Chapter 2.
Ice Cold
In the sky, there was beautiful view of the Northern Lights and in the middle of a fjord was a kingdom. Inside in one of the rooms of the castle in this kingdom, there was a beautiful young girl sleeping in her bed. Her younger sister was beside her bed, trying to wake her up.
"Anna, go back to sleep," said Elsa.
"I just can't. The sky is awake, so I'm awake. So we have to play," said Anna.
"Go play by yourself," smiled Elsa playfully as she playfully pushed Anna off her bed.
Anna pouted before she then had an idea to get her sister awake.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?"
Elsa seemed to smirk to this and the two girls were then rushing down the stairs to their home's ballroom.
"Do the magic! Do the magic!" Anna urged Elsa.
Elsa then waved her hands around and made a snowball in her hands.
"Ready?" smiled Elsa.
"Uh-huh," Anna nodded eagerly.
Soon enough, Elsa shot a glow in the air which made sparkled snowflakes fall and she stomped on the floor to make it all icy and it was winter inside the ballroom as they then built a snowman together and named it Olaf.
Anna was soon was even going too fast which then made Elsa accidentally freeze Anna solid.
"Mama! Papa!" cried out Elsa as her sadness seemed to cause frostbite all over the ballroom.
"It's okay, Anna, I got you..." Elsa's voice cracked.
"Elsa, what have you done?" the father asked as he and the mother rushed over to the two girls. "This is getting out of hand!"
"Oh, she's ice cold," the mother picked up Anna in her arms.
"I know where we have to go," replied the father bravely.
The King quickly went into the castle's library and got out an ancient book where the answer was found: They need to go to the mountains and find the trolls to fix their problem.