Jack and I sit on a ledge, high up in the mountain. From up here I can see Arendelle, the city nestled safety below by the sea. For miles I see trees, weighed down by snow. An ice sled sits beside me, sparkling in the light of the sky, swirls and other intricate designs spiralling around it.

My feet dangle over the edge and I'm not scared. I know that if I fall Jack will catch me. He reassured me he would. I trust him. I've never trusted someone so easily, but I don't believe he is a liar. Plus, if he decides to kill me no one would ever know it was him, seeing as no one else can actually see him.

"How did you get your powers?" Jack asks me.

"I was born with them," I tell him. "As I child, Anna and I would use them to make the ballroom into a massive ice rink." I look down at the ant-sized city. "But then my power almost killed her. So I isolated myself for years. My parents..." I choke on my words at the memory. Receiving the news had been horrible- My powers went out of control. I cough. "Uh.. What about you? How did you get your powers?"

Jack has to think about this for a minute. The wind howls around us, and if it weren't for the fact that I can't feel it, I know I'd be frozen to death. Finally Jack shrugs his shoulders. "The Man in the Moon chose me," he says. "I'm not sure why. I don't have a family. I don't have friends... Unless you count Sandy, but I don't see him much."

"Sandy? Is he a dog?" I ask him.

Jack laughs, leaning back so that his back rests against the cliffs edge. "No. Sandy's... Well, he's the sandman. He creates your dreams."

I purse my lips. "Does he create nightmares too?" I can't help but sound bitter, but for a long time I've been tortured by nightmares and fear. It has felt like a dark cloud surrounded me; it still feels like that.

"No. He doesn't." Jack looks at me. "Would you stay with me here until it gets dark? I want to show you something." I look at him, hesitating. He arches a brow up. "Don't worry. It's not some plot to try and seduce you."

My cheeks burn, and I guess because he is laughing that they have turned red too. "I was thinking more along the lines of you killing me." I desperately want to fan my face. "But I guess I could stay here until nightfall." My hand twitches, and gently, I place my hand on top of his. He jumps and his eyes meet mine. "For what it's worth, Jack, I consider you a friend, now."

He slips his hand out from underneath mine, and scratches the back of his neck. Nervously, he edges away- too far away- from me. He slips and falls over the edge.

I gasp and crawl over to peer over the side. Jack flies back up, cheeks pink. "I meant to do that." He sits himself back down next to me.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you or anything." I frown. I'm not even sure what I did there.

"Y- you didn't," he tells me nervously. "I just got this weird... Uh. Never mind." He looks at me, but not to my eyes. "Thanks, by the way." I look at him questionably. "For being my friend. I haven't had anyone to call a friend."

"I know what it's like to feel lonely. I'm sorry you had to go through it."

"No worries." He grins. "Anyway, I recking we should have more fun. Want to race down the hill?"

I grin.

Jack flew us down lower so that the hill wasn't too steep. I sat on one ice sled and he sat on the other. "No cheating!" I shout across to him. We swerved down the mountain, avoiding trees and I find myself laughing and truly enjoying myself.

Hours tick by, each bringing more fun. Jack and I have a snowball fight. We build a snowman, which doesn't come to life; We made it without using our powers. We try to show off with ice sculptors, and I find myself liking Jack more and more. I finally found someone I could relate to. Someone who shares my powers. Someone who has felt the loneliness that comes with them. Someone who understands.

In just a few hours, from this morning to nightfall, I feel like I've made a friend that I will never forget.

"What's it like being immortal?" I ask, as we lie in the snow, side by side after making the most ridiculous looking snow angels in the world.

Darkness was already upon us, but Jack told me to give it a few hours before he can show me what he wants to show me. I couldn't help but think about the ball. How was Anna doing? Did Kristoff actually dress nice? Were the preparations done correctly? What can I say? Once a queen, always a queen. Even on break.

Jack sighs beside me, resting his arms behind his head and gazing up at the sky. The snow has stopped falling, and through breaks in the clouds we can see the millions of stars in the night sky. They glisten, like torches high above our heads. I wonder, like I do on summer nights when the sky is at its clearest, what's out there? What does the universe hold? And now I wonder, who is the Man in the Moon?

"Being immortal means being lonely," he finally tells me. "You're my friend now, but in a hundred years you'll be gone and I'll be alone." He looks at me and I turn my head to see him. "Not many people believe in Jack Frost. Why would they? I'm just a change in the season. I don't give them Easter eggs. I don't give them hope and dreams. I don't give them presents, or hide money under their pillows as they sleep. I'm a nobody."

"You're not a nobody," I retaliate.

"Yeah I am."

"Not to me you're not," I say more defensively. "You're my friend. And to me, you're important. Today has been the best day of my life. That's because of you. So, don't ridicule yourself like that. You're important. Maybe you don't know why you've been chosen to do this, but I believe someday it will make sense."

He smiles. "I hope so." He stretches out his hand and takes mine. I inhale sharply at how it feels. I look down at our hands and he quickly pulls his away. "Thanks."

"No problem," I gasp. My mind just goes haywire when he touches me. I can't think straight, and then there's this warmness inside of me, growing, like it wants to rip itself out of me and consume me. "So, how long until I get to see this thing of yours?" I ask, changing the subject.

Jack sits up, looking up at the sky. "I think the show is just about to start." I sit up, and in seconds Jack is flying in front of me, his hands out stretched so that he can lift me up. I take his hands in mine and he swings me around so that I'm behind him, arms wrapped around his neck and legs wrapped around his middle.

I look at him, closely examining his face. He's so pale, it's almost unnatural. Well, I suppose Jack is unnatural. I'm not even natural. I can see his freckles more clearly and his blue eyes are striking. I think back to what Anna says- I suppose he is cute, in a rebellious sort of way. He told me earlier that he doesn't abide to the rules much. He says he likes to have fun.

In seconds we're high above the ground. I don't feel uneasy like I did the first time I flew with him. Instead, I feel relaxed. I realise that I truly do trust Jack.

I think back to earlier this morning. In just minutes I cracked. I really thought Jack was apart of my imagination. I truly believed I had gone crazy. I mean, who else makes someone like him up in their mind? I frown. I believed myself to be crazy in a matter of seconds.

My stomach twists. It wasn't just that, though. It was the fact that I had to act a certain way around certain people. Around Anna I could be myself, I could be happy. Around everyone else I always stood a little straighter, talked a little more formal, and had all these responsibilities on my hands. I have to rule a town. I have to help people all the time and I hardly ever get time to myself.

No wonder I ran so quickly.

That thought makes me feel stupid. It wasn't a good excuse to run off from my people. They rely on me; they need me. I simply abandoned them when it became too much for me to handle. I'm not a queen. I'm a coward.

Who wants a coward to run a castle? Who would come to a coward for advice if they knew? No one. I remember how they reacted to my powers. Here I was, flying with a young man I barely know, feeling on top of the world, when I should be down in Arendelle, welcoming the guests to the ball. But Anna was down there instead, because I had run at the first chance I got.

I feel hollow inside. Who am I? I'm not much of a queen. I'm a good sister. That wasn't enough for me, though. I've always wanted something else. Something bigger. I never know what I want, though.

I sigh, and rest my chin on Jack's shoulder. I've become used to the cold he radiates, and I still enjoy the feeling.

I look at him again, and the warmth engulfs me once more. What is that feeling? I've never felt that before, and it concerns me. Maybe Anna would know. I decide to ask her later. Was I becoming sick? I roll my eyes. Of course not. It was something else. I'm just not sure what, though.

"Almost there," Jack announces, breaking me out of my thoughts. I look up and see the ledge where we had been sitting hours ago. Jack lands us down on top of it, and carefully, we both sit down. "Look down at Arendelle. Trust me... You'll love it."

I stare hard at my town. What is it I'm going to see, I wonder? My heart begins to race as the seconds tick by, and then I gasp because I can see it.

Golden streams pour down into the town, weaving through the houses. It wraps itself around the castle, entering the closed windows as though they aren't there. Shapes begin to emerge- butterflies, horses, and even carrots. I grin, being reminded of Sven, Kristoff's reindeer. His love for carrots was crazy.

I let out a breath I hadn't realised I was holding. "What is it?" I ask Jack, eyes wide as I stare out to the gold weaving through the town.

"Dreams," he explains. "Sandy's doing his job. Have you never seen them before?"

"No. I've always left my curtains closed- Jack, it's beautiful." I'm in awe with this. Dreams are being made right in front of me. I can see everyone in the towns dreams. It was spectacular. "I've never seen anything like this."

I look at him and he's staring down at the town, one leg bent up, his hand resting lazily across it. His staff is laid down next to his other hand and he looks completely at peace.

"I watch this every night," he tells me softly, his voice sounding dreamy. "I never get bored of it. Even though I don't experience it myself, it always gives me hope. Maybe being this way is worth it." I gaze at him in wonder. He looks at me and smiles. "If you keep staring at me you're just going to miss the whole show." He nudges me playfully on the shoulder, and I sigh because my cheeks are burning again.

I turn away and stare at the gold sand forming more shapes. Birds, deer, two girls dancing. I'm surprised how clear the images are.

"This is my first time watching this with anyone," says Jack, pulling me out of my trance again. "I wish more mortals could see me. It's nice talking to someone and experiencing something like this with them."

"You know, I'm also glad I'm the only one that can see you." He looks at me confused. "I don't think you'd ever show me this if everyone could see you. You'd be too caught up in the girls that throw themselves at guys like you."

He smirks. "Guys like me? And what kind of guys would they be?"

I blush. "Oh. Just... You know..." Words fail me and I roll my eyes. "Some girls like cockiness. For some reason it appeals to them."

"What about you, then?" he asks. "You're a queen. So, there must be a king of Arendelle down there."

I look down at the town. "The last king of Arendelle was my father. And he died, a long, long time ago." I try not to sound sad, but I fail and my eyes well up at the memory of my parents. I scowl and wipe my eyes quickly before Jack can see.

Jack rests a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry," he says. He sounds genuine, and I place my hand over his. We sit like that for a few seconds, staring at one another. How could it be that I've only met Jack this morning? It feels like I've known him for a long time.

I feel the warmness return to my stomach as I look at him, and quickly I look away. I slip my hand away from his, and he takes his hand off of my shoulder.

"It must be late," I say. "I think it's time to return to the castle. I'm sure the guests have left by now."

Jack stands up quickly, and I notice that his cheeks are pink. "Come on, then, queen Elsa. Let's take you back home."

I get on his back and we're flying down to Arendelle. I was right when I guessed that the guests had gone. All the lights in the castle are off. I point Jack down to my balcony and he lands me down. He stands on the railing of the balcony.

"Thank you. I had an amazing day," I tell him.

"Me too," he replies. "Maybe we can do it again someday." I gaze at him uncertainly and he frowns. "If you ever want to have a a break, that is." He scratches the back of his neck unsure of what to say. He sits down on the railing and I decide to sit next to him, not quite wanting to go inside yet.

"Are you leaving Arendelle?" I ask him, trying to hide the worry in my voice and failing.

"I hardly know you and you sound like you'd miss me," he jokes, bumping me playfully with his own shoulder. I want to tell him I would miss him, but I don't want to sound desperate. Instead, I stay silent and wait for his answer. He looks at me with a smile on his face. "Nah. I don't think I'm ready to leave Arendelle just yet. I've just made a friend, after all. It would be rude to just leave."

I breathe out in relief. "Good. Then, come here tomorrow and you can keep me company as I attend my duties." I stand up and he does too, as though he felt obliged to. "Thanks again. I'll see you tomorrow." Heart racing, I stand up on the tips of my toes and kiss his cheek. Without looking back, I open my door and enter my room.

I glance back just as I'm about the close the door, and see Jack standing there holding his cheek. "No," I hear him whisper. "Thank you, Elsa." He runs and jumps over the edge of the balcony and I close my door fully feeling the blood rushing to my cheeks.

This day has been absolutely wonderful. I can't wait for tomorrow.

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