A/N: My internal clock is way off bc I had yesterday off. Anyway... The last chapter may take a week or so longer than the rest, but I will do my best to post it a week after I post chapter 37. (Chapter 37 is really long tho, so I have an excuse to give you guys two weeks to process it.)

It was mid-July. Elsa and Calypso had been happily engaged for three months. They didn't really have any huge arguments, just small differences of opinion that didn't blow up and become anything more because they talked things out respectfully and rationally. The two were constantly making love, though in the privacy of their room. They were kind of a private couple, though they'd lose themselves in each other and end up kissing, but that was about as far as they'd go. Usually, if there was no one around, they might allow themselves to fall into more compromising positions, but they didn't really do anything unless they were in their room.

Nico and Percy were sort of a couple, but not really. Nico had told Elsa that the two would make out in one of their cabins, and sort of hold hands a little bit in public, but they weren't actually doing anything like going on dates or really being a couple. They didn't talk about their relationship, or perhaps lack thereof. They just weren't ready, as Elsa told Nico. She advised him to bring it up when they were alone together in a setting where they definitely wouldn't do anything.

However, Percy, as well as the rest of their friends, was invited to Elsa's coronation. This was the one where Elsa would finally achieve her birthright and become the one and only goddess of ice and snow. Elsa, though she would only be a minor goddess, would be widely worshipped among both camps, as she'd been like them, though she'd gone through unspeakable horrors. Elsa had risen to the top; finding that she'd been able to recover from the terrible things that had happened to her. Now she was surrounded by love; her heart thawed, and her heart belonging to her soulmate. They promised to love each other for eternity.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?" Nico asked Elsa the day before. The two were taking a stroll around camp. They held hands, the way they always used to.

"Yes and no." She replied. "On one hand, this is what I've been waiting for ever since I was fourteen; well, besides a thawed heart. This was something I was born for. It's finally time. But on the other… Well… The prospect of this; the thing I've been waiting for, and making sure I was ready for, in order to be able to have a happy eternity… Now, I'm finally achieving the thing I've been preparing for four years. It's… To me, it's always been that one thing that's always been coming, but never here. Now, it's here. It's both the most wonderful thing ever, and the most terrifying."

"Hey, I'll be right by your side the whole time, Elsa. I promise." Nico said, squeezing her hand.

"I know. You and Calypso, and our friends. All of you there for me." Elsa grimaced. "But I just kind of want to skip tomorrow." The son of Hades stopped both of them, pulling his best friend into his arms; hugging her.

"This is what you've worked for." He reminded her, whispering into her ear. "This is why you worked so hard to get Calypso to love you back. This is why you knew you had to be stronger than your demons, and can look back at your scars as just that—scars. Elsa… No more pain or suffering anymore. Just immortality." He pulled away just enough to look into her eyes. Elsa pulled her brother to her in another hug.

Elsa was being groomed and tended to by nymphs as she told the story of her and Calypso to Aphrodite, who was commanding the lot of them. The soon-to-be-goddess couldn't help but notice that her dress was a sexier and more mature (and actual fabric) version of the dress she'd made for herself when she was thirteen, and had fled Camp Half-Blood. The second she saw the dress she was to wear for her coronation, Elsa closed her eyes and thought back to that moment where she had crowned herself queen of ice and snow; turning her back on everything else. She'd nearly hurt Nico, and had been humiliated in front of people; that was why she ran. But Nico had brought her back. And then… Elsa squeezed her shut eyes, clearing her mind of the horrors done to her.

"Are you alright Elsa, dear?" Aphrodite asked.

"Yes." Elsa replied, clearing her throat and opening her eyes. "Just… Bad memories."

"I know the feeling." Aphrodite smiled sympathetically. "Are you excited to finally become a goddess, my sweet?" Elsa looked at the major goddess strangely. The woman laughed. "Elsa, you of all people should know that I think of you as a daughter, and not just one of my demigod children. You, my sweet, were and are a slave to love. I couldn't help but be your patron goddess. You see, other gods or goddesses might have liked to take you under their wing, but you so obviously could only go to me." The goddess looked at Elsa affectionately. Everything suddenly made sense… The way Aphrodite doted upon her more than she did Piper or any of her children…

"I supposed it will be nice to finally achieve my birthright." Elsa blurted out. She looked in the mirror at herself. The body of the dress was a sparkly ocean blue, and there was less of a skirt for her to walk in, so she had to take smaller steps. Pale blue tulle-like material acted as Elsa's sleeves and covered her shoulders, trailing back and being her cape as well. Elsa mentally compared this dress to the one she'd worn for her first coronation. This one showed that she was mature, and displayed her new confidence. Perhaps to symbolize her transformation, her shoes were glass slipper style, though the material reflected rainbows, with silver sparkly butterflies on the toes. Everything was snowflakes, snowflakes, snowflakes, as Elsa's powers were a very important part of her. They made her into the person she was that very moment; not just as the one to take over from Khione; in several ways.

Her earrings were silver snowflakes with tiny diamonds, with large white pearls in the center. Her necklace was a silver snowflake with diamonds, and swirls of metal. (But of course Elsa wore her rings; Nico's angel wings ring, and her engagement ring with the heart pointing towards herself.)

Elsa's eyeshadow was magenta, black, and silver. Her eyes were outlined in black. The apple of her eyelid was mainly silver, in a triangular black-tipped cats-eye fashion. That was outlined in magenta. Her lips were painted red; her cheeks pink. Her hair was put into a fancy and intricate braid updo with a lock of her hair hanging down by her face. Elsa's old diadem was placed on her head. It would be replaced with her new crown during the ceremony. Elsa had not seen it yet, but she knew she would love it. It had been set aside—since the prophecy from the ancient times—just for her.

"You're ready, my sweet." Aphrodite informed the birthday girl. Elsa smiled at her reflection. She looked amazing, and no one could ever tell her otherwise.

As Elsa walked through the throne room of Olympus for the third time; a red carpet as her aisle, she worked the room like it was her catwalk. She walked past her loved ones and friends. Nico gave her a wide grin, making her smile wider.

She knelt at the steps where Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades stood. A nymph held the new crown. It was more like a conventional crown, but made with many diamonds. The shapes in the crown were snowflakes, though they could have passed for flowers.

"Elsa, demigoddess, queen of the ice and snow." Zeus began, motioning her to stand. "Daughter of Khione and Agdar of Arendelle. The prophecy of the ancient times speaks of a demigoddess daughter of Khione, born to defeat the goddess, and if she survives, shall be rewarded her rightful place as goddess of the ice and snow. You, Elsa, have fulfilled the prophecy. Therefore you have earned the right to be goddess. Do you accept eternal life and responsibility that this brings?"

"I do." She said evenly.

"Do you promise to follow the guidelines by which the rest of us gods live by?"

"I do."

"Do you vow to do your duty as goddess for eternity?"

"I vow."

Elsa knelt again, and the crown was placed on her head. It was heavy, and she could feel the power in it. The power she was born to hold. She stood, feeling it going from her head, through her heart, to her fingertips, and to her feet. She closed her eyes, feeling stronger. She opened her eyes as everyone was blinded with a bright light. Elsa could feel herself everywhere at once. She was below the earth's equator, snowing on southern America. She was at the North Pole, and the south, causing a blizzard. She was where her powers lay at work. Then the bright light died down. Her hands tingled with the feeling of goddess level powers behind them.

"Queen Elsa, Goddess of Ice and Snow." Zeus announced. The room filled with applause as Elsa turned around to face the people in the room, a giant smile on her face.

As soon as the ceremony was over, and they went to the after party, Elsa found her brother and girlfriend, and immediately began making out with her fiancée. The two detached, giggling and grinning. Elsa had expressed her excitement to be in the place she was meant to be in. The place that she had been born to achieve.

Elsa took her lover into her arms; dancing together to what sounded like "What Dreams Are Made Of" by Hilary Duff. This was her exhale of her life. Finally, she could breathe again. If everything went right, she might be happy for eternity. With this thought in mind, drunk on the prospect of this sort of bliss; Elsa kissed Calypso again and again. She'd begun to envision her wedding to the woman in her arms. She'd make Calypso her queen (or princess-consort, if she wanted to be 100% correct with the title, but to be honest, Elsa didn't care). She was so relieved, and finally; she felt free.

A/N: So like... IDK how it's supposed to feel to become a god, but apparently their consciousnesses are spread around the world? Anyway, I just guessed on that part.

I updated the Polyvore so go ahead and check that out. Also feedback would be nice.