Kristoff could never beat the sunrise in the summer. They weren't that far north, but if he slept at all during the night, he would miss the sunrise. He brought the ice into the castle kitchen, not sure whether or not he wanted to be finished before anyone else showed up.
He didn't know what the news would be, but at sunset the night before he had heard the excited commotion that the Queen was in labor. He had tried his best to keep busy, looking no more interested than anyone else. After all, she told him she wasn't certain.