Book 2: Teenage.

Chapter 9: Princesses are better than princes.

Thirteen years - Ten years.

"Elsa!" Anna said excitedly as she saw her sister walking down the hall. The older girl stopped and turned around giving her a little smile.

"Hey Anna." She answered, a tired expression clear on her face. She had just finished one of her most boring classes after all; history.

"Elsa, our parents want to speak with us." She informed her like it was a good thing, even though for Elsa it normally wasn't. "Come on!" She exclaimed taking her hand and leading her to the opposite direction of where she was going as she looked towards her room with a longing expression. Really, all she wanted was to lay down and do nothing.

Soon they arrived to their parents' study, and Anna barged in without knocking first, dragging Elsa with her. As soon as the girls entered, the monarchs' eyes landed on them... Or rather, on Anna; they didn't pay much attention to Elsa anymore. They mostly ignored her until she did something wrong and then they'd punish her. Elsa really hated them now.

"Anna. You came fast." The King commented as he tore his gaze off the papers he was reading. "And you brought your sister. Good." He said, eying the older girl for a moment.

"She said you wanted to speak to us?" Elsa asked, curious as to why they wanted to see them both. Maybe they were in trouble.

"Yes." He started but then gazed at his wife, who took the hint and, turning to their daughters, started talking.

"You see... You've grown up lately and soon enough you won't be little girls anymore; you'll be women, and as such you'll need a husband to take care of you."

Oh no, please, I was hoping this talk would still be avoided for at least three more years!

"We've been receiving many requests as of late." The Queen continued. "Mostly from foreign princes, but also from some nobles, and I was hoping we could arrange a date for you to meet them all."

Elsa sighed at this. She didn't like princes; they were arrogant and thought they could do anything they wanted... Much like herself actually, and maybe that's why she disliked them. She preferred people like Anna: warmhearted, kind, funny and naive. But of course, she couldn't marry her own sister, as much as she wanted to.

"We hope you'll choose the best candidate." She finished with a smile.

"Wait. You mean I'll be able to meet multiple princes? And chose one to be my husband?" Anna asked with a hopeful expression, making her mother laugh and nod. "Yay! Just like in the fairytales!" She exclaimed, giggling and bouncing excitedly.

Elsa only rolled her eyes at her antics, but in her chest she felt a powerful sensation, like anger and pain and... hate towards those princes that would steal away her all-too-willingly sister. She wouldn't let them; Anna was hers. They'd kissed! They'd slept in each other's arms! They'd said 'I love you' more times that she could count. She had seen Anna grow up ever since she had been born. She had more right to be with her than any of those princes!

"Elsa!" Her father's voice snapped her out of her thoughts, and she realized it had started to snow inside the studio.

"Sorry." She sighed but didn't even tried to stop it. It was useless.

"I don't want this happening when you meet them, you hear me?!" He chastised her. "It was very difficult to find someone who would want their son marrying a witch." Anna frowned at the use of the word, but didn't say anything. "More so after what happened to that boy. I won't let you ruin it."

"I thought his hair had just turned white." Anna commented.

"At first that's what happened." He agreed, sighing. "But he died a few days ago, some say because of Elsa's magic… though fortunately there's no proof."

"He… died?" Anna looked completely horrified at the news, and Elsa… she didn't know how to feel. She felt bad, of course; she didn't want to be a murderer. What was worse was that she knew this only confirmed she was evil to her parents and the people of Arendelle. But she was intrigued. She was curious. If her magic had only penetrated his stomach, then how had he died? And why had he perished several months after the incident? Had he slowly starved to death as the book about the prophecy said? It was possible… maybe she'd have to conduct experiments later?

"Adgar!" The Queen chastised him. "We shouldn't tell this to the girls!"

"Elsa needs to know her crime." He retorted. "So she can make sure it won't happen again." He eyed Elsa in a threatening way and for a second she wanted to scare him a bit with her ice, but… yeah, probably not a good idea.

"Yes father." She forced herself to say and he nodded approvingly.

"Good." The Queen said. "Now you can go play or something. We'll send letters to the suitors and arrange a meeting as soon as possible."

"Alright. Thanks mom!" Anna said hurriedly before taking Elsa and running out with her, not stopping until they both reached her room. Anna shut the door behind them before turning to Elsa and looking at her intensely.

"What?" Elsa asked, wondering why her sister was looking at her like that.

"You killed him." She stated, completely shocked about it.

"That's why you dragged me here in such a hurry? To talk about some random boy that may or may not have died because of my powers?" Elsa asked, trying to make it seem like it was not such a big deal as Anna was making it be.

"Elsa… murder is a serious thing." Anna tried to make her understand, but the older girl just thought she looked cute when she was frowning like that.

"I understand, but I didn't murder him; it was an accident. Plus, he tried to kill me first, so I guess we're even." She shrugged.

"He had no chance of killing you and you know it." Anna chastised her, crossing her arms over her chest.

"And I had no intention to kill him but I did it. That's how life is." Elsa argued, feeling uncomfortable about the way Anna was looking at her. She looked angry… disappointed. Elsa didn't like that look. It made her want to apologize.

"Elsa please… don't you at least feel some remorse?" She asked with a pleading expression, refusing to believe her sister really was as evil and cold-hearted as their parents made her to be. Seeing this, Elsa's gaze softened.

"Of course." She replied honestly, but not because she lamented the boy's death; she felt remorse for having disappointed her sister. "I wish I hadn't killed him, but there's nothing I can do about it, so I don't see why should I worry about it."

"Oh." Anna seemed a bit confused by her answer for a moment, but then she nodded and smiled. "I understand. You've always seen things differently after all."

"That's right. Now… how about he stop talking about this this and address a more cheerful topic?" Elsa tried to distract her.

"Oh! Okay, how about we talk about the princes?" Anna said excitedly, her eyes brightening up at this. Elsa groaned.

"The princes? They are just jerks who want to ascend the throne or get a wife that pops out heirs ever year." She made a face of disgust.

"That's not true! In all the fairytales they're tall and handsome and gentle!" Anna protested. "With them the princesses like us find true love and live happily ever after."

"I don't need a prince to live happily ever after." Elsa retorted, crossing her arms over her chest. "I only need you." She added, which made a goofy smile appear on her sister's face.

"Oh, Elsa, that's so sweet!" She giggled as she hugged her, to which she responded hugging her back as a big smile of her own appeared on her face. "But… I won't be with you forever." Anna's words were like a rusted dagger piercing Elsa's heart, and they hurt just as much.

"W-what do you mean?" The older girl asked separating herself slightly from Anna, looking st her with surprise, not wanting to believe she'd heard it right.

"I mean that I'll soon find my Prince Charming, and I'll marry him, so I won't be able to be with you all the time." She said innocently, still smiling. It made Elsa angry. Was she really thinking about leaving her for some jerk she hadn't even met yet? They'd promised they'd always be there for each other!

"Fairy tales are not real, Anna." Elsa snapped. "Princes are only interested in titles and fortunes. They are more muscles than brain, you'll see!" She warned her before storming out of the room murmuring under her breath. "I'm better than any of them."

Suddenly she stopped as an idea came to her mind. Yes, she was better than those princes, and she'd make Anna see it too. She'd court her and win her heart. She couldn't let her marry some brute that would only see her as a trophy. She couldn't leave her sister to such an awful fate.

A/N: So… as you've probably already noticed, this is the end of book 1 and the beginning of book 2. From now on things will get a little dark, rating will change and Elsa's feelings towards Anna will be more obvious. Thanks for reading and I hope you leave a review and/or favorite/follow. See you soon :)

Thanks to my beta reader moonwatcher3.