Frozen: the story of the new power

She sat in her bed, for someone who was used to the cold...she felt scarily cold as ice. She lie on her bed, still as beautiful as the young Queen of Arendelle she once was. Her hair, white and silver rolled up into a bun. Her face, pale and wrinkled with time.. now is her time. " I cannot thank you all enough for keeping my kingdom safe and well as the dream of my... I mean our.. " she smiled to the heavens. "...parents stays alive."

"It is an honor your majesty " all the servents spoke in a whisper.

"leave me please... "

They nodded and knew what was to come next. Beloved Queen of Arendelle, Elsa was now and forever with her sister in the stars.

By next morning all the ice that once decorated the palace with shimmering sparkles of hope, had melted and run down the mountain to make one glowing lake. Her power still remained in the ice she had shed. This lake had a teal tint that would almost remind you of her torn gloves, it was as if she now lived inside.

So now begins the story of a little girl, unaware of who she shall become... the story about Aquasia.