Fiery Heart

Prologue

Once upon a time there lived two sisters, one with locks as fair as snow, the other with hair as bright as flames. They grew up happily, the two of them, playing as little girls should, in the sun and in the snow. Though, one always seemed to flourish more so in one season than the others.

The older of the two yearned for the winter months, forming snow angels on her back and drawing intricate flakes with her fingertips.

The younger lived for the summer, the days when hours seemed to last years and the sun warmed her cheeks, sending tendrils of energy coursing throughout her body.

Both girls were happiest in their respective seasons, but endured the opposite for each other's sakes. After all, they had a bond unlike any other.

But all too soon, darkness settled over the pair. They grew apart, speaking less and less as each dawn arrived.

All the while, the kingdom suffered. And as one sister's power grew uncontrollable, the other's was just awakening from years of an otherwise undisturbed slumber.

This kingdom was Arondale. The queen was Elsa.

And the girl with the fiery heart was Anna.