Hey people! How are you? I'm officially a college student and currently on hiatus for a month. Now, I can write freely without worrying about my schooling. This story is only the first episode of a trilogy I'm working on for the movie Frozen. I've seen Frozen and fell instantly in love with the plot and cast of characters. I have given our Snow Queen a love interest. Before I let him take the story, here's a brief description. Lord Klaus Hendriksen of Arendelle is a young adventurer that journeys to mysterious lands. He is Anna and Elsa's childhood friend who lived with his father, Sir Sebastian, at the royal family of Arendelle's castle. Klaus is a little older than Elsa as he is turning 22 in this episode of the trilogy and roughly three years older than Anna. He has fair skin, short dark brown hair and warm hazel eyes. Klaus always seen with a smile postured on his face. Now, I welcome you to The Arendelle Love Story: Episode 1 - Thawing the Frozen Prison… Chapter 1: Unexpected Birthday Celebration.

Frozen © Disney

Klaus, many OCs and TALS trilogy © crazywildchild :)

The sea air bought a cool breeze to the ship's sails. A young lord climbed the quarterdeck's rope ladder and positioned himself to see through his father's looking glass. He could see the castle of Arendelle as well as the famous attractive mountains that Arendelle was known graced the skyline seamlessly. It had been a few months since he embarked on his voyage. The lord wanted to do continue his journey but his homesick was stronger than his thirst for adventure. A familiar sight was coming towards the docks. A strawberry blond ran to the end of the dock. It was the princess and his long time friend, Anna. Lord Klaus smiled as he climbed down from his position. He also caught sight on someone he hasn't seen in what felt like forever.

"Elsa." He uttered.

Her platinum blond hair was in a braid. The braid was over her shoulder like he always told her to do. The rest was pushed back as if the queen hadn't time to brush this morning. He laughed. It was a natural look. Even though, she usually had it in some French bun. The hazel-eyed lord waved to the royals as they long waited his return from Corona. He needed to talk the newly appointed King of Corona, Eugene Fitzherbert. His dark brown hair waved in a flag motion as the wind hit it in every way possible. The ship rolled into the port. The first mate smiled at him and told him to get off his ship jokingly. The crew might seem to be very busy with everything on and off deck especially the she-devil captain. It was something that he had gotten quite acquainted to from most ship captains. This captain was different since she was a woman. He should've known his charming, eccentric personality had that effect on women. He smiled his Prince Charming smile. His hazel eyes glittered in the sunlight, which Anna had told him that was when his eyes look as if they were a light brown. The she-devil tossed his satchel toughly to him. His trunk sped towards him as the ship docked. Klaus had only seconds before he was a lifeless ragdoll. He flipped over the trunk using it as his dismount. He smirked smugly. The captain huffed as she saw the royal sisters approach.

"Get him off my ship!" The woman yelled.

"It's your ship?" The princess questioned.

The captain glared, "Yes, my ship! Princess, take this man off of my ship!"

Klaus raised his arms in surrendering. Two crewmates tossed his trunk into the pulley system that Klaus had created for cargo deliveries. The lord walked off the ship down the ramp dramatically as if he was truly walking the plank. The princess attacked him smiling. Elsa laughed at her sister's antics towards her dubbed big brother. Anna kissed his cheek sisterly. The captain looked as if she was going to throw her lunch at him. Klaus' friendly character had him walked back on the ship. He humbly bowed and kissed the captain's gloved hand. Her tanned skin met a rosy blush. She went about-faced. The crew laughed and their angry, embarrassed captain hissed.

"Thank you for having me upon your ship." Klaus smiled genuinely.

"Have a good day, Lord Klaus." The first mate smiled.

"You too, fine sir."

When Klaus turned to face the sisters, he saw another man getting his trunk. He was muscular but slender. He looked like one of those ice harvesters that usually delivered all around Arendelle. Klaus was positive that it was that Chris guy or whatever his name was. He smirked as he walked to the blond while the sisters were walking arm in arm. The lord leaned on the man's sleigh. He titled his head when he used to mess with visitors to the castle when they took interest to either princess. Klaus would casually follow them around and watch like some secret agent. They would honestly find him hiding in their cabinets, under the guest bedroom's bed, or find that his smirking was giving them a hard. Anna hoped he wouldn't do it to Kristoff through. He was good when he knew the person, but he knew Kristoff fairly well.

"Hey bud." Klaus smiled amusedly.

Kristoff jumped. "Hi."

"Klaus!" Anna pushed him away from her boyfriend. "Stop that."

Klaus smirked and met eyes with Elsa. She giggled.

"That's not true, milord." Elsa smiled.

Klaus met Anna's eyes with his wordless speech. He was mimicking her. That smile gave her all she needed. He still didn't forgive her about that time. She frowned. She was at least two and only started speaking. She'd been told that she was very talkative toddler. Klaus and Elsa didn't ever let her play them even when she asked nicely with pleading puppy dog eyes. She would always sing Klaus and Elsa sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. Frist comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage a dozen times. The two would eventually hear her and blush hard. He smirked.

Anna hit him in his shoulder, "How dare you?"

The lord faked a speechless expression as if saying what did I say.

"I'm confused." Kristoff said awkwardly.

"It's nothing, Kristoff. Klaus thinks his big brother I always wanted and protects me like one." Anna explained rolling her blue eyes towards Klaus.

"And utterly tease her," the laughing lord added.

Klaus shrugged innocently as he started petting the dog-like reindeer. He found the reindeer's soft spot, which was behind his right ear. Sven licked the new acquaintance. Klaus wiped the reindeer's salvia off his cheek with his sleeve. Kristoff apologized about Sven's friendly kiss. Klaus smiled his significant smile. He stated that it was fine that he had a dog as a nanny once. She was pretty friendly with kisses. The two laughed as the sisters smiled. Klaus was truly a piece of work. No matter what people thought about him wasn't really his concern. He shrugged weakly. This was getting uninteresting real fast.

"Hey Klaus!" A voice called.

Klaus saw a snowman walking towards them. A walking snowman he thought. What could be anymore creepier than that? Maybe the reindeer talked? Klaus frowned that couldn't be the reason that a supposed inanimate could be moving, talking and utterly smiling. The snowman was somewhat familiar, which was what got the lord struck. The Lord of Arendelle looked at the sisters' faces. Elsa had an amused smile starting while Anna waved and smiled friendly to the talking snowman.

"Klaus?" Olaf titled his head as watching for some expression from the lord.

"Hi." Klaus said after Elsa elbowed his side as he was staring speechless. "The same Olaf we made when we were kids."

Olaf smiled toothily. "That's me!"

Klaus thought about his original voice. His facial expression went from confusion to skepticism. Anna nodded. He laughed nervously as he looked a quick look to Elsa. The princess giggled. Elsa looked at the lord questionably. The hazel-eyed brunette looked away as if he was looking at the spring sky. The queen narrowed her eyes. He looked back at her like an expression of Oh hi. The princess smiled as she towed the lord towards the castle. Kristoff and Elsa glanced at each other and shrugged as the two use the faster way to get back on the cart with Sven.

"Come on. Someone would love see you!"

"Who?" Klaus asked.

"You'll see." Anna promised.

Klaus hadn't always trusted Anna when she promised something. He looked toward Kristoff and Elsa. Elsa shook her head, as she knew what he knew about her sister's promises. They never ended very well. Kristoff shrugged. Maybe he had gotten promises fulfilled differently. When the royal sisters and him were younger, before the incident, Anna had a big plan about his birthday. He was turning seven. The three-year-old Anna thought the boy would like another pet. The younger princess ran the castle's hallways. She grabbed one of her several shoeboxes. The older boy watched her activities with her sister. Klaus had raised an eyebrow to Anna's antics. Elsa commented that they weren't as worst as his. They laughed. Anna had caught one of the furry animals in the garden, but Klaus had let the animal go after she gave him it. He said that animals shouldn't be force to be his friends, as Anna pouted sadly and cried silently. Klaus smiled and kissed her forehead in appreciation. The three-year-old smiled brightly.

Now, Anna was dragging him into a dark dungeon. This is very accurate if someone could understand the castle more than its occupants. They raced down the halls like they have done when they were younger. Klaus looked behind them neither Kristoff nor the queen present. Anna took a quick turn down a corridor. The Lord of Arendelle recognized the very familiar passage. It was the same one that had the dining hall. The princess pulled him a bit further as they entered the doorway. Both of them were out of breath. Klaus almost passed out on the floor, as Anna would be seconds behind. Elsa and Kristoff were in the room with another woman.

The two friends shared a laugh. Klaus had straightened. A woman who was around fifty years stood in front of him. She was wearing a teal dress with silver lacing and dark green sleeves. Her chocolate brown hair was in an elegant bun. She turned her light brown eyes glittered. Her smile was identical to her son's. It was filled with hope and always faced the future head on. Klaus laughed as his mother, Lady Katrina, walked slowly towards him. Her loving son ran and hugged the Lady of Arendelle. Lady Katrina looked at her son who she hadn't seen him in what felt like forever. She felt like she was going to cry since she had started caressing her son's face as she still in his arms. It was the first time she saw him as an adult. He looked so much like his father that he mightn't know it. He kissed her forehead happily.

"Mother?"

Lady Katrina kissed her son's cheek and hugged him, "You are definitely his son."

"Mother, are you feeling alright?" Klaus asked as he checked her forehead and face.

"I am not feverish, dear," she kissed his hand.

The lord sighed and smiled toothily, "That's reassuring."

Anna sneakily went for the cake. The sneaky princess had planned to try Klaus's birthday cake. It was frosted with light green icing as it was lining with puffs, swirls and curves of white icing. It was a two-layer cake. She needed to try some icing. Anna only wanted to steal a bit.

"Don't you dare, young lady," his mother yelled.

He snickered expect stopped when the woman who gave birth to him looked at him. Curving her lip to a smirk, the queen looked at him bewildered. Lady Katrina was strict mother and caregiver. Elsa was sure it was first in years that Klaus had seen his mother face to face. She smiled thinking of a happy eight-year-old saying that his mother had written him a letter. His cheeks would be red with his overdramatic presentation. His laugh was a mere giggle that he had tried so hard to make her and Anna it was manly to giggle. Their mother would laugh at his persistent nature. Their father also had a laugh when he spoke with the boy as he knew half the time what Klaus was talking. His father gave the king a brief synopsis when Klaus had sped his speech to another level. Elsa was always impressed when Anna knew what the young lord talking about when his lips were faster than his mind. The queen felt a little guilty kicking the boy under the table.

"Klaus darling, please go change." Lady Katrina pleaded.

"Yes, mother." Klaus smiled as he kissed her cheek again.

Klaus walked out of the dining hall. He raced up the spherical stairs to his room. He was wearing red cotton opened vest over a dark green long sleeve. He wore navy pants and black shoes. Klaus walked into his room. That was the room with a green detail door. It hadn't change much from when he was away. His bedroom was originally a guest room located around the corner of Elsa and Anna's rooms. Klaus surveyed his room. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary that was before he noticed a hanger with a new suit. It was maroon jacket with a gray pair of pants. A navy sash with golden lace connects to the red belt. A white collared shirt a bit too big for his slender form. Klaus walked to the suit. It was his father's. Anything that his mother placed into his room on her visits was formerly his father's. He smiled and rolled his eyes. His mother did say he look like his father. The Lord of Arendelle tried on the suit and looked back at the mirror. Klaus smirked his up-to-no-good smirk. He dug through his drawer for some hair gel. Klaus gelled back his hair. He quickly washed his hands and headed out of his room.

Klaus tripped and felt that he fell on someone. He looked down and it was some maid he never saw before. The lord recomposed himself and stood up quickly.

"I'm very sorry." He smiled serenely, "Let me help you up."

He pulled her to her feet. She thanked him.

"I'm such a klutz." She laughed. "I'm Sasha."

"Klaus." He smiled charmingly.

Elsa walked down the hall towards Klaus' room. When Elsa turned the corner, she saw Klaus and Sasha, a newly appointed maid by Gerda, laughing and having a good time. Klaus was too charming. Elsa sighed and walked towards the laughing acquaintances.

"You wash up well, Lord Klaus." The queen commented.

The two stopped talking about something or other. Klaus and Sasha looked towards the queen. Sasha pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Klaus smirked as he expected Elsa wouldn't be very jealous when he talked to other women.

"Good evening, your majesty." Sasha smiled.

"Yes, have a good evening, Sasha."

Sasha excused herself. Klaus looked at the platinum blond queen amusedly.

"What?" Elsa glared at the lord.

"You're jealous, my queen." He smirked heartily.

"I am not!"

Klaus happily walked away. Elsa hurried after the lord while she hit his shoulder. The Lord of Arendelle laughed.

Klaus sat by his mother and on Elsa's left. Anna sat by Kristoff and on Elsa's right. The advisors were at the other end. They started a soup. The entrée come out while the kitchen staff gathered the soup bowls. Klaus wasn't much into the conversation since Elsa's advisors were very commanding and think that most of the things that could come out of their mouths were very important for the queen to hear. There were only three today. She has at least twelve advisors, which some of her father's most trusted ones had been trusted to watch over the kingdom and his daughter's reign. The older breaded advisor, who was one of the late king's advisors, chuckled, as he knew the queen when she was a young lady and that the king wanted his daughters to be happy when they wed.

"Queen Elsa, you still need to sign some papers for the tournament." The elder advisor said.

Elsa frowned, "I'll sign them after dinner."

Klaus looked at Elsa and saw that whatever this tournament was about was bothering her. Another advisor said the princes, dukes, and the count were arriving tomorrow. Elsa pinched the bridge of her nose. He knew that wasn't an enjoyable moment for her. He smirked as he thought that he might as well enter even if she didn't know it was her long time friend. Probably use an alias that neither of the sisters knew. His smirk grew into a full grin. It was going to be perfect and he knew exactly who he was going to be. All he needed was a way to get into the tournament. The advisors told melodramatically that it should've been years ago to give her hand away. Klaus felt anger fueled his disbelief of these morons knew nothing about why the king didn't want to marry off his daughters like cattle. He didn't want to admit it but the king would rather give the young lord his daughters' hands without a second thought. He smirked as he wondered what the king had told those newly appointed advisors. Klaus assumed that his father was apart of that discussion. The young lord himself didn't believe either sister deserved such a harsh way of giving their hand away. The king had told him once that if his daughters wanted to marry because of love, then he'd let them. He was a bit into the concept of true love. Klaus had kicked himself mentally in not listening. His thoughts didn't seem to coincide with his motions. The light wine tickled his throat, as he needed to be calm down with anything on his mind.

"When the winner comes to bow to you, they will be receiving a kiss from you." The undersized advisor, who had the most overdressed outfit Klaus has ever saw, explained. "You and your winning suitor will take a little rendezvous wherever to become official engaged."

The female advisor came in with another idea, which didn't really get through anyone. It was outrageous that Elsa should let the winner propose to her in the eyes of her subjects. Klaus rolled his eyes that would do a lot of nothing, but that winner wouldn't be gaining from do that out of what the herald said. It is a marriage proposal not a merger of the kingdoms or some trade agreement. It was complicated even the others at the table were in doubt. The advisor didn't seem to know anything about marriage how it works or what makes a joyful bond between two people. Whoever wins Elsa has to first get to know them, but did she have time. According to her short hotheaded advisor, the wedding should be within two years of the event. Elsa was silence. Klaus felt a bit sorry for his childhood friend having to play nice with the small advisor even through her blue eyes turned to a cold glare. What did he know about love anyways? Wasn't he married over a dozen times because of some wench or whatever? Klaus hadn't any care for the man and his background. The woman advisor seem have the only good idea tonight he heard. From the old short man to the queen was where he met eyes with the princess. He gave her a risen eyebrow. She nodded. It looked like not many people knew about the tournament's real purpose. That wasn't what bothered Klaus the most as many suitors were arriving tomorrow and the tournament would probably start as soon as the two days from then. He sighed.

"Hey, can anyone fight in this tourney?" Klaus asked partially to be curious and through protectiveness.

The breaded advisor smiled, "Klaus, do you know what you are saying?"

"Yes, I would like to enter myself as a wild card."

The woman advisor huffed, "What is this wild card, boy?"

His anger had hit the ceiling. His boiling blood was melting its way through his skin. He was bloody red. His body had taken a red cue. It was possibly redder than Anna's hair was when it's in the right light. The lord stood and placed his hands on the table.

"My wild card is that Elsa can choose whoever she truly loves to be her future king. I'm very positive the king himself would have told you the same thing for his daughter."

"You cannot enter as you were not there when we were putting the roster together." The short man spoke authorized. "Do you really think that you have enough royal blood in you to defeat anyone in your lean muscle composition?"

"I'll show you. I'll win and laugh when I do." He laughed, "I promise I'll keep my end of the wild card if you merely let your raisin size brains understand my purposes. True love is the most powerful weapon anyone could have."

His hazel eyes had gotten out of their warm feeling. They had to be very murderous looking from the lighting in the dining room. Anna had told him once he had gotten mad at his father for not telling him something or other. His eyes changed from warm and comforting to down right murderous as if he was ready to kill his mentor, father and the only one could understand what had gotten in his strange moods. The only advisor hasn't made an attempt for the door was the only advisor he truly did trust with his decisions. He got out of his seat and walked over by the now standing young man who was huffing and puffing trying to regain his composer. The old man placed a reassuring pat on his head and leaned to whisper something into the young man's ear only audible by him and him alone.

"Do not listen to them, Klaus. It is not as if you can change your identity and be someone else for the competition."

He had a point, but Klaus never seem to take no for an answer. It was a bad habit that he had gotten from his father when he journeyed with him. Mentally Klaus was grinning like an idiotically as he was coming up with the plan. He sat back down and finished his entrée without saying much of anything. He grabbed his wine glass and sipped it. The others got the message. Klaus wasn't in the best mood currently even Kristoff, who haven't known him any longer than twelve hours or less, got it. They resumed their dinner like usual, but it had an awkward silence that Klaus couldn't believe he was the one who caused it. He sighed.

"So, the competition starts tomorrow?" Anna questioned.

Elsa shook her head, "Day after tomorrow, Anna."

The younger sister nodded, "How many do you think are coming?

Possibly eleven. I wasn't much in the loop for those decisions. Elsa admitted.

"Great."

Klaus drank his wine quicker. The anger he got the more he wanted to be in the tournament. He had his primary idea that he could be a masked stranger who no one knew and win because he had one card that he haven't used much anymore. As far as the world is concerned, Lord Klaus Hendriksen is right-handed through and through. He stopped drinking the wine as it gave him some pain in his stomach. Klaus started coughing and almost choked on his drink. It wasn't like a cold's cough. It was far worst as if he was choking and was going to be dead in a few moments. His coughing didn't cease. His mother held his hand as he was fighting the coughing, which had prevented him to breathe some air. His cough began to decease heavily. He was breathing normal once again since his willpower for his wild card. There were only eleven competitors. He smiled inwardly. It was in his favor once again. He always had this luck on his side no matter what he had gotten himself in deep trouble. Klaus reached for his napkin. Elsa grabbed his hand gently as she searched for his reassuring eyes. She saw his warm hazel eyes went for a vacation with some foreign strangers took their place.

"That was highly unexpected." Klaus brushed everything that moment.

"Maybe it's a good time to celebrate the birthday boy." Anna smiled.

Kai and Gerda as well as several staff members came in the dining hall. Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, Olaf, who stood on the table, and his mother had gotten up too. Klaus knew it couldn't be good. They started singing the tune, happy birthday. Klaus laughed. That would explain why Anna rushed him around the castle. He frowned as he saw the princess' smile that she had finally gotten him. She would soon regret playing with me. Elsa grabbed his hand and rubbed his hand with her finger gently. He looked at her and she smiled softly. There were some popping crackles as Olaf and Kristoff pulled the strings hard. The chef, Patrick Henry, came to present his birthday cake to him. The chef patted his back and congratulated him for another year of living. Klaus smiled and thanked the old man. Gerda lit the twenty-two candles. Klaus was still thinking how did he forget his birthday. He was very good with dates and birthdays are those days he could always remember. His birthday was on the bottom of the list. The queen and princess of Arendelle came to either side of the lord. Elsa was on his left side while Anna took the right. The sisters kissed his cheeks respectively. Both giggled when the lord had become a tomato. His blush spread across the bridge of his face to the tips of his ears.

Queen Elsa leaned in and whispered teasingly, "Make a wish, Prince Charming."

Lord Klaus closed his eyes for an instant and within seconds, he stood to blow out the candles. He smiled.

Princess Anna clapped and asked, "What did you wish for, milord?"

"If I tell you, dear princess, then it mightn't come true." He said jokingly as he grinned.

How was it? Notification: I'm continuing this story. I've got all the parts of the trilogy already planned. :) You should be happy… I'm expecting to update this daily. When I get to six and seven, then they might be posted with the fifth chapter. See ya here 'morrow! :D

~crazywildchild out!