Hello Everyone

Just to let you all know this is a lesbian fanfic, and will most likely get kinda graphic in later chapters if I get braver. So if you don't like the gay, then hit the road. Anybody that does stick around, I hope you like it!

NB: Some AU here

- Rapunzel never met Flyn, and is still in the tower at age 20, with Gothel still doing her thing.

- Anna is aware of Elsa's powers but does not know the full extent (i.e. ice palace, freezing hearts etc.)

- Elsa has known from a very young age that she is gay, but has never told a living soul, including Anna.

- The events in Frozen never happened and Elsa is still hiding herself from everyone. However Anna still met Kristoff and Sven through Elsa allowing the gates to be opened (explained in the fic)

- Olaf is around but lives with the trolls as no one but them and Anna know about Elsa's power

That's pretty much all I can think of that I've changed for now, so apologies for any mistakes, and any questions just ask!

Chapter One.

"Queen Elsa?"

The young woman jumped and spun around, blue eyes wide.

"Oh! Rita.. You startled me." She said to the petite brunette standing before her, who now looked apologetic.

"Sorry my Queen, I was just wondering if you would be having breakfast with your sister this morning before your travels?" She bowed, clumsily brushing crumbs off her apron as she did so, hoping the Queen wouldn't see it. If she did, she didn't say anything.

Elsa straightened up, shoving her hands behind her back as she did so. It had just become a habit now, a necessary precaution. Her heart had been racing ever since the maid had first called her name. She clenched her fists harder, just to be safe.

"No." She replied quietly. "If you see Princess Anna just let her know I've gone for a walk and I'll be back in a day or so." She gave a half smile, turned and strode away.

"-Shall I tell her where you're going?" Rita called, but was met by only the still morning silence as her Queen was already gone.

Elsa breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she was far, far away from the palace grounds and safely in the cover of her forest. Relaxing her hands she stretched and rolled her shoulders, massaging the stiff muscles of her forearms as she finally began to unwind. Finding this forest had been a lifesaver for her, literally. She knew if she spent any more time in the palace she would go crazy. So many people, All. The. Time. It was too much. She loved her sister more than anything, and had done her best to keep her happy, albeit hardly seeing the girl.

However, when she had seen how depressed her sister was becoming she wasn't so sure if she was doing the right thing. Her sister's unhappiness had gotten so bad at one point that the Queen wasn't sure what was worse – the risk of hurting her physically, or the risk of destroying her emotionally and mentally as she was confined to the same enormous prison Elsa was. And so she had decided, against every fibre of her being, to open the gates and allow the outside world in. She would rather spend her own life terrified and alone than spend it watching her sister simply fade away and become a shell. Anna was not like Elsa, she couldn't spend too much time alone like her sister could. She was a social creature, and craved love and interaction. Something Elsa could not give to the girl personally, and so she would have to provide for her elsewhere.

It was on this day she had left almost immediately in search of a new hiding spot other than her room. Somewhere she could stay for hours at a time and possibly even be herself. No risks, no boundaries, and best of all – no people.

She remembered the day she found the forest; she had walked for hours, almost a whole day, avoiding any interaction whatsoever. She had come to a rather large lake, and had walked some more. Her powers allowing her to cross as deadly ice formed with ease under her every step. Eventually she had come to a stop in front of a thick lining of trees that stretched across the land around her as far as she could see. She was hesitant at first, after all, who knew what on earth was in that forest?

But after braving the first few uncertain steps she felt completely at ease. The forest was practically abandoned, with no human sounds whatsoever besides her own feet crunching through. She came to realise she must have walked so far that she was in a no-man's land between two kingdoms. No one would find her or even suspect her of being there, and so ever since that day she had retraced her steps and returned to the place more and more, each time getting braver and venturing further in, her happiness and confidence increasing as she was continuously met with nothing but pure nature – and there were a great deal of animals she came across roaming around with little care – something she loved seeing, if the animals had such carelessness, then the presence of other beings must be pretty much non-existent. And she had absolutely no problem with this. Smiling to herself as she passed a deer, the animal gave her a quizzical look for a moment, then continued eating. Her smile widened, and she even let out a rare chuckle as she continued walking.

Rapunzel was bored. Not just her usual bored, but dull, its-only-3pm-and-I'm-ready-to-eat-my-own-arm bored. She had spent the morning doing the usual: cleaning, painting, chess, exercise, reading, writing, singing, hide-and-seek, more painting, more reading, swinging around the place, the list went on. Now she simply lay there. The room decorated with waves of her thick golden hair lying everywhere around her as she had thrown it about, ducking and diving under it, swinging from it and making patterns until she had collapsed in the middle of the room. The golden waves were now strung into an almost spider web like formation above her, but she couldn't be bothered to deal with it.

It wasn't fair. It had been two years since her 18th birthday. Two whole years since she had finally had the courage to ask Mother to take her to see the lights. She had recited the request over and over in her head, role-playing the occasions with her best friend, chameleon Pascal. But as it happened it was all a waste of time as Mother had dismissed her, just like that. And told her she was never to ask about the lights again. Rapunzel had seen a new side of Mother that day. There had been a flash of something dangerous in her eyes; her voice was ice cold as she told her the word she most definitely did not want to hear: No.

However as quickly as it was there it was gone, Mother was back to her usual self as she cheerfully announced Rapunzel was getting chubby and was too clumsy. And so Rapunzel had shut down, continued her uneventful life as she took Mother's insults that had since escalated to a daily basis. She tried not to let them get her down though, after all – she could do with losing a little weight, and she did trip over a lot.. And after Mother had told her she was useless she could only agree, after all she wasn't sure she had any talent.. And the only thing special about her was her hair – and all that did was glow when she sang, although its healing abilities were pretty cool, she had to admit.

But she was twenty now, and would soon be another year older. Now she felt like a proper adult, felt she must, surely, have some right? She was soon to pass that second milestone into adult life - It must be time by now, time for her to step outside, Mother would surely see that she was no longer a teenager, and maybe she would recognise that she was ready, ready to handle herself in the outside world. After all, Mother couldn't keep her here forever, right? She looked over to the only window in the tower. Mother was due back soon. Maybe she would ask her about the lights again.

She probably wouldn't.

Elsa stood back to look at her sleeping quarters for the night. She had built a small igloo-style residence. Big enough for her to fit comfortably in, small enough to not be too noticeable if- god forbid – someone was to enter the forest. She smiled, nodded to herself and clapped her hands together, small snow clouds puffed out from them as she did so. She had done a good job.

Making a mental note of where her bed for the night was located she continued, considering whether she felt like climbing a tree or not, which was something she secretly enjoyed, and she would often spend hours in them, one of her favourite hobbies was to create art with the leaves, as she had discovered one day that if she blew on them gently she could blanket them in a layer of frost, and she would repeat the process until all the leaves surrounding her were iced over, watching as they sparkled in the sunlight.

SNAP!

Elsa's stomach dropped as she was suddenly wrenched from her daydream by the noise on her right. Acting quickly she dived to the left and hid behind a tree, her ice blue eyes wide as she tried to slow her breathing. It was only made worse however as she heard something in the distance. It was… It was a voice. The queen clapped a hand to her mouth, determined not to make any noise as she panicked internally.

Conceal. Don't feel. She squeezed her eyes shut as she willed herself to calm down. She could not, under any circumstances, allow her powers to get the better of her in an environment like this. If she was to hurt anyone here, it would spell disaster. She had deliberately put herself in the middle of nowhere, but she hadn't counted on anyone else being there. To find help would take too long, far, far too long, and Elsa wouldn't be able to live with herself if anything bad happened. She remained hidden as the voice grew louder and its source came closer.

"Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine.."

When it couldn't have been less than a few metres away Elsa took a deep breath and peered round the tree, attempting to make herself as small as possible.

"Heal what has been hurt, change the fate's design…"

Interesting. Elsa squinted as she saw that the voice's owner was a woman, wrapped up tightly in a cloak and carrying a basket. She moved with a purpose, and Elsa noticed she seemed tired, run-down. Though she continued to repeat the song, the lyrics rung out into the crisp air.

"Save what has been lost… Bring back what once was mine… What once was mine.."

Elsa couldn't help but feel curious. She had an appreciation for beauty and the song itself was just that, she thought as she listened to it again and again, and quickly realised she was following the woman. She hung back, internally battling with herself. If she followed her she could hurt her, but if she didn't she would never find out where she had come from… What if the woman led her to more people? But what if she didn't? What if she was like Elsa, just trying to get away from everyone?

In the end her curiosity won. There was something about this woman, the way she was walking with intent, the song, the air around her seemed to freeze as she moved, and not in a way that Elsa was familiar with. Sighing at what was probably her own stupidity; she continued quietly and followed the sounds of the woman's voice. Making sure she was far back enough to not be seen, all the time wondering what wonder – or disaster – she would be led into.