My younger sister, Anna, and I were raised in this wondrous kingdom. Our parents were once the beloved King and Queen of this Norwegian land; however, a dreadful accident stole the two away from our lives forever. This was one of the hardest times my sister and I had to endure.
It was just a few summers ago that the responsibility of the throne was placed in my own hands; very cold hands, at that. One small, quirk, if you will, about myself is this strange...power of mine. I was born, for reasons unbeknownst to myself or anyone else, with the ability to conjure up ice and snow to my will. While this may seem like an amazing gift, this power has cost me a great deal of pain. For the longest time, I did not possess the ability to control my frigid powers; and this terrible flaw resulted in not only my unintentionally freezing the entire kingdom of Arendelle in the middle of the summer, but also the near death of my sister...on two different occasions.
Thankfully, such stress and fear is in the past, as the love of my sister allowed me to calm the storm within me, and learn to channel my ability through gentler, calmer emotions.
If there's one thing I wish for anyone to gain from my story, it's this:
A little love can go a long way.