The FROZEN Era

Prologue

As dawn covers the kingdom of Arendelle, the ice harvesters are hard at work, collecting their ice in the mountains. They cut through the ice with their strong tools and load the big blocks onto their sleds. A bell chimes, signaling the workers that it's time of a break. The lit up lanterns and huddle up with their cups of Joe to stay warm. They chattering away, telling each other how their day has been and other crazy stories.

"Has anyone seen Frank?" one ice harvester asks.

"No. Is he sick?"

"Frank would let us know if he's sick. That's what you're supposed to do anyway."

"Sorry I'm late!" Everyone turns around to see their fellow worker, Frank, making his way to the circle.

"Frank! Where've you been, bub?"

"I had a rough night and I overslept," Frank explains.

"What kept you up?" another worker asks.

Frank lets out a big yawn. "I don't know, I had a nightmare or something like that. It was something so horrifying that I couldn't see all night."

All the workers in the circle let out a little chuckle. Just then, an kooky looking old man, who looks like he's been in the ice business for a while, joins in the conservation. "What's with all the laughing, gentlemen?"

"Frank was late for work because he had a nightmare," one worker teases.

"Oh, really? He. He. He. Looks like she came in for a visit, huh?"

"Who's she?" Frank asks the old man.

"The one that gave you that nightmare. She's a crafty one. Seen her with my own eyes when I was a young lad like you."

"Wait, I'm confused."

"Let me get my cup of Joe and I'll tell you the story." The old man grabs a cup of Joe and takes a sit on a crate. He takes a sip of his hot beverage before telling the story.

"There was once a creature, a woman named Greta. In daylight, her magnificent beauty attracted many eyes, but at night, she was an evil witch. She would use her magic to frighten villagers and children at night. One day, she created a magic mirror that showed only the ugly and evil of one's reflection. Every night, Gerta would go through many homes, terrorizing people in their sleep. She would use her new mirror to give them horrifying nightmares, which would please her so. Though it's just a folk's tale, I believe it to be true."

"So you said that you've see her?"

"The nightmare I had was so bad that it left me sleepless for weeks. The worst part is that I can still that wicked laugher of hers every night."

"But it could have been something else. It was probably just a bad dream. Come on, guys. You don't believe in this non sense, right?"

Everyone gives each other a look, but they don't answer.

"The real question is . . . Do you believe?"

Early the next morning, the princess of Arendelle is wide awake and is in the castle's library.

"No. No. No!"

Anna tosses a book aside and flips through another book, only to reject it as well. She is going through piles and piles of books; there's even a big pile right behind her. Her husband, Kristoff, is in the library with her. They've been married for almost a year and soon, they'll be parents! Anna is seven months pregnant; the swollen abdomen clearly proofs it. She is sitting at a chair with a table full of books. Kristoff is going through the shelves.

"Find anything?" Anna asks her husband.

Kristoff pulls out a book, cause a couple to fall on his head. "Ow! No."

"Great. We're never going to find it."

"What are we looking for again?"

"The Baby Name Book," Anna answers, "I remember Elsa having it but I don't know where she put it."

"She's on bed rest. I doubt she's been in here lately."

"It still doesn't hurt to check."

Elsa was the first sister to get pregnant. She and her husband, Roland (Captain of the Royal Guard) surprised the couple late Christmas Eve and from that point on, Anna and Kristoff tried to get pregnant. Two months later, their wish came true.

Kristoff continues the search for the book. "Okay. It's not in Fiction section or the Geography section"

"Did you check the Non-Fiction section?"

"Twice."

Anna groans in defeat, but then she accepts it. "You know what? I don't need a book to name our child. I can do it myself."

"Could have mentioned that two hours ago," Kristoff drops the books in his hands and goes over to sit on a stool next to Anna, who is thinking. "Any ideas?"

"Nope. I'm thinking," Anna sits back in her chair. "Let's see. We need both a boy's name and a girl's name. What would you want to call a boy?"

"K.J., short for Kristoff Jr."

"Kristoff!" Anna nudges him playfully.

"I'm just joking, Anna," He kisses her on the cheek.

"Let's move on to a girl's name. I think it might be easier. There's Marie, Beth, Caroline . . ."

As Anna continues to think of names, a maid comes bursting through the library doors. "Princess Anna!"

"Anna would be prefect!" Anna sits up in her seat all excited, but then she realizes something. "Wait. That's my name."

"Your highness, It's Queen Elsa!"

"Elsa is my sister's name. I don't want there to be two Elsa's. Yeesh!" Anna then sees the maid by the door; she is huffing and puffing. "Oh, morning! Can I help you?"

"The queen has gone into labor!" the old woman explains, trying to catch her breath. "She's starting to have contractions."

The day goes by slowly passes and night finally comes. The father-clock reads 11:47 p.m. The castle is quiet, but the silent is broken with the cry of a newborn baby.

TO BE CONTINUED . . .