Heart of Ice (Jelsa)

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Chapter 1

"You're a monster!" Anna shrieks, eyes widened in fear as she gazes at me. The white streak in her hair has grown more so that nearly all of her hair is white. I step forward, arm outstretched to assure I'm not a monster. I'm just... Well, I am just me. I'm her sister. I would never harm her.

Anna quickly steps back, pushing herself against the door, her chest rising and falling as she breathes rapidly in fear. There's a sudden ache in my chest. "Stay back!" she demands. "You freak."

"Please, Anna. I love you. I would never-" I begin.

"I don't love you! Who could love a monster like you?" she snarls, her hand gripping the handle door. "You're nothing but a horrible monster. You're the reason I'm dying. You witch!"

With that, Anna twists the handle and runs out into the hall, leaving me alone in my room.

Everything shifts; the world around me becomes a blur. When it comes back into focus, Anna is standing before me, her eyes wide in terror. But her whole body is frozen. Literally frozen. I can see the cold rise off of her.

"Anna," I moan. "No. No, my Anna. What have I done?" Tears streams down my face while my hand caresses her beautiful frozen face. "I love you. I'm so sorry..." I choke on my sobs.

"I'm a monster. No one can love a monster. You are right. I'm sorry, Anna. I'm so sorry."

...

I wake up, panting.

I look around my room in shock. It was a dream. Nothing more. It was just a dream, again.

My room certainly has got the effects of my nightmare. Snow falls down around me, my window coated over in ice. I look to my door to see it frozen shut. Of course.

I think of Anna and feel suddenly warm inside. The frost, ice and snow that had formed in my room begins to melt. I sigh, leaning back against my headboard. How many more nightmares do I have to face? Anna doesn't think I'm a monster. She loves me. As I, her. My heart thuds against my chest, and I still feel an ache inside of me.

The nightmares have become more frequent; almost every night I face them now. It's growing tiresome. Yet it always has the same effect on me. After waking up I feel lonesome. It has been two years since I last isolated myself from the world, and more importantly, from Anna. I vowed I will never, ever do that again, no matter what.

I sigh, throwing my feet over the side of my bed. I press them to the ground, frowning. Anna tells me that she hates her feet hitting the floor in the morning. She says it makes her feel cold. I've never experienced being cold. What's it like, I wonder? Anna claims it's an interesting experience seeing as she has been completely frozen.

I cringe at the memory. That was my fault. I had hurt her.

I push the memory away. It wasn't on purpose- I would never do that to Anna on purpose. However, I can't help fearing that I might just hurt her again someday.

I walk to the window and throw back the curtains allowing light to enter my room. My eyes widen at the sight before me. I grin. Arendelle is completely covered in snow. Although I have the power to create it, I wasn't one to mess with the seasons. That was natures job.

I run to the door, excited by my discovery, swinging it open to be greeted by Anna. She has her hand raised as though she was just about to knock on my door. She smiles, eyes sparkling in excitement.

"Elsa," she says, "do you want to build a snowman?"

I smile.

Together, the two of us run down to the court, where snow is filling up in the fountain, and snow still continues to fall around us. The snow crunches under my bare feet as I run out, closely followed by Anna who is covered in warm clothes.

"Ready?" I ask Anna.

"What-? No!"

Too late. I stomp my feet down on the ground, and immediately the snow beneath my feet begins to thin, eventually forming ice. The ice travelles through the whole court, even up through the fountain causing it to become a huge ice feature in the middle of the court.

Anna giggles as she tries to regain her balance on the ice beneath her feet. I aim my hands at her feet, and ice skates formed. "I've gotten better!" she boasts. I laughed, as only seconds after announcing this, she stumbled. She looks up, cheeks pink. "I didn't say I was good, though." She gives me a sheepish smile and I chuckle.

"I have to say, you haven't fallen yet, so that's progress-"

"Queen Elsa," comes a male voice. I look up at the steps of the castle to where one of the servants is standing. My smile fades, and I stand a little straighter. "You need to arrange to final plans for this evenings ball. It is the winter solstice, after all. It's tradition to host the ball-"

"Eugene," Anna interrupts him. "We've only allowed the gates to be opened for the last two years-"

"Anna," I snap. "Don't speak to him like that." She frowns at me, arms wriggling as she struggles to keep her balance. I look to the ground, feeling like a ton of weight has just been dropped onto my shoulders. I think of Anna laughing and smiling, and immediately get that warm feeling inside of my stomach. The ice melts, and is replaced with snow which is now falling heavier to the ground. "I will be with you in a moment, Eugene."

Eugene bows to me and gives a halfhearted nod to Anna. He doesn't exactly have much patience for my sister. He turns on his heel and marches back into the castle.

Anna looks somewhat mad. I force a smile. "Queen duties await," I say mockingly. She pouts, crossing her arms over her thin frame. I smile and walk over to her. "Find Olaf. I'm sure he's around somewhere. I'll try be quick-"

"Don't," she grumbles. "They'll keep you in there all day." She looks up, seemingly troubled. "It's like when you shut me out all over again. I barely ever see you. And whenever I usually do, you're too stressed to talk to me." She looks at me as though she suddenly has an amazing idea. "Why don't you take a break? I can handle the castle and the duties too. Go back to your ice castle for a week and enjoy yourself!"

"Anna," I say softly. "As much as I'd love to leave behind my duties and have fun, you know I can't do that. I knew it when I accepted the role as queen. Go, have fun. And tell Kristoff to wear something nice for the ball."

At the sound of his name, Anna's green eyes shine brightly. I smile. She's so in love with him it's cute. I wonder will I ever find something like she has with him...

I shake my head, and walk up to the castle. No. I know deep down I won't. I'm too private and reserved. I will never be able to share my life with anyone other than Anna. I can barely handle Kristoff, although I do approve of him for Anna.

"Ma'am-" Eugene says as soon as I'm inside the castle.

"Give me a while, Eugene. I'm going to change out of my nightgown first."

He bows his head. "Of course, m'lady."

I head upstairs, feeling my shoulders sag. Two years on the throne has really worn me out. I rub my eyes, feeling as though I could sleep for another hour or two. But of course, I have duties that need to be attended to.

I walk into my room, and change into my blue dress. Blue has become a symbol for me. I feel lighter whilst wearing my dress, as odd as it sounds. It also reminds me of when I finally allowed to let myself go and be free. It's highly important to me, or as important as colours can be in this world.

Humming, I open the doors to the balcony and I'm greeted by the fresh air. I look down upon Arendelle; the city glistens and sparkles from the blanket of snow on it.

"You know, I made that happen. You can thank me whenever you decide to believe in me," a male voice says from beside me. I whip around and scream in surprise. The boy too, turns his face to me in surprise and yelps. He jumps back off of the railing he's sitting on, and out into the open air.

"What the- you... You're not falling. How-?" I can't manage to string a sentence together I'm in so much shock.

The boy seems at a loss for words until an uncomfortable silence falls between us. My hands are stretched out in front of me and are shaking uncontrollably. He holds a staff tightly in his hands, which is frosted in the middle and curves at the top.

He's wearing a blue jumper and has crystal blue eyes. He doesn't wear any shoes and has on tattered brown pants that comes only down to his shins. The oddest part is his white hair. I've never met anyone else with white hair. I've never met anyone who looks like him, to be honest.

"You... You can see me?" His voice is barely over a whisper. His blue eyes sparkle as he stares at me. My mouth's slightly parted, part of me still wanting to point out that he's flying. He's floating in thin air! I nod my head slowly, feeling confused. "And you can hear me!" He whistles. "This is unbelievable! No one has ever believed in me yet! Amazing!"

He flies towards me, and perches himself on the railing of the balcony, staring at me in amazement.

"Who are you?" I finally manage.

"Jack Frost, m'lady." He grins at me, but all I can do is simply just stare at him with no expression on my face. "You know, creator of snow." He gestures to the snow falling around him. I still say nothing, which makes him frown. "Do you have a name?" he asks me.

I swallow, blinking in shock. "I'm Elsa, Queen of Arendelle."
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