Prologue

Quiet. That was the only word to describe things these days in the Royal Palace of Arendelle. At least, that was how it would sound to two particular little girls who lived there. For nearly as long as they could remember; hardly any sound of fun, joy, or the typical happiness that was associated with children of this age was present in this large, nearly lifeless house.

That's not to say that it had always been this way, of course. Once upon a time, years ago, this now-practically desolate palace had once been the 'talk of the town,' so to speak. Parties, get-togethers, social functions; all of these at one time had been a regular fixture of the Royal Palace. In her early years, the eldest girl can remember a plethora of guests streaming through the palace gates. Wonderful memories, these were, especially the few times that her mother and father allowed her to stay up late and take part in the festivities. Birthday celebrations were the greatest. All of the wonderful treats and treasures that a child could want were here. Especially chocolate cake, she loved anything with chocolate in it.

This particular girl spoken of was no ordinary girl. No…not ordinary in any way whatsoever. This girl's name was Elsa, and she was the Crown Princess of Arendelle, set to take over the throne when her time came. However, that wasn't the only thing that made her stand out from others her age. You see, Elsa was born with a gift or a curse, depending on how you look at it. Some might have gone so far as to call her a 'Snow Princess,' and Elsa would not have blamed them for coming up with said title. Because Elsa harbored powers. Powers to create ice and snow out of thin air! Powers of which were not known to many and had the potential to cause catastrophic consequences, if used for the wrong purposes.

"Like that one night…" Elsa mused.

The night Elsa thought of was the night she came to realize what her powers could cause. The night that changed her relationship with her family completely. On this particular night approximately three years prior to the when our story begins, an eight year-old Elsa lay sleeping in her large, comfortable blue bed in the room she used to share with her then-five year-old sister Anna. The two were the closest siblings anyone ever saw, practically joined at the hip. If it weren't for the obvious difference in age, one might have assumed that these two could possibly be twins!

On that particular night, Anna had decided that sleep was below her. Being the five year-old that she was, the first thing she decided to do was wake her big sister up to join in the fun. Elsa attempted to get her little sister to go back to sleep, but to no avail. Eventually, the thought of building a snowman in the middle of their palace became too much for Elsa to remain in her bed, and soon the two little girls were stampeding down the stairs to create an indoor snow playground. The two laughed and played to their little hearts' content, oblivious to the huge accident that was about to occur. Anna wanted her big sister to create a series of snow mountains for her to jump between, and Elsa readily agreed to this plan. However, Anna was too fast for her own good! Elsa was unable to keep up with Anna's speed and repeatedly warned her to slow down, but Anna wasn't heeding any of it. Seeing that Anna was going to fall and hurt herself, Elsa in a moment of panic shot an ice beam at her little sister that froze Anna's head, causing Anna to go out cold.

After frantically calling for her mother and father, the four raced off in the dark of the night to get Anna the proper attention she desperately needed. The family rode to the Valley of the Living Rock, the only place that had those who could help the youngest girl: Trolls. The Troll King not only healed Anna, but also removed all of her memories of Elsa's powers, leaving only the memories of the fun she had with her older sister. The Troll King went on to explain the magnitude of Elsa's powers, that they would only grow with her and that she must learn to control them before it was too late.

Her parent's solution to the problem was to simply lock her away in her room, close the palace to all outsiders, and wait for her to learn to finally gain control over her supernatural powers. But it seemed that as time went on, her powers became even more powerful and more difficult to control, as the Troll King predicted. Elsa was no closer to figuring out how to manage her powers than she was the day this all came about. The day she realized that she was all alone. The day she all but lost her best friend. Her beloved sister.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" came a voice from outside Elsa's room.

Elsa was shaken from her thoughts by a knock at her door. A knock that was all too familiar to her and one she so desperately wished she could answer. A knock on the door from Anna, which asked her the very question that changed her life long ago. How she wished she could simply fling open the door, give her little sister a big hug, apologize for being the worst big sister ever, and help Anna build a snowman. Alas, that was not to happen, not anytime soon. She could not live with herself if she caused something worse to happen to her sister.

"Go away, Anna!"

"Okay, bye…"

How truly painful it was to say those three words, her little sister's reaction making her feel ten thousand times worse. Elsa just wanted to cry every time she heard the dejected tone in her sister's voice. Curse these damn powers! If only there was a way for her to figure out how to gain some sort of control over it…

'TAP, TAP, TAP'

A sudden tapping on the window once again brought Elsa out of her thoughts. Looking out the window to the snowy kingdom outside, Elsa saw something that truly startled her. The tapping on the window was coming from an owl, and it was looking straight at her as if it wanted her to open the window! Her curiosity getting the better of her, Elsa cautiously opened her bedroom window to allow the brown tawny owl inside. Shaking its feathers of any snow and ice, the owl landed on Elsa's outstretched arm and stuck its leg out, which caused Elsa to notice something else. The owl was carrying a letter! Quickly untying the envelope, Elsa carefully examined the exterior. The envelope was made of a thick, yellowish parchment with green ink bearing the words:

Princess Elsa Arendelle

The Second-Largest Bedroom

Royal Arendelle Palace

Kingdom of Arendelle