Frozen Together

Chapter One - Meeting

         Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl born in the same winter. The girl was born a royal, a princess, with snowy hair and icy blue eyes. The boy had no title. He was a commoner with sandy blond hair and eyes the color of a reindeer's fur. Born in such different worlds, it seemed they would never meet, but their paths would cross one summer night years later.

         On a calm night in the small kingdom of Arendelle, all was quiet except for the echo of hooves and the wheels of loaded wagons as they clacked and buckled on the cobblestone streets. Exhausted from their day of work and their night of travel, the ice workers were eager to store their haul and head home to their beds. They got to work emptying the wagons and placing the blocks of ice into storage to be sold at market the following morning.

         Among them, with their own small load of ice, was a small boy and his reindeer. This wasn't their first time being out late. It was often impossible to keep them inside the orphanage. Tonight was no exception.

         Kristoff and Sven had dreamed of joining the ice harvesters for years. They watched excitedly as the others shuffled about carrying a block of the frozen substance over their shoulders. Kristoff quickly grabbed a pair of tongs from the pile of tools and clutched his harvest in them before trying to lift it over his shoulder. Sven, the young fawn, gave him a starting nudge as the boy slipped.

"Thanks, Sven." Kristoff said with a grunt as he carried their heavy haul.

         With a thud, the block slipped from the tongs and fell before him. The boy and fawn frowned thinking they would never get it to storage before it melted. Suddenly something flashed behind them. A light of brilliant blue reflected in the ice and disappeared. The two turned curiously, but the only light was the surrounding lanterns and the waves of the Northern Lights above them.

         Nothing resembled the vision they had seen. Moments later, there was another great flash. It shot into the sky above from within the castle courtyard. Kristoff walked carefully closer as his friend followed. Soon they were before the massive gates that surrounded the great structure. Again the sky was illuminated with the glorious light.

         Sounds of laughter escaped through the open doors as the boy and reindeer peered inside. Dashing about eagerly, was a small girl with hair that seemed almost white. She skidded to a stop before gazing around and stomping her foot. From underneath her shoe, a layer of ice, pure as crystal, stretched across the courtyard.

"Ice?" Kristoff gasped in amazement. Sven rushed past him and through the doors before he could be stopped. "Sven! Sven, come back!" The fawn ran out onto the ice and slid to ground. Startled, the girl turned to see him. Slowly the boy walked out onto the ice and stared, befuddled, at the girl who had created it.

"How did you do that?"

"Do what? Who are you?" The girl replied fearfully.

"Make the ice. It's amazing!"

"No. No one is supposed to know!" she said turning to go and holding her hands against her chest.

"Wait!" Kristoff called reaching after her, "I won't tell! Please! Ice is my life!"

"Who are you?" she asked again looking back at him.

"I'm Kristoff and this is Sven. How can you make ice? I promise I won't tell anyone."

"I can make ice with my powers."

"You have magic?"

"Ice magic."

         The girl lifted her hands as the water gushing from the fountains froze into a formation of ice. The ice sparkled many different colors as the Northern Lights reflected across them. Kristoff gaped at the glistening fountains as they seemed to light the courtyard around them.