The House Of Immortality

"Do I need to give you my gloves?" Gaspar dared to ask. "You lose control like this in public, and we're all dead! I'm not losing my wife and my daughters again because of it! That's all that matters! So whatever else you're feeling….stop it! Conceal it! For all our sakes, stop being selfish!"

It took over a decade – maybe more. But those were the magic words that let her anger out.

"For your sakes! That's what you mean! Everything was for your sake! I was never scared until you were! I never shut out people I loved until you showed me how! I never feared them until you showed me how! And because I can't live like that anymore, I'm selfish? Because you really can't change, I have to change back?"

The ice on the floor spread enough so that Gaspar and Malin were standing on it. And it was still spreading. So was their fear – and the anger it inspired to finally come out.

"Is this what you were afraid of? Is this what gave you nightmares? Is this why you destroyed my life?!"

The ice was now spreading to the walls and even to the roof. Within moments, the entire Great Hall was becoming one giant ice box.

"Is this why I haven't had a mother and father for 13 years?!"

The people that were her mother and father – by name, anyway – slipped and fell to the icy ground, cringing in more than just fear. The person that was still their daughter by name stood over them, looking every bit like the furious, deadly, out of control ice Queen they did everything to contain.

Well, not everything.

Her stance and her frown never changed. But when Gaspar looked down in lue of seeing her, he noticed something was changing.

For one thing, he could see the actual floor again.

Slowly but surely, the ice began fading away. When Gaspar and Malin were no longer lying on it, they got back on their feet and saw the rest of the Great Hall thawing. Elsa looked no less furious and wasn't moving a muscle - and yet the ice was going away like it never formed.

They didn't understand it. That was probably the whole point. It was reinforced when Malin shakily asked, "What happened?"

Elsa could only keep containing herself for one more monologue. She'd have to make it count.

"I felt love," she started. "Even then, I thought of the people who never helped me hate myself. Who never made me terrified. I thought of Anna, and Olaf, and Kristoff, and our people, and everyone who accepted me. I even thought of you. But for the life of me….after everything you did….everything I was weak enough to let you do….I have no idea why."

There was no actual frost in the room - none anyone could see. But Gaspar and Malin felt it so strongly anyway. And they were only now snapping out of it enough to see why.

"Here what I do know," Elsa said, still not out of it herself yet. "If you ever tell me to conceal anything again….you will never set foot in this castle again."

She turned around, unwilling to be disappointed, sad or angry by their reactions or words again. The anger rushed back as it all started to sink in, with frost trailing behind her while she walked to the other end of the room.

When she grabbed the doorknob, the door went and froze again. When she slammed it behind her, the door nearly cracked in two.