A touch of Frost | Jack Frost x Elsa

❅ light in the mountains ❅

The night was cold, but that was all Jack Frost had known since he had awakened from the depths of the frozen lake. The biting chill of winter was his constant companion, wrapping around him like a familiar cloak. It had been several weeks since the Guardians had contacted him. Part of him wondered what was causing the delay, but he figured that, after their victory over Pitch, their gatherings would naturally become less frequent. He didn't mind, of course. They were his friends, but after over 300 years of solitude, he had grown accustomed to the loneliness.

Jack hadn't seen Jamie in a while, and he found himself wondering what the boy was up to. Maybe he should pay him a visit now that he had some time to spare. Grasping his staff, Jack gave it a swift, practiced twirl, propelling himself into the air with a surge of icy wind. The cold air enveloped him, a comforting embrace that was as familiar to him as a hug would be to others. To most, the weather at this altitude would be unbearable, but for Jack, it was invigorating. He let out a whoop of joy, "WOOOHOOO!!" as the moon seemed to draw closer, its pale light bathing him in a soft glow.

The Man in the Moon. Jack's lips curved into a smile at the sight, a silent greeting to the celestial guardian who had been his guide. But as he turned his gaze back to the earth below, something unusual caught his eye—a bright light shining from somewhere in the distance. He halted mid-flight, curiosity piqued, and swiftly redirected his course toward the source of the light.

The illumination appeared to be emanating from a cluster of snowy mountains the closer he got, casting an ethereal glow over the area. The placement of the light was strange—not from any building or structure but seemingly from above the peak. 'Let's just focus on finding where that light is coming from.' he thought, as he trudged toward the glow. The ground beneath him was blanketed with soft snow, comforting his toes as they sank in. The chill taking no effect.

As he stepped closer, the terrain grew steeper. His feet crunched through the snow unfazed. The higher he went, the more intense the glow became, until he reached a narrow ledge that stuck out from the mountainside. When Jack stepped closer the source of the light revealed itself. It wasn't a building or a fire—it was something far more mysterious. A shimmering portal, swirling with soft, bluish light, hovered just beyond the cliff's edge, as if it had always belonged there. The air around it hummed with energy, the glow casting long shadows across the snow. For a moment, everything was still, the vast, empty valley below him seeming to hold its breath.

It very distinctly reminded Jack of North's own portals —but this one was different. Jack squinted at the hazy image beyond it, unable to make out what was on the other side. "Well, this is new..." he muttered with a grin. His heart raced, not from fear but from pure excitement. He had no clue what was waiting for him, but that only made it better.

"Guess there's only one way to find out!" Jack laughed, his adrenaline kicking in. Without a second thought, he leaped into the portal, the thrill of the unknown pushing him forward. Whatever was on the other side, he was ready to face it head-on.

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Jack landed with a thud, a groan escaping his lips as he found himself sprawled in the snow. He looked up, blinking in surprise as he realized he was in a castle courtyard. The once darkened sky was now replaced by the light of day. Quickly, Jack stood on his feet and shook the snow off himself.

Suddenly, he heard something from behind. He spun around, instinctively raising his staff in a defensive stance.

"Drop your weapon!" a voice commanded. Jack turned to see a guard, who, upon closer inspection, seemed baffled by the sight of Jack and his staff. "How would that even be considered a weapon?" the guard muttered under his breath. "Don't you dare move! Who are you, and what are you doing in the Royal Courtyard?" he shouted, his voice laced with authority.

Jack stood still, realizing the gravity of the situation. "Look, I don't mean any harm! You need to believe in me!" he pleaded, though he knew how crazy and unbelievable his words must sound.

"Bluffing won't save you!" the guard retorted. "You're going to be imprisoned and questioned. You'd be lucky not to get executed."

As the guard advanced, Jack acted swiftly, waving his staff to freeze the guard's feet and hands, rendering him immobile. "Sorry!" Jack called over his shoulder as he dashed toward the castle's interior, hoping to avoid any further confrontations. He knew he had to move quickly before backup was alarmed.

He sprinted down the castle hallways, his footsteps pounding against the wooden floors, echoing through the grand empty corridors. Suddenly he could hear the guards' footsteps growing closer.

"GET HIM!" yelled the captain his voice echoing through the halls.

Jack spun around, raising his staff once more to create a massive ice barrier between himself and his pursuers. The thick wall of ice blocked the corridor, effectively cutting off the guards' path. A triumphant smirk spread across Jack's face as he turned and continued down the hall, his pace quickening.

As he moved further, he spotted a doorway that was significantly larger than the others. Curiosity piqued, he cautiously approached and gently pushed the door open, revealing an empty ballroom. The room was breathtaking, every detail meticulously crafted, from the elegant patterns on the walls down to the marble patterns on the floor. The only thing missing was people.

Jack grinned, an idea forming in his mind. With a wave of his staff, he conjured an array of ice figures, each dressed in fancy clothing, dancing gracefully with one another. The ballroom, once lifeless, was now brimming with energy and elegance. Jack couldn't help but smile at his creation, satisfied with the illusion of life he had brought to the room.

But as he turned to leave, he unexpectedly saw something in the corner of his eye—or rather someone..