The Frozen Guardian (A Crossover Fan Fiction)

Sixteenth Birthday

I was walking back to the castle now. Some of the people were walking back to their homes from the Snow Day Celebration. They were going back home to prepare for the ball in honor of my birthday which was in two hours.

Hiding didn’t matter now. People already saw me and started greeting me, congratulating me. I smiled and said thank you, but that didn’t really make things any easier.

It’s been a tiring day. A lot of things has happened and the day’s not over yet.

“Princess Mia!” Heather’s voice cut through my thoughts. I was so deep in thought that I didn’t notice I was already nearing the gates of the palace.

I saw her running towards me. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her. Chills went down my spine.

I remember this scene. It happened before, not in the same exact way, but the feeling was familiar.

That day when I first run away, the day when I found the Ice Palace, the day when I started to keep my long-time secret.

“Come! Come, you need to get ready!” she isn’t surprised that she’d find me going into the castle. I guess they found out I snuck out. I have been out that long. I can see the sky turning into a beautiful purple. The snow already stopped falling but mounds of snow were already settled on the ground.

I look back towards the houses behind me, wondering what Jack’s doing right now. Soon enough we were already inside the castle. We went to my room and they prepped me up. I sat on a stool in front of a mirror while they brushed my hair.

Even as a little girl, I wasn’t too fond of looking at myself in the mirror. It’s not because I didn’t mind my looks. Actually, it’s the total opposite. I’ve already mentioned how this kingdom is so into Queen Elsa’s story. Children were also told of her story but not the “freezing-the-whole-of-Arendelle” incident. They leave out that part and tell them when they’re older, once they’re mature enough to understand. The adults were afraid that if they told their children that part of the story that they’d grow up hating Queen Elsa for having accidentally setting off an eternal winter. No one’s sugarcoating it in my case though. As a child I already knew how Queen Elsa froze the whole of Arendelle.

I didn’t say I was mature enough even as a child. I didn’t tell anyone about it. It wasn’t a big problem back in the days. I thought the fear that I buried deep down inside me was just me being paranoid. I knew the other photos of her younger self haunted me in some way, but I brushed it off.

I don’t want to be the Queen Elsa who froze the whole of Arendelle. She was a great ruler, I know, but as a child the idea of her sad past frightened me even if I didn’t have powers. I didn’t want to hurt other people, I always thought.

But ever since then I always saw Queen Elsa looking straight at me whenever I was looking into a mirror.

I tried thinking positive to distract myself from the surfacing uneasiness as I grew up. I always told myself that even though I looked like Queen Elsa what she went through would be different from my future. I don’t have powers; that was a big step towards me living a normal royal life. Then come the day before my sixteenth birthday. That day, my fear surfaced, it heightened that I almost lost myself.

So what exactly happened on my sixteenth birthday? What was the reason why I ran away? The answer is simple, and I bet you too have figured it by now.

It started snowing early that day. Again I was disappointed because this year I thought snow would actually come on Snow Day. I sulked that morning but I still ended up playing in the snow that afternoon.

My parents were still out of town. They left three days ago for a meeting in some far away city. They were going to be back later that evening just in time for the Snow Day celebrations and my birthday the next day. Everyone in the castle was busy with the preparations too so I was mostly left alone to play in the snow in one of the royal gardens.