closes your eyes, rising to confront your killer.

She scowls at him, hands glowing blue with magic. "Give me one reason," she breathes, her voice hoarse from crying. "Give me one reason to let you live. One reason why I shouldn't freeze your heart this second."

"B-B-Because!" Rafe stammers. "You're Queen Elsa of Arendelle! So kind and gentle and loving to all. You would never abuse your powers by intentionally harming someone. You're better than that."

Elsa shakes her head. "Not anymore. You saw to that yourself." She gives a dark, almost-amused smile. "How ironic to be the instrument of your own demise."

As much as it pains her friends to see this side of her, if executing Rafe brings Elsa closure, then who are they to try and deny her that?

"Please, my queen! Don't use your magic to take life when you're more than powerful enough to give it!"

Elsa is stunned by the wisdom of Rafe's words. "Give life?" In her grief it hadn't occurred to her. She glances between Olaf and Marshmallow, a hopeful smile growing on her face. "I can give life!"

"Elsa?" Anna looks concerned, uncertain as to whether she should still be in tears or smiling, as well. "What're you-"

Kristoff realises what Elsa is up to and whispers his theory to Anna.

"Oh," she says, surprised. "Is that possible?"

He shrugs. "Don't get your hopes up."

Elsa races over to your body and kneels beside you. "There might still be time," she mutters to herself, resting a hand on the wound in your chest. "Please, let there be."

She leans down to plant her lips on yours.

The two children watch alongside the others in confusion.

"Gross!" the boy exclaims.

The girl elbows him. "Don't be rude. I think it's romantic."

"You would," he says under his breath.

Elsa's magic swirls around you, enveloping you, radiating you, repairing you, changing you.

Anna and Kristoff squeeze each other's hands in anticipation.

Is it working?

For a minute nothing happens.

But then your heart restarts, beating strong and pumping icy blood throughout your veins.

Elsa feels you kissing her back and breaks into a tearful smile.

Your eyelids flutter open and you smile back at her exhaustedly. "Hey."

She can't help but shake her head in amusement. "Hey."

A cheer is shared by all your friends.

You then notice Rafe in one of Marshmallow's hands and set your joy aside to glare at him.

Elsa places a comforting hand on your shoulder as a couple of royal guards come to arrest the king.

Waving him goodbye, the girl and boy stick out their tongues.

"Stupid kids," he grumbles, being taken away.

Bouncing towards you, Olaf has a curious expression on his face. "So, what's up with your hair?"

Your raise an eyebrow and touch your head. "My hair?"

Elsa shoots the snowman a displeased look. "Thanks, Olaf."

The sarcasm goes straight over his head. "Aw, don't mention it!"

Smiling, she rolls her eyes. "I was hoping to be a little more gentle when I told you, but..."

Elsa creates a small, oval mirror out of ice.

Receiving it from her, you gulp, wondering what you're about to see.

You peek at your reflection.

Elsa grimaces slightly.

"It-It's white!" you exclaim, taken aback.

"Do you hate it?" she asks.

"Hate it?" You can sense her nervousness. "How could I? It was you who gave it to me. I love it!"

Relaxing, she reaches for your head and brushes a hand through your new locks. "Me, too."

"Is this because of the ice in my heart, then?" you ask.

She nods.

"Will there be any other changes I should keep an eye out for?"

"I can't say," Elsa admits. "You're the first person I've ever revived."

You hold her hand. "Then it'll be a new adventure."

She smiles. "I like the sound of that."

"Yay!" booms Marshmallow, scooping you both up. "Adventures!"

His enthusiasm causes you and Elsa to chuckle.

"Hey, guys," Kristoff says. "We've got something to ask you."

Anna flashes a grin. "Do you want to build a snowman?"

You and Elsa look at Anna and Kristoff, then at each other.

"We do!"

All I'm going to say is...

NOT THE END!

I'm afraid updates won't be as frequent anymore, as this annoying thing called 'life' is going to be getting in the way.

Nevertheless, although this particular story arc is over, more adventures await you and Elsa.

Your wedding, for instance.

;)

And perhaps some unrelated oneshots set in alternate universes (still in Elsa x Reader format, of course).

Also, if there are any particular scenarios in which you'd like to see the reader and Elsa in, PM me or leave a review. Whatever you prefer.

I might use the ideas in later chapters or for oneshots.

Let me know!