(Salathi = Lord Redmoon)

(old)Author's Note: Hey there peeps sorry for taking so long with this I found I didn't have a lot of time to sit down and right, plus I had a little mess up when I emailed this to my editor that wasted two days .. This chapter is shorter than the first but I felt it was a good place to end anyways, and at least it is the same length as my average chapter anyways ;)

Cover Art: The cover art is a piece made by the extremely talented Boringmu on DeviantArt. And he has plenty of other wonderful pieces (including an absolutely adorable May and Torchic Pokémon piece).

My Awesome beta reader: Heroism as he is known on fanficiton has put forth is almighty skill to make sure that this piece of work is free of grammatical errors. He has also had many helpful pieces of advice to improve my writing in general.

Warnings: Incest Elsanna (don't like, don't read; simple), smut, and some depressing pasts and current events (BUT A LOT OF FLUFF TO CUSHION IT).

Disclaimers: A lot of Disney characters and references to Disney films are included in this story (Frozen, Tangled, Brave, Maleficent, Snow White and the Huntsman, Beauty and the Beast, Rise of the Guardians, The Little Mermaid, Peter Pan)—and I own none of the characters from these respective works. I do, however, claim some of my own OC characters like Cecilia (Maleficent's older sister), Fredrick (a birch wood treant) and others.

Thawed Hearts

Chapter 2: What is True and Pure

}-,-'— (Elsa) –'-,-{

I awoke to complete awareness due to of a soft whimper coming from a beautiful redhead who was the entire world to me. Anna had rolled on top of me during the night and I found myself completely pinned to the floor under her & a pile of blankets. She whimpered again and shook her head against my chest, mumbling unintelligible words in the midst of sleep. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her sleeping body before lifting my head up to kiss the top of her head gently.

"Anna." I whispered and she jerked slightly, mumbling something that sounded close to my name.

"Anna, wake up. It's just a nightmare; there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm right here."

Her next mumbled words were hardly any clearer then the first set. "'S'not a t'mare."

"Not a nightmare?" I asked curiously as I looked down at her. She shook her head and sighed long and heavily before lifting her face from my cleavage.

"It was a good dream," she said. I felt my face flush as her words sunk in. A good dream; a good dream in which my sister was whimpering. I could only think of some of my own dreams that I had had in the past.. dreams where Anna broke me to a whimpering, writhing mess under her. Anna wasn't having a dream like that… surely not… right? I thought, desperately trying to convince myself before my imagination would run wild with the idea of Anna having a wet dream.. about me.

"Well, regardless, little sister, it's time to get up." I said with my face still flushed as I looked around at my art gallery.

I had expected to be extremely embarrassed showing her all of this, but I didn't. In fact I felt relaxed and content with the knowledge that I had shared it with her. My eyes fell on the black door and I wrung my hands slightly. Well, certainly not what's behind that door. I could never show her what was behind that door. I had almost forgotten about it when I left in a rush last night, but thankfully I kept it locked at all times.

Anna noticed my behavior and looked at me curiously then flicked her eyes to the door as well.

"Elsa… what is behind—" but I cut her off.

"We should get going to breakfast. We have a visiting Queen who might already be waiting for us." Anna sighed, giving me a look that told me she would bring it back up later and I bit my lip apprehensively. I got to my feet and stepped out of our nest on the floor, my hand out to help my clumsy sister to her feet. She still managed to trip on a loose fold of a blanket and I didn't even try to hold in my light-hearted giggle. Anna blushed of course. She smiled shyly at me.

}-,-'— (Anna) –'-,-{

Once dressed for the day I met up with my sister outside her room before heading down to breakfast hand in hand. I knew that to her it was probably just a sisterly sign of affection. But for me is was heart-pounding and exciting. Feelings I had felt long ago and thought buried were starting to resurface after seeing all of Elsa's art of me—the proof she thought of me—were giving me hope that maybe, just maybe, Elsa saw me as more than a sister just as I did her. But it was difficult to tell. Elsa was always so reserved, so regal. Saying I have a hard time understanding her emotions would be the understatement of the century.

My mind started to drift into daydreams involving the wonderful woman next to me whom I had dreamt of all last night. I was so distracted that I didn't even notice the heat that started to fill my body. My cheeks warmed and my heart pounded as I thought of my sister under me in bed, writhing around with my name on her lips; but suddenly there was something very cold on my cheek and I jerked back, startled into reality once more.

Elsa stood before me, a worried look on her face as she still held up the hand that had cupped my cheek a moment before. She took a step forward to cup my cheek again and watched me with those deep blue eyes.

"Anna?" she asked gently and I just looked back. Elsa seemed to realize I was lost and clarified herself.

"You didn't respond to anything I was saying and your face is all flushed. Are you alright?"

I nodded vigorously as I tried to think of a suitable explanation. I couldn't very well tell her: "Oh I was daydreaming of having wild and loud sex with you." That wouldn't go over very well.

"I…" I started lamely, completely unsure of what to say to her.

When I didn't say anything further, Elsa's eyebrows furrowed together in even more worry.

"Anna if you aren't feeling well, you can just tell me. I can send for the doctor."

I was saved from answering by a musical and enchanting voice a few feet behind Elsa.

"She is not sick, Queen Elsa. She is merely flustered." Elsa jumped and turned to face the woman behind her and I stared in stunned silence.

The woman was beautiful and terrifying all at once. Dressed in a simple black gown, her pale skin almost seemed to glow in contrast. Her black hair fell like a sheet down her back and over her shoulders. Her piecing green eyes were fixed on me with an intensity that had my feet frozen in place—atop her head was a pair of horns, on her back was a large pair of wings folded neatly.

"Queen Maleficent," Elsa said with a curtsy, "I hope your night was restful."

At this Maleficent shifted her eyes to Elsa and I found I could once again move. I mimicked my sister's curtsy a little clumsily as Maleficent replied in a polite tone.

"Yes, it was very pleasant, thank you." Elsa nodded and stepped forward once more towards the dining hall.

"Breakfast is in here. I was unsure what you would eat so I asked for a large variety this morning. If there is something more suited to your tastes, just ask and our servants will do their best to accommodate you," said Elsa in her Queen voice. Maleficent nodded, following her. I followed some distance behind.

Breakfast was a quiet affair. We spent most of it in silence. I did my best to eat with proper manners, though I was sure I looked like a barbarian next to Elsa's perfect table manners. Maleficent contented herself with small bits of fruit and a glass of water as she stared at me almost unblinking through it all. Finally I just couldn't take it anymore.

"Is there something on my face?" I asked, locking my gaze with her and she smirked.

"No, my dear, I am merely interested. I have heard the stories—of how you were frozen yet still thawed. I have never heard of anyone surviving such a curse before. I wonder what made you so special." Before I could reply, Elsa did.

"True love. It was her selfless sacrifice that saved my life and broke her curse."

But Maleficent was already shaking her head.

"No, Queen Elsa, that was not it. If it had been the reason the curse broke, it would have been broken the moment she moved in front of you; but from what both you and Pabbie have told me—that she did, indeed, freeze solid and then thawed after that—had her act to save you worked, then she would never have frozen in the first place." I shivered in fear at the thought. If I wouldn't have frozen, Hans' sword would have swung straight through me. I would be dead and so would Elsa.

"Then what saved her?" Elsa asked in a quiet tone, a look of worry on her face and the slight breeze of cold air hinted at her own fear of the past. I quickly stood and move over to her, taking her hand in mine.

"Hey, I'm still here Elsa. Relax. I'm here and I'm just fine." I gave her hand a squeeze and received one in return as the room started to warm once more. I smiled and watched my sister as she slowly relaxed once more. Once the temperature was normal once more, I gently stroked her cheek and moved to sit back down, though every fiber of my being wished to stay at her side.

"Well, there are many things that can break curses. Some simpler curses sometimes break with just the passing of time; others can be revoked by the caster, or overwritten by someone more powerful. Those are all unreliable ways of doing things. Others can be removed by someone of great power, though any true curse worthy of its name cannot be removed in this way." Maleficent's expression seemed to darken at this and a flicker of some emotion—pain, sorrow or anger; I couldn't tell—flashed in her eyes before she replaced her expression with one of neutrality once more.

"Others can be broken by acts of true love. Still others by acts of pure love; but these only work if done before the curse is in full effect." I was confused by this statement and opened my mouth to speak but before I did, Elsa spoke up, voicing the same question I was going to ask.

"There is a difference? Between pure and true love, I mean? Are they not the same?" Maleficent smiled slightly at this and leaned forward, placing her elbows on the table and waving her hands in the air, golden sparkles forming different scenes in the air above the table.

"There is a difference. A large one, in fact. Both are related, and are very powerful when balanced together, yet they can exist without the other." A scene of a woman lying on a stone table as if dead and a man leaning down to kiss her still form. "A good example of the power of true love was made just over a decade ago in the kingdom of Tabor. Queen Snow White had taken a bite of an apple cursed with death to whoever bit it. However, the magic in her blood prevented just a single bite from killing her. She was in a cursed, sleep-like death, although the true love's kiss of the Huntsman, Eric broke the curse and saved her." The image of the woman awoke and embraced the man after he pulled away from the kiss. Then the image vanished in a swirl of golden sparks before reforming into a different scene altogether. As the image formed, Maleficent looked directly at me.

"It was an act of true love that you were told to perform, or receive in order the break the curse before it was too late, was it not?"

I hesitated at the intensity of Maleficent's stare before I nodded slowly. "Yes, Grand Pabbie told me it would thaw my heart."

"And it very well might have, but we will never know. What you did for you sister was not an act of true love, but, rather, one of pure love. It was selfless, simple; love in its purest form. You acted in a manner that put your sister's life above your own. This is different from the often selfish, complex and passionate love shared between lovers." Maleficent smiled then, but it really was a façade for the sadness underneath and I could see it more clearly then before.

"Another example of pure love was made by a man in this very castle." The image of a man lying on the floor appeared in the golden light with a woman who was crouched over him and crying. "Your cousin, Rapunzel, has an amazing story; one I will not retell for you. That is her right." She cleared her throat. "Suffice it to say that the man she loved was dying and she had the power to save him. If she were to save him using her power, she would then be a slave the rest of her life, her power keeping another alive forever. Eugene knew this and refused to let her be a slave. He took Rapunzel's power away so that she had no way of saving him, and that she would hold value in seeing through those who sought to control her, and in doing so destroyed his only chance at survival. A pure, selfless act—one that put Rapunzel's life above his own." The image showed the man cutting the woman's hair then falling to the ground dead.

"But he lived, right?" I demanded "Surely he did. Rapunzel would have been devastated otherwise."

"He did live, child; or, rather, return to life. But if you wish to hear that story, you must ask your cousin yourself." I frowned in annoyance at this. I wanted to hear the story but then my frown deepened as her words sank in. Our cousin Rapunzel was still here at the castle. She hadn't fled during the coronation and at least I, and judging by the look on my sister's face, Elsa hadn't given her a second thought either, or even realized she remained. I felt immensely guilty for ignoring my cousin in such a manner and planned to find her and apologize as soon as I was able to.

"Even an act of pure love such as yours cannot bring someone back from the dead, though it is a pathway to doing so; so long as the spirit of the one passed has yet to move on." Maleficent continued, smiling slightly. "And believe me when I tell you, Princess Anna, you were dead, just as Eugene was. From what I have learned of the curse both from Pabbie and Elsa's retellings, her magic destroyed your body. It was icy and unable to house a human soul any longer."

I thought for a while the feeling of cold was just from my own shock at Maleficent's words, or perhaps a side effect from my memories of that day; the bone chilling cold and pain I had experienced but as snow started to fall in front of my face I jerked around look at my sister who was curled in on herself, her head on the table and her body shaking. I immediately tried to stand but my chair was frozen to the floor which was completely covered in ice.

"Elsa…?" I asked timidly, glancing back at Maleficent as I spoke. No one else had seen Elsa like this, no one had seen the effect her sorrow had over her powers except for me and I wasn't sure how Maleficent would react.

To my surprise there was a look of pity and what seemed to be understanding on her face but I jerked back as Elsa replied to me.

"I killed you Anna! Killed you!" Elsa screamed, jerking her head up to look right at me, tears streaming down her cheeks and her bottom lip bleeding from how hard her teeth were clamping down.

"Elsa, you didn't mean to do it, and I'm still here. I came back, remember? I came back for you so you wouldn't have to be alone," I said hurriedly, desperate and struggling to get out of my frozen chair to comfort Elsa. The pain in her eyes was cutting me deeper than anything I could remember and I ached to make her pain go away.

"Elsa!" Maleficent's voice rang out firmly and Elsa jerked to look at her.

"You cannot dwell on the past, especially when everything turned out alright in the end. It will rip you apart from the inside out if you don't let it go. But it will not only hurt you, your magic will hurt others if you cannot find a way to forgive yourself." Maleficent said in a calming and steady voice.

"You don't understand the pain, the fear inside me." She whispered in a ragged voice to Maleficent before continuing in a much louder voice. "You don't know what it's like to hurt someone so precious to you—to kill her!"

Maleficent stared right back, a flash of her own anger in her eyes but she kept her voice steady and calm. "I do understand… More than you know."

Elsa jumped to her feet, anger replacing her grief and I was stunned. I couldn't align this Elsa with my poised and composed sister; my sister who was always in control was no where to be seen, just this girl of raw emotion and power. I was in awe.

Ice and wind howled behind her like a huge magical cloak in the wind and ice spikes slowly grew from the floor and walls. Her hair was ripped from its braid, pulling into a tangled mess behind her as she glared at Maleficent.

"Oh, really? Who have you killed because of your lack of control, Your Majesty?" Elsa said in a mocking tone. "Who died because you placed a curse on them? Who were you unable to save because you couldn't control your own magic!" Elsa ended with a scream that was echoed by a gust of wind that shook the table and I whimpered as small piece of hail hit me and cut my cheek.

Maleficent didn't answer for a long moment but she did stand slowly and as the silence dragged on a heavy presence seemed to fill the room, and even though the sun was shining brightly through the windows the room seemed to slowly sink into the darkness of twilight. Elsa's magic seemed to be pushed to the floor as the blizzard behind her fell and cracks formed on the floor before the ice broke apart and melted away.

"My wife," Maleficent finally replied in a deadly soft tone before continuing. "The answer to all your questions, dear little girl, is my wife; and not a day goes by that I don't miss her. Your pain is nothing compared to mine, child. The one you hurt—the one you 'killed'—is alive and well. She is right there!" Maleficent poked at me as she yelled. "Yet you act as if she is a corpse."

At this, Elsa turned and ran from the room and Maleficent walked over to me but I was already on my feet and running after my sister.

"Your Highness, wait a moment." and even though I wanted to keep moving, my feet seemed to lock in place. I turned to look her surprised to see the face of complete calm once more fixed in place. "When your sister calms down, please tell her that I took no offence from this morning and should she have need of me I will be staying with the trolls for a few weeks at least. She can find me there." I just nodded, barely hearing her as I mentally yelled at my feet to move but they still would not budge.

"And, princess," Maleficent added almost as an afterthought, "it was your act of pure love and the act of true love from another that saved you that day." At this I stumbled once again, able to move my legs and I bolted through the doors, desperate to find Elsa. I had heard Maleficent's words but they didn't register through the panicked need that drove me after my sister.

}-,-'— (Elsa) –'-,-{

I fled to my room and locked the door behind me before rushing to my bathroom and locking that door as well. I was so shocked and embarrassed beyond anything I had ever been before. I had lost control, something I had trained my whole life so that it would never happen and I had lost it in the blink of an eye. I really couldn't even figure out why I had lost control of myself so completely.

That's not really true… I knew why, though I'd have to force myself to admit it. I just didn't want to accept it as truth. I had been doing my very best to convince myself that I hadn't truly killed my sister; that, though she had turned to ice, she was still alive. Maleficent's words, however, had forced me to realize that I had done it and the rush of sorrow and pain at just the memory of it had drove me into a panic. Even then my body shook and trembled though the panic was subsiding in my thoughts. I knew Anna was still alive and well, that somehow she had returned to live; my body just hadn't caught up with my mind yet.

Then my thoughts drifted to the scene I had just made and I flinched at the memory. I had completely lost it. My powers had been out of control and my composure gone as I screamed at the Queen of the Fairies, yet Maleficent seemed in complete control. She even brushed my powers aside as if they were nothing. And Anna.. oh, Anna.

I broke into fresh tears as I remembered the look on Anna's face when I lost control. I had scared her, probably scared her away at last as I had been secretly hoping I would for years. If she was scared of me, if she stayed away from me she would be safe. Yet I couldn't stop crying as the look of fear on her face filled my thoughts until a loud banging came from my bedroom door.

"Elsa!" Anna called from the hallway. "Don't do this! You promised me—no locked doors, remember!?" I flinched at her words but didn't move.

"Elsa…" Anna said in a quieter voice after several long moments, but still loud enough for me to hear with two doors and an empty room between us. "Open this door right now. Don't you dare go back on your word; don't break the trust we have just started to rebuild." I broke into tears once again at her words but rushed to unlock first the bathroom door then my bedroom door. The trust she showed in me was far too valuable to risk and I acted almost on instinct to preserve it. Once the bedroom door was unlocked, I cracked it open and peaked out, my eyes still running with tears. Anna stood there still, shimmering with the morning light at her back and for the moment I was pulled out of my sorrow by the pure beauty of the sister standing before me.

"Elsa, will you let me in?" Anna asked, this time in a whisper, and I nodded, opening my door and stepping back.

Anna quickly moved in and closed the door behind her, then so quickly I almost didn't see, she slapped me. Not loud or hard, but definitely not in a playful manner. I stared at her in shock as my cheek stung slightly, then I gasped as she hugged me so tight that all the air left my lungs.

"That's for locking you door when you knew I would follow." She pulled away and cupped my cheeks, standing up on the tips of her toes to reach my forehead. She placed a tender kiss to my brow. "And that is to remind you that I will always follow. Always, Elsa."

I finally smiled though tears still fell from my eyes and I hugged her close to me. "I'm sorry, Anna." I mumbled into her shoulder and she giggled.

"Oh, I am not the one you need to apologize to," Anna replied then after a slight pause added, "Maleficent told me to tell you that she took no offence from your words or actions this morning, and should you wish to speak with her again she will be staying with the trolls for a few weeks."

I froze at her words. Maleficent hadn't taken offence? I found that very hard to believe after how I had acted like a child. But after a moment I decided not to bring that up with Anna. She was just the bearer of the news, anyway.

I pulled away after a moment and wiped my eyes on the sleeves of my dress to look at my sister who was now brandishing a very serious expression on her face.

"Elsa, we do need to talk about this more but there are other issues we need to attend to first." I blinked in surprise at my sister. I had completely expected her to sit me down and demand to know everything and to yell at anyone who approached that they were having sister bonding time and not to be disturbed. "Don't get me wrong," she continued, oblivious to my thoughts, "I really want to know and understand right this instant, however I know you will let me in your room tonight and I will have all night to weed every answer out of you. But right now there is something we need to do. Our cousin Rapunzel is still in our home and we have been completely ignoring her. We need to find her and apologize, then I think it would be proper to offer to spend the day with her. Perhaps a riding trip?" She ended with a question and I just nodded, still a little shocked by the responsible girl in front of me that seemed to have replaced my sister.

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