"Elsa? Please… I know you're in there."

Elsa kept silent, curled up into a ball at her door. This was the first time Anna had tried to talk to her in almost a month, since their parents… She could feel her hands freezing, thin layers of ice building onto her gloves. She wrapped her arms around her body, trying to control herself. Elsa could barely hear Anna's soft words, but her voice was so sad. She wanted nothing more than to throw open the door and embrace her sister, to offer some form of comfort. But there was nothing she could do, and it made her miserable. She put her head on her knees, tears falling from her eyes in a downpour. Her room was covered in ice, but she could care less. Her parents were dead. She knew that Anna had just come from their funeral, which wasn't fair. She should've been there for her sister, standing by her side. The frozen solid room made it painfully aware of why she couldn't.

Elsa sat by the door for a long time, listening to Anna's soft breathing on the other side, wishing with her whole heart that she could comfort her. Anna sometimes tried to make one-sided conversation, talking about the castle gossip. Elsa listened carefully, trying to think of some way to let her know that she was there for her. The sun was beginning to set when Elsa heard someone else by the door.

"Princess Anna? It's time for bed, your Highness."

Elsa placed her hand on the door, silently begging Kai to let Anna stay with her.

"No, I'm fine, Kai," Anna weakly protested, her voice foggy with sleep, "I wanna sleep here."

"Come along, you Highness," Kai said.

Elsa soon heard two sets of footsteps walking away from the door. As the footsteps faded away, she started to cry again, large silent tears running down her cheeks. Why was she like this? Why did she have to stay inside her room when her own sister was hurting, and she could do nothing about it? The more she thought about it, the more ice started to spread across the room, snowflakes falling around her in circles. Elsa covered her eyes and let the storm inside rage. The wind grew faster and faster, more snow started to fall, and Elsa found it hard to breathe. She took large gasps of air, trying to control herself, but the more she panicked, the harder the storm blew around her.

Suddenly, she threw her arms out and shouted, "ENOUGH!" The storm froze, snowflakes stuck in their positions. Her chest felt tight. She needed fresh air.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Princess Elsa? Is everything okay?"

Elsa hesitated before speaking, "I'm alright, Kai. Can you please prepare the carriage for me?"

There was silence for a moment. "A carriage, your Majesty?"

"I wish to go see my parents' resting place," she said as the ice around her started to melt, "I… I want to say goodbye."

Kai was quiet, then Elsa heard him call out to someone, "Get the carriage ready for Elsa, now."

Elsa sighed in relief and went to get her cloak. It wasn't cold out, but she couldn't risk getting recognized. A few minutes later, Elsa was sitting in the back of the carriage, trying to prepare herself for what she might see. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"We're here, Your Majesty." She wanted to correct the driver, saying that Majesty belonged to her parents, not to her, when it hit her again. She was the ruler now.

"Th-Thank you," she said before the thought lodged itself into her mind, "Just let me go alone. I'll return shortly."

She stepped out of the carriage slowly, the edge of her dress growing damp from the dewy grass. She walked the short path to the large, engraved stones on top of the hill. Once she reached them, she fell to her knees and covered her face, her eyes stinging.

"I'm so sorry, Papa," she said, "I'm so sorry, Mama. I tried to be a good daughter, and… I don't know what to do." She looked up at the gravestones, tears streaking down her face. "I'm not ready to rule Arendelle, Papa. I can't even control my curse. I'm… I'm not as strong as you. I need you. I can't do this alone. Please."

She bowed her head again, and saw the thin layer of ice rapidly spreading across the grass.

"No, no, no. Conceal, don't feel. Conceal, don't feel."

As much as she repeated her father's words, the ice kept spreading, reaching the bottom of her father's grave. She cried harder, feeling hopelessly lost.

"Elsa?"

She jumped at the sound of another voice, one that sounded too familiar. She turned around, wiping her face with her sleeve.

"Jack," she said, "What… What are you doing here?"

Jack kept staring at her, not saying a word. He carefully stepped towards her, his brown eyes never leaving her face.

"Elsa…" he said, keeping a safe distance from the ice. She looked at him for a while, her eyes still shining with tears. He looked around at the ice around her for a moment, then took a careful step onto it. Elsa jumped up, holding her hands in front of her defensively.

"Stay away from me," she said, taking a step back. Jack stopped coming forward and copied her motions.

"Elsa," he said again, his voice soft, "I'm… I'm so sorry. I would've come sooner, but-"

"You shouldn't have come at all." Elsa said, her voice trembling, "I'm dangerous. And I… I can't afford any mistakes now. I have a kingdom to run."

"I know that," he said, stepping forward again. Elsa took another step back, her hands growing colder.

"Please, Jack," she pleaded, tears returning to her eyes, "Please, I don't want to hurt you."

"No, you won't," he said, "I know you, Elsa. You wouldn't hurt me. You promised."

"That was a long time ago!" she said, "We were stupid and young and…"

"And honest," he said, stepping forward again, "Elsa…"

"Go away!" she yelled at him, her body growing colder by the second. Jack just looked at her.

"Elsa, please," He was about to take another step when a beam of blue light suddenly burst from her hands straight for Jack. He ducked just in time, hitting the icy ground harshly. He gritted his teeth in pain, but managed to stand up a moment later, looking where the beam had gone. An entire tree was covered in the thick, clear sheet of ice. Jack looked back at Elsa, who was staring at her hands in wide-eyed terror.

"Elsa," he said, "It's alright."

She looked up at him suddenly, her breathing heavy and labored. "I could've killed you," she whispered quietly as snowflakes started to form around her, "I could've… I…"

"Elsa, I'm right here. I'm okay."

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" she suddenly screamed at him, gathering her dress and tearing down the hill with frost following her footsteps.

He started to run after her, when he fell on the ice again, even more painfully than before. He stayed there for a minute, wondering if he should follow her. He just wanted to talk to her again. After a minute of lying on the ground, he pushed himself up and carefully stood on the ice, looking at the trail of frost leading down the hill. He wished that she could just open up to him again, like that night at the lake.

Was it really only a month ago? he wondered. It seemed like a lifetime away. He looked at the frost again, then slowly turned and walked back where he came from, his head bowed. He couldn't stay in Arendelle, not without Elsa. He couldn't go back to Corona, either. There were too many memories of his sister there. Even thinking about it made his chest start to hurt again. He couldn't go back, yet he couldn't stay. He had no money, no family, and no way to stay alive. He glanced back at the hill, looking at the tall gravestones of the king and queen.

He looked at the frozen tree, and he made a vow. "Elsa, I promise that I won't give up on you. No matter how long it takes, I will always be there for you."

Welp, that happened. Anyway, who's still here? I know that I'm late, but I'm here, aren't I? Here's another chapter, hope you enjoy, and I'll see you guys soon! I promise this time!

Random question, if I started another multi-chapter, not necessarily Jelsa, would you guys read it? Just wondering... Anyways, buh-bye!