Elsa's POV.

I looked out the window with a sad smile on my face as Anna's voice floated through the door. She's as stubborn as I am, I thought. She has to give up eventually. I sighed. It's been two years since the accident. It still came with a wave of guilt everytime I thought of the event. I stood up from my corner of the room and walked over to my window, my footsteps echoing slightly from the enormous room. My room has a morbid, somber atmosphere that always seems to be my mood. As I looked out my window, I saw people bustling about. I'm terrified of ruling the small kingdom one day. My fingers skimmed the surface of the glass and saw frost creeping along the window faster than last time. I glanced at it, then turned my head towards the window again.

Wait. That was faster than yesterday. I froze. Faster and farther, I realized. I slowly turned my head completely towards the frost.

"No. No. No. NO!" I yelled backing away in horror. Snow and ice shot out of my fingertips. That means they're getting stronger! They can't be! They'll find out! The village will throw me out! They'll banish me and- and kill me! They'll think I'm a witch! I started panicking. My breaths were short and out of breath as if I was running a race. A race against my self, I thought bitterly.

I heard a knock on my door as I tried to slow my breathing. The maid with my food. I rushed forward and opened the door a crack, just enough to see her face. She was a small woman with blue eyes and dark brown hair tucked in a bun. She had a small rounded face with a slight flush to her cheeks from the cold coming from my room. She looked up startled to see my door open at all.

"Call- my father- and mother." I gasped out. "Hurry- please." She quickly nodded and scurried towards my parents' bedroom chambers. I closed the door and dropped to my knees. I needed to calm down.

"Everything's fine." I whispered to myself. "The people won't find out and discover your powers and- and find out your a monster." No matter how hard I tried though, I couldn't calm down. I heard a cackle of evil laugh and my fear just increased. Maybe I'm going crazy and hearing voices, I don't know what but It was definitely not helping my situation.

Soon I heard an urgent knock and my parents' voice.

"Elsa, let us in!"

I rushed over and opened the door. They rushed in and my Mother's blue eyes were clouded with worry as she rushed towards me. I didn't want her near me. I didn't want to hurt her but I couldn't concentrate and needed her warm hugs again.

She enveloped me in her arms stroking my hair and whispered comforting words in my ear as she tried to calm me down. Slowly I began to relax again, though I was still shaking. The door opened again and I tensed up thinking it was Anna but relaxed again when I saw it was my father. He must've left while I was having my anxiety attack.

He closed the door gently behind him and helped me out of my Mother's arms. I took a shaky breath and wiped my tears. It was silent for a few minutes.

"It's getting stronger." I whispered, my head hanging down to face the floor instead of their worried faces.

It was silent. I realized I was still in my mother's comforting arms. I reluctantly slipped out of her arms and stayed the furthest away as I could from my parents. My mother gave me a sad smile and sighed as she stood up and walked over to my father.

'Elsa-" my father started as he took a step forward.

"No! Don't! I don't want to hurt you!" I yelled, my voice cracking. I took a few steps back. "Please," desperation filling my voice. My mother took my father's hand and shook her head slightly as he turned his head towards her.

"Come here," he said softly. Hesistantly, I stepped forward.

"Hold out your hands," he said softly and gently as ever. I lifted my trembling hands towards him slowly. He reached in his pocket and took out a pair of evergreen gloves with purple designs on them. I looked up at him confused.

"The gloves will help," he said reassuringly and slipped them on my hands. I looked at the gloves, still unsure but as I looked up at my parents, determination swept over me. As if sensing it, my father spoke. "Remember, conceal-"

"Don't feel." I replied determined. He straightened up and smiled slightly. He nodded. My mother looked at me with sorrow and love. I knew she wanted to hug me and hold me again but I couldn't find my voice to tell her how much I wish I could. How much I wish I never had this curse and to take it all back just to hug them again without the possiblilty or risk of hurting them. I think she could tell just from my stare and silence because she smiled sadly and murmmered an 'I love you.'

"I love you both." I said softly as I held on tight to my elbows to resist throwing my arms around them. They stayed for a few minutes and then silently they slowly turned for the door. They gave me one last sad look and shut the door solftly.

I dried the last of my tears that had slipped out and picked up my tray of food from the side of my door. Scrambled eggs with toast, a small bowl of soup, and a glass of orange juice. The soup was cold from my room and hands but I ate it anyways. I left the tray outside my door but not before making sure Anna wasn't outside in the corridors. I rang a little bell inside my room that somehow let the maids down in the kitchen know I needed something. Only one maid came up consistantly every time I needed something. Her name is Mary and she and I have talked before. She comes in every other day to fix up my room. Soon enough I heard a knock at my door.

I opened the door halfway. Her round wire glasses framed a pair of twinkling green eyes that had crows' feet at the edge. 'Laughing lines' she once told me. She always had a natural smile on her face and is one of my kindest and open minded maids we have. She was especially chosen to be one of my maids because she wasn't scared of my powers at all. I was always thankful for that.

"What do you need, my dear?" she asked kindly.

"Can you find me some books from the castle's library?" I asked shyly.

"What kind of books? There's quite a few areas of books, dear." she chuckled. I giggled.

"My apologies. Um. Surprise me?" I asked thinking. "I'm not quite sure what genre I want." I confessed sheepishly. She chuckles again.

"It's alright, dear. It happens but I'll try my best."

"Thank you, Mary." I smiled gratefully.

"It's nothing, Princess Elsa."

"Mary," I said sternly. I had told her to stop calling me that and just call me Elsa. No title. She waved her hand at me offhandly.

"Oh I know, I know. I'm just teasing you." she said smiling. I shook my head at her, my own smile on my face, too.

"Thank you. Mary." I said again. She smiled at me and walked down the hallway to get the books for me.

I sighed and closed the door. I went to my window again, avoiding the frost as much as possible and watched the people below bustling around the streets.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I jumped when I heard light knocking and Mary's soft voice float through the door. I opened the door and held on to the many books she passed to me while giving me a slight summary on the books. I thanked her and closed the door. I walked to my bed and dumped the books on my bed. I sighed as I caught sight of my desk that was littered with books I have read and reread. I need to have them returned to the library soon, I thought. But not now. I smiled to mysef and laid down on my bed preparing for another day of reading. Lunch passed with me still reading my book as I walked up to the door, brought the tray of my lunch inside my room, placed it on the table, balancing it on one hand, and ate absentmindly, never putting the book down. Same with dinner. Soon enough it, dark had fallen leaving me to read on the balcony, that was on the other side of my room, surrounded by my books, reading by the lamp and the moonlight.

I went out to the balcony sometimes during the night during the full moon. No I am not part werewolf. That would've been too much to handle for me and my parents. I go out there during the full moon because during tht time the moon shines the brightest on everything and it sort of gives the dead of night a special feel and look to it. I feel calmer during those nights. Whether it's summer or winter, it's beautiful either way.

It wasn't a full moon though. It was half way towards darkness. While I was reading the Tales of Flynnigan Rider I felt a cold breeze sweep past me. No this wasn't a chilly breeze I was accustomed to during the night I usally didn't even feel. It was a cold breeze of fear.

I straightened my back. My neck tingled as if someone or something was watching me. I kept my composure and tried to even out my breathing. Do not show it.

I calmly gathered my books and my little lamp and headed inside my room. I stacked my books neatly on my desk and closed my balcony doors tightly and shut the curtains over them as well. I made sure I locked my windows and doors before climbing into my warm bed. Throughout the entire ordeal, I kept my composure but my heart was beating a mile a minute and still is. I had changed into my most comfortable night gown before I started reading so they brought me some comfort. I reached out on my bed to look for my stuffed Anna doll I had the royal tailors make when I first started my own imprisonment because I had grown lonely and not used to Anna's absense. I squeezed the doll to my chest and tried to keep myself calm.

Soon I gave in to sleep but not before hearing an amused chuckle and a cold, silky voice that said something that only made me clutch the doll and blankets closer to me.

"Oh I'll enjoy this one for a long time."

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A's/N: Long story short: techincal problems. Sorry for the long wait. If you stuck around this long and still have this in your library then..... Thank you so much it means a lot. Hopefully, this chapter makes up for it. I know it's kind of a morbid chapter (be warned there will be a few more of these) but it's because it was when Elsa was away from everyone and was terrified of hurting someone she cares about so she's really cautious. They'll get lighter soon with Jack Frost coming in to the picture, though. Hope I did okay on portraying Elsa, Anna, and Pitch so far....

Next chapter shall be in Jack's POV and hopefully I'll portray his character well.

I Do NOT own any of these characters besides the maid and Mary.

Until next time my snowflakes! (Btw what should your name be? I only said snowflakes becuase of the theme obviously but what do you want me to call you guys? Honestly.)

-swirling_sweets