*UPDATE* Fixed some grammar errors and added a paragraph to the second sailing part, as it seemed to be sort of skimmed over. The rest is pretty much the same.

A/N

Top of the day to you!

First of all, this is an Elsanna Frozen/Skyrim crossover. DON'T RUN AWAY YET!

For those who have never played Skyrim, no worries! I'll try to keep that to a minimum, and if I do put anything Skyrim related in the story, I WILL try to introduce it, as any normal person would understand. I won't forget about Elsanna, I promise.

Just keep this in mind, Sovngarde is basically Heaven. Sort of hard to introduce it without having it sound like a tourists journal. Everything else, you'll pick up quickly.

For those have played Skyrim, sit down, lay back and just enjoy! (My knowledge on its lore is only so much, and if you see any mistakes just tell me!)

PS. REVIEW. This is my first fanfic, so even if you hated it please review. REALLY HELPS OUT. Correct my grammar, tell me it sucks, tell me its great, whatever, and just say something, anything helps!

Sorry for this incredibly long Author Note, I had to explain a little, but if you read through this good on you! ;) Anyways, this seemed like a great idea in my head, but I hope you guys will enjoy it too!

Today was a gorgeous day. No doubt about it.

It was a bright morning, golden rays of the sun shone onto the quaint wooden boat. Crystal blue waves were lapping calmly on the boats sides. A soft wind puffed through the serene seascape as clouds swam silently overheard across the sky. It was an absolutely stunning day for fishing, but for Anna, it was hell.

The sun's rays would not keep off her eyes as she groaned, trying to keep away from the relentless rays, determined to wake her from her slumber. She turned and lay on her stomach, shielding herself from the glare. She tried to fall back to sleep, but it seemed like every time she was about to, a cruel wave would splash water all over her face. It tormented her, keeping her in a state of neither sleep nor wake.

Slamming her hand onto her bedroll, Anna sat up squinting in the sun's glare. She was alone in the sea on her solitary vessel. Tossing her arms up she shouted viciously, "WHY! Can't you just close my eyes for one second!"

She had been out in the ocean for nearly a week now, hunting for a place where fish were rumored to be abundant. It was an arduous journey, and she was about to give up on the rumor but she had finally been able to cast her net last night having finally found a huge clump of fish.

Anna gently rubbed her eyes. She squeezed them shut and quickly opened them wide trying to leave her weary state of half sleep half wake. She sighed, as she ran a hand through the bird's nest that she calls hair. Her hair looked almost like a volcano, the auburn strands spreading outwards in every direction possible. Still not fully awake, Anna stretched, spreading her arms out wide, her back arching, as she groaned, pulling several sore muscles.

"Oh great god, Akatosh, please at least give me a good catch. I can't go back empty-handed after an entire week out here."She grumbled as she scooted to the back of her small fishing boat where she had cast her net.

She closed her eyes; her ears twitched slightly, as if hoping the god would say something to her, reassuring her of a good catch. But of course, all she could hear was the irritating splashes of fish around the boat, taunting her. Sighing, she opened her eyes and grabbed the thick ropes of the net.

"Please, please, please" Anna repeated. She leaned over the boat, her neck craning, seeing whether her prayers had been answered.

The net was completely filled, and her whole body began to writhe in joy, a huge smile spreading across her face. Giggling to herself, she happily began the task of lifting the net.

Oh thank god! You see Anna? If you work hard you can get anything! Even if it IS just a couple of old' smelly fishes.

Humming a happy tune to herself, Anna untangled the net from the hook that was keeping the net attached to the boat. But as people always said, good things come at a price, and what price did a couple hundred fish ask for? The strength of 1000 men. In other words,

It was heavy.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply a couple of times, Anna prepared herself for the ultimate test of strength. Come one, Anna, you finally got a good harvest, don't you dare give up. She heaved with all her might, trying dreadfully to pull the net out of the water. She groaned and let out a small shout as her hands tugged helplessly at the rope mesh. It had barely gotten half out of the water, before she released the tension in her muscles.

Anna was panting heavily and wiped beads of sweat off her face, her sore muscles throbbing.

You got this Anna! You were born for this! One more pull and you got this!

With a cry she yanked the net up right onto the ship toppling backwards into a couple of boxes. Thrilled with her work, she let go of the net, letting it sag into the already packed boat. Anna let out a shriek of pure joy and triumph beholding the fantastic haul of the day. The entire net was practically bursting with fish, but from all her excitement, she had forgotten an important thing, the boat was small and the fish, were really heavy.

Anna realized too late what was happening, he small boat was slowly, but surely leaning to the side. The net of fish was putting the boat in a very precarious situation.

It was REALLY heavy

Oh god, Oh god! Please don't, please don't, please don't. Anna leapt to the other side of the boat, jumping up and down hopelessly trying to stabilize the boat.

"HELP ME- gluglug" Anna shrieked at the last second as she was pulled under, along with her boat, her bedroll, her food, and her gear. But of course, the colossal net of fish she had spent her energy hauling onto the boat was to only fall back into the sea.

She cracked open her eyes feeling a sting as the icy water came into contact with her pupils. Through the crystal clear water, she saw all the fish in her net swimming joyfully away as the rest of belongings sunk gently down to the bottom of the sea. One fish slapped her in the face with its tail as it sped off into the deep. Even fish can be scumbags, huh? She thought, rubbing the red fish imprint on her cheek.

Anna kicked her feet, propelling herself towards the now wide-open net. In an attempt to stop the escape of what was left of her week's work, she grabbed the two sides of the opening and let out small bubbles of effort as she tried to force the net closed. Her heart filled with hope when she saw the two sides meet. Locking her hands together, Anna forced the opening shut.

But as if the day could get any worse, the remaining fish decided on a last ditch effort. All of them swam towards the opening Anna was holding shut. Ann closed her eyes, turned her head away, and squeezed her eyes shut preparing for the fish barrage. She kept her hands locked together, but after agonizing assaults on them, she released the net allowing the fish to pour into the ocean and into her body. She felt a sharp jab to her abdomen as a fish swam straight into her, another sharp pain on her arm, a graze on her leg, a throbbing on her shoulder, and another slap to the face.

As the fish onslaught continued on Anna, bruising her entire body, she raised her arms to defend her face. Well, good for you Anna, what better words to carve on your grave than 'Swimming with the fishes'.

In a short matter of time, all the fish had swum away, leaving her with an empty net and empty lungs. Spluttering and coughing water, she dragged herself onto the overturned boat. She spread out her body and just laid there, sobbing as the sun once again glared at her. Her arms were throbbing, her legs were aching and her face was stinging; her whole body was in agony, and for the second time that day, Anna screamed at the top of her lungs.

"WHY!?"

Anna sat on the side of the Docks, her feet dangled over the water while the rest of her body shivered in the half wet, half frozen clothes. She looked down at her own reflection, seeing herself smack her own head.

Why fishing, Anna. God dammit Anna. Why did you think fishing was a good idea? Could've been a bartender, a hunter, anything, but no… you have to go with FISHING.

She shook her head, and realized she was talking to and blaming herself. She sighed, and glanced over at her "trusty" boat. It had been towed back to the Docks by a generous ferryman who luckily saw her stranded form on an overturned boat. She had been lying on the wooden vessel for at least two hours, almost freezing to death, praying for some help, even though it didn't help her much the last time she tried.

She resisted an urge to run over to the boat and unleash total hell upon it, imagining herself throwing punches through the splintering wood, grabbing it and tossing it down a cliff, watching it as the wood cracked and snapped while it rolled down the rocky mountain face. She smiled a little, but a soft wind blew in from the harbor mouth causing Anna to shudder, instantly wiping the smile off her face. Her clothes had become almost transparent from the moisture, and she had caught the ferryman staring at her many times, on their way back. Generous Ferryman? For him, I'm the generous one.

She propped herself on one arm and climbed back onto her feet. She kept her arms around her chest as she shuffled down the path and towards the gates to her home, Riften. The towering wooden gates opened for her as she skimmed her feet across the cobblestone street. She entered the small market place at the center of Riften, where merchants from all over the realm had set up stores selling things such as troll's blood or even elven ingots. Even an Argonian, a strange lizard-looking humanoid was bellowing out the prices of jewelry that Anna could only dream of owning. Riften itself wasn't large for a hold, but it has been her home for a long time and she has always loved it. It was the best city ever.

"HEY! Stop that thief!" Anna head snapped up as she heard a woman cry. A man in a brown cloak and a hood over his head, shoved past Anna his hands and pockets filled with jewelry. Toppling backwards and swinging her arms like a madman, Anna fell onto her butt wincing at the sudden pain in her already sore backside.

"Son of a- " She grumbled to herself trying to locate the thief. She slowly stood herself up, rubbing her now wet, muddy and hurting butt, but the theif had already disappeared. This day has just been non-stop joys hasn't it… Anna thought to herself sarcastically after straightening herself, a hand remaining on her throbbing butt.

Anna crossed a flimsy bridge towards a long log house at the end of the street and stood for a moment, head leaning back, eyes focused on a plaque above a set of oak doors. Within her head, she fought with herself whether to go in looking like this; wet, muddy and bruised. Honorhall Orphanage the plaque read. As far as Anna could remember, she has lived there. Her father, who was forced to join the military because of the civil war, had died on battlefield before Anna had even been born. Her mother suffering from sadness and shock couldn't make it through childbirth, leaving Anna to be raised by Grelod the Kind. Ann chuckled at the name laughing at the irony of it. Despite the title, Grelod was quite literally, the exact opposite. Known to let loose her fury at anyone or anything she didn't like, often yelling and beating Anna when she was young. Anna hated that she was giving her a reason to scold her, but with a storm rolling in if she didn't go inside, Grelod would be the least of her worries.

She pushed open the door slightly and snuck in. She was met with a wave of heat from a glowing fireplace that burned and cackled next to her. She stood by the door, releasing a breath she hadn't realized she has been holding. For almost a complete minute, she just stood there, enjoying the smell of burning oak, a calming aura of heat, and the calming atmosphere. In that moment, Anna was in complete bliss, but reality soon gave her a smack in the face waking her up from her daydream. She realized she had been standing at the doorway like an idiot for awhile now, and quickly walked inside, hoping she could just sneak quietly to her room and lay on her. With the day she has had so far, Anna knew that good news was doubtful.

"Anna? Anna's back!" A young boy yelled to the others. Well, at least you tried. Anna thought.

Anna halted in her track as the orphans surrounded her. Unlike Grelod, all the orphans adored Anna and loved listening to her stories. The orphans greeted Anna happily looking up at her with wonder and excitement. Anna knelt down hugging each of the children one by one. She knelt down, soaking in their happiness and joy.

"I missed you guys so much." Anna said softly to the orphans.

"We missed you too." The orphans said in unison.

"I thought you weren't going come back" A young girl spoke as she tugged on Anna's damp shirt.

"I would never do that!" Anna beamed back at the young girl, who now had a wide grin.

"I thought you had left us to the wrath of Grelod the kind" A young boy said, arousing giggling in the small group.

As if she had heard her name. A women's raspy voice boomed from down the hall, as the kids quickly scrambled back to their beds, "ANNA? TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH!"

Anna sighed, and prepared herself for the ultimate scolding of a lifetime. She hadn't even had time to change out of her disgusting wet clothes, or wash off the fishy smell on her.

An old woman appeared around the corner, and her eyes immediately met Anna's. The short woman looked her up and down. She was hunched over, skin sagging on her face, and her fingers crookedly pointed at Anna. Anna could almost see the anger in her eyes and sense the fury in her throat, ready to explode. The older woman closed the distance between the two like a sabre tooth stalking its prey, and roared.

"WHY ARE YOU WET? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST YOU!"

Anna bit down on her tongue, swallowing down her own anger. God dammit, how old is she now? 80? 90? Why can't she just eat a sweetroll and choke herself.

"HOW DID YOU GET YOURSELF WET?" Grelod looked at Anna, eyes widening as she procured an answer to her own question, "DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME YOU SANK THE BOAT."

Anna looked up, eyes dark with anger, glaring at Grelod, who only chuckled at Anna's action.

"YOU DID SINK THE BOAT! I KNEW IT! YOU FINALLY DID IT, DIDN'T YOU? SANK THE GOD DAMN BOAT!"

Shut up, Shut Up, SHUT UP!

"SEVENTEEN YEARS I HAVE RAISED YOU! DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH THAT BOAT COST ME?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Anna didn't like swearing but when she did, it meant she was downright furious. Her use of language startled even the older woman who had been bombarding Anna with accusations. "Don't you dare talk to me again like that! I did not sink the bloody boat!" Anna hissed. Having completely lost it, Anna pushed Grelod into a shelf and strode to her room leaving a shocked Grelod and a group of wide-eyed children. Anna locked the door behind her and slowly slid down until she was sitting with her back against the wall. She sat down, terror, and fear finally catching up to her. She covered her face, and tried to ignore the shouts from Grelod outside, who had been yanking at the door furiously trying to get in.

No no no no no! I can't ever leave this room again! I can't possibly go see Grelod again after that. Oh god, oh god, that was your last draw, Anna, this is it. Your life's reached its peak. Congratulations Anna. You feel accomplished now?

As hope seemed to leave her, in the corner of her eyes she saw her window of escape. An actual window that lead outside

I have to get out of here.

Jumping up, Anna quickly threw off her shirt and pants pausing to look at herself at the cracked mirror, her entire body still wet from the damp clothes. She didn't care. She got her spare clothes, quickly tossed them on, and shoved what little possessions remaiend into a knapsack: a dagger, a lock pick, a pair of gloves, a couple septim coins, and her book, the Yellow Book of Riddles.

I really don't have anything do I. Anna chuckled as she grabbed a wedge of cheese lying on her nightstand, stuffing it into her sack.

In mere seconds, her room had been cleaned out leaving no trace of her presence except for a puddle of water on the floor. She unlocked the window and slipped outside, looking back just once, a sad look on her face as she muttered a goodbye to the orphans who now were truly at the mercy of Grelod. The cold air slashed at her skin once again, but Anna ignored it, sprinting to the only familiar place she knew, a single tear sliding down her face.

I'm sorry old boaty for plotting to throw you off a cliff, but please don't betray me.

She pushed he small fishing boat off into the ocean throwing her small sack in and jumped into the boat sailing off to god knows where.

She had sailed for hours with no sight of land as far as her eye could see. The lapis ocean continued until the very edge where sky met water. Her energy had almost completely abandoned her, as she sat on the hard wooden seats staring off into the dim light. Anna's eyelids had begun to close, and she began to nod her head, a clear sign sleep was coming. As if a joke by the gods, she was awoken by a rather loud wave that hit the side of her ship, her eyes flew open and in the distance, she could see the dark sillhouette of land.

She pulled the sails taught, and the small boat picked up speed, heading straight for the beach. She had decided to land on the foreign beach as sailing clearly wasn't getting hey anywhere. She pulled the ship onto the sandy bay, and grabbed the her small sack of stuff. The wind had been steady the entire day, but suddenly a freezing gust of wind blew against her, sending shivers through her entire body as her boots sunk slightly into the sand.

Why did I have to get my warm clothes wet Anna thought dejectedly as she rubbed her fingers on her thin linen dress.

She shuffled toward the oak forest, seeking some shelter. Anna hugged herself, trying to keep herself warm as the cold wind continued to pick up strength and speed. Anna made it into the dense forest, but did little to barricade against the powerful wind.

A huge gust of wind roared through the foreset, whistling a creepy tune as the branches on the trees snapped off, flying off with the wind. Anna shuddered, her breathing became small gasps, and her teeth began to chatter.

Things c-can't get any worse than this, Anna, d-don't worry. You're f-far away from Grelod now, no worries. Y-you'll be fine. Only good things from now on.

If you can live through this.

Anna felt a small drop of icy water on her neck and spun around startled. Gray clouds had gathered off shore and a light snow had begun to fall, smothering Anna's hope for reaching anywhere. Alive.

Desperate for any sort of cover, she sat down, back against the thick truck of a tree as her hands and feet grew numb. She pulled her legs close to her, trying to get as small as possible. Holding her hands close to her chest, she whimpered as her hands had become pale white. Her head grew light, her vision blurred and her breathing slowed. The last thing she saw were the clouds rolling in ready to take her to her to a cold death. Sovngarde was beckoning.

"Captain, Sir! Come here!" Anna suddenly awoke hearing a voice calling, close to her.

"What do you want? We don't have time for this!" A voice boomed heavily.

"It's a girl. It looks like she has fallen asleep in this cold," The voice sounded worried and shaky.

Thick boots thudded on the ground as the Captain trotted over to Anna's frail body. Anna felt firm hands feeling her neck pressing carefully here and there looking for her pulse. The hands suddenly shot back.

"Oh great Talos she's alive!" The voice shouted again "Soldier, go get her ladyship!"

"The queen? Are you sure? I mean can't somebody els-"

"NOW!" The Captain's voice bellowed, his voice ringing in her ears

Anna heard a quick scrambling of feet on snow and a voice in the distance calling for the Queen as she slipped back into darkness.

"Can you hear me? Are you alright?" A soft angelic voice asked.

Anna felt two slender and delicate hands cupping her face, and she forced herself to crack open her eyes just a little to see. At that moment, she thought she was really dead. She was sure she was looking up to the face of a goddess. Her eyes widened in dismay as they trailed across the woman's face. A smile formed on the woman's face as she saw Anna's eyes open. The woman seemingly resonated purity and beauty; a cute little nose, soft pink lips, long eyelashes that fluttered when she blinked, and a small mouth letting out a cloud of warm breath as the woman bit her lips. Her hair were the colors of both silver and gold, falling over her left shoulder braided to perfection in minature waves that rolled down her side without leaving a single strand of the platinum hair sticking out. But what captivated Anna, were the eyes, eyes that was although icy blue, warmed Anna's entire body. The eyes darted here and there, searching for something on Anna's face before finally rested on Anna's eyes. Anna let out a soft gasp of breath, as she looked into the adorable eyes that have now filled her entire vision. She felt the woman's face move slowly closer to hers, so close that their noses were on the verge of touching. Suddenly the goddess jerked her face back, her eyes suddenly filled with nervousness and was that embarrassment?

"I can save her. I will not let her die," the angelic voice said turning her head away.

Wait? What? I'm alive!?

Anna knew she should be panicking like mad right now, desperate for her life, but when the sky blue eyes looked back into her own again, she forgot everything, her cheeks already pink from the cold grew even redder as the blond held her gorgeous gaze on hers.

"Who are you?" Anna tried to ask, but her lips were too cold.

"Are you sure, you can?" A voice Anna recognized as the captain spoke again.

"Yes, I'm certain"

The woman's eyes looked around, eyebrows furrowing as she pondered, and Anna let out a small gasp. The blonde's eyes glistened having found what she was looking for.

"Bring me that blue bottle," The woman said

Who are you? Anna tried to asked again, her mouth refusing to move.

The Captain reached his hand out, a small blue potion in his hand.

"Queen Elsa."

Anna lit up at the name, a name just as beautiful to match. A ghost of a smile appeared on her face.

Queen Elsa

Anna felt a dribble down her throat, and her eyelids began to feel heavy.

As she fell back into blackness one word plagued her mind. A name.

Elsa

…

Elsa

…

…

Elsa.

Hi again,

Thanks for reading this, and please remember to REVIEW. You probably hear this all the time, but it REALLY does help us authors.

I also wanted to thank my friend, Varuka999 for helping me edit and revise this story, or else it would be nowhere near what it is now.

Thanks for reading!

ExGuard123

Skyrim Explanations:

Skyrim – A large region natively inhabited by the Nords (a race of humans) but controlled by Imperials (another race of humans)

Septim – Coin used by people in Skyrim as money.

Akatosh – Chief deity of the Imperial Pantheon

Riften – One of the 9 holds that rules the lands of Skyrim

Talos – A man who became a god, banned by the Imperials, but practiced by the rebels (Stormcloaks)

If you're still confused, it's only the first chapter so don't worry too much about the Skyrim stuff. I hope you still enjoyed it though!

PS. If you are a hardcore Skyrim fan, I apologize if my knowledge is not extensive, please feel free to correct my lore. :)