JQ: Morning/Evening/Prevening friends! I'm so sorry I haven't been around, but during my writer's block, I watched Frozen with my sister and was inspired. I will try to add more to my other stories, appropriately. School's also kicking my ass thus far. (Curse Thou CRIMINOLOGY!)
My good friend, daziyly, is my beta and partner for this series. She's a peach.
I do not own Disney or Frozen, because if I did, we wouldn't have to wait a kajillion eons for the Incredibles 2.
Happy reading, y'all 3
Be nice, and critiques are always welcome!
That Can Be Arranged
Elsa was watching Olaf and Sven play in the garden, while she prepared to give Anna the news. The news wasn't anything terrible, per se, it was just something that her father had planned, a long time ago. A deal, if you will, with another kingdom.
Basically, Elsa was to be wed with a suitor, with whom her father had chosen when she was a young girl.
It was Elsa's duty, as Queen of Arendelle, to grant her late father's wishes. Although it's not the most ideal proposition for getting married, she realized that she had next to no time to go out and meet people. This was much easier. She didn't even have to marry them, if she didn't want to. Her father mentioned, in his will, that the suitor was to spend a month at the castle, in order to determine if the arrangement should follow through or not.
Sure, Elsa was nervous, but in the will, her father highlighted how beneficial it would be to partner with this kingdom. If it would benefit her people, Elsa was all for it. Elsa watched as Sven chased Olaf around the garden. She internally sighed as Sven tried to make a sharp turn, near the tulips, and fail miserably. The reindeer collided with the brick wall, surrounding the garden. She smiled softly and shook her head at the reindeer.
"Sven, please watch where you turn," she got up and went to pat him on his nose. The Poor thing looked so guilty, but Elsa didn't mind. "I wouldn't want to have to explain to Kristoff that you managed to get yourself injured, while on my watch." Sven made a grunt, licked Elsa's face and further bent down to nudge the Queen.
"Come on, Sven!" Olaf called out, "I'll race you to the fountains!" Before Elsa could protest that the workers were preparing the courtyard for their guests, Sven jumped forward, chasing the small snowman.
Elsa sighed, and attempted to chase after the little troublemakers, when she heard her sister's musical laughter, approaching. She smiled, as she saw Kristoff and Anna make their way towards her. She turned to see her best friend and Kristoff, arm in arm, laughing. It warmed Elsa's heart that someone could bring such joy to her little sister. The sight saddened her a little because she may not ever get to experience a love like theirs, but she was still incredibly happy. Kristoff was a work in progress, but he was much better than that Hans fellow. She shuddered at the memory, and quickly regained her composure. The redhead and the shaggy blonde were getting closer.
Alright, Elsa: show time.
"Afternoon, Anna. Kristoff." The Queen bowed gracefully, towards her friends. Anna giggled and Kristoff smiled, but they bowed before her anyway.
"Hey, Elsa!" Anna waved, excitedly. Kristoff rolled his eyes.
"You called for us?" Kristoff asked. Elsa appreciated his tendency to be straight forward. It was very helpful. Sometimes rude; but mostly Elsa was thankful for it.
"Yes, well," Elsa coughed awkwardly, as her throat suddenly became dry. "Um, you might want to sit down." the Queen gestured to the stone bench, to her left. Anna's and Kristoff's expressions became more serious. Elsa hasn't been this nervous since her coronation.
"Elsa?" Anna asked her sister, "Is everything okay?" Elsa shrugged.
"I have some news. And I have no idea how you guys are going to take it." Elsa told them. Kristoff and Anna shared another look and took a seat on the bench. Elsa began to tell them of how one of her father's notaries had basically jumped through her door, to tell her the news.
"Queen Elsa! Your Majesty!" The small old man, with a scroll and quill yelled, as he nearly tripped over his own feet, on his way into the throne room.
"Slow down, Gunther." Elsa instructed, and the man paused to catch his breath. "Is something wrong?" The man shook his head.
"Just some...minor...minor issues to discuss, your grace...phew! Could I ask for a glass of water?" Gunther asked, desperately trying to capture his breath. The Queen nodded, and issued for someone to fetch him a drink. After a few moments, a servant came and handed him some water. "Thank you."
"Now, what has you running around, this early in the day?" Elsa asked him, a subtle smile gracing her features.
"Well, firstly, are you familiar with the Kingdom of Isla Solsa?" he asked. Elsa nodded her head.
"Yes. I remember my father was very close with their kingdom." Arendelle rarely did anything political or important with the far away kingdom. However, she remembered her father always meeting with the King of Isla Solsa. From what she's heard, they were close friends; they had fencing lessons together as boys. In fact both, the King and Queen of Isla Solsa and Elsa's parents, were killed in the same storm. Both kingdoms were to make peace with the vikings, to the west, in that journey. Sadly, that was not how it played out. "What of it?" Elsa asked, willing her mind to hold back the memory of losing her parents.
"Well, your father was very close with King Jacobo. I guess their friendship truly did go on 'til death." The man sighed sadly, but quickly thought better of it. "Anyway, your father and King Jacobo signed a treaty, fully disclosing both nations to one another."
"Excellent." Elsa said, smiling. She wondered why they hadn't done so sooner. "Have the ruler of Isla Solsa come on over, and we can sign the scroll in person." The man suddenly blushed heavily, and turned away. "Gunther?" Gunther coughed and returned his gaze to the Queen. He opened up the scroll and read it through.
"I, King Agnarr of Arendelle, and I, King Jacobo of Isla Solsa, hereby establish a full alliance, through holy matrimony." Elsa's jaw dropped, but Gunther kept reading. "The parties will be of King Agnarr's first child and King Jacobo's second child." Elsa huffed. Very specific, Papa, Elsa thought to herself. Gunther rolled up the scroll, and shrugged. "It states that there will be a period of 30 some days, to establish a full introductory and finalization. I understand this must be a lot to consider, and if you'd like to change –!"
"Have them come, whenever they're ready." Elsa said, with a straight face. A few gasps were heard, around the room. Elsa got up, and walked toward Gunther. She took the scroll from him, and began to look it over, familiarizing herself with the full contents of the deal. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just full disclosure, following the marriage, between both kingdoms.
"Are you certain? You and Anna have not even met the King's children." Gunther warned. Elsa just nodded her head, held up the scroll.
"My father knew what he was doing." Elsa explained, "Sure, his judgment may have been a bit clouded, when it came to my powers, but when it comes to Arendelle, he knew what he was doing. I trust in my late father, and will adhere to his wishes, no matter how old they may be." The servants looked on at their Queen and were full of awe at how loyal she was to her father. Most young ladies would run, kick or scream when faced with such news. Elsa, however, was ever the picture of grace, in this moment. "Have them come, whenever they are ready. Give them my word."
"Yes, your highness." Gunther bowed.
"WHAT?!" Anna asked. "YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED?"
"TO SOMEONE YOU JUST MET?" Followed Kristoff. "Wow. This sounds familiar." Both blondes sneaked a look at the furious redhead, beside them.
"Excuse me! In my defence, I actually met Hans! Elsa and I have never even seen the children of King Jacob!"
"Jacobo." Elsa corrected. "You think she'd at least try to learn my future in-law's names, huh?" Elsa teased, looking at Kristoff. His shoulders began to bounce in time with his laughter.
"I know right?" Kristoff said, smirking and crossing his arms. "How rude."
"GUYS!" Anna screeched. The redhead was having trouble understanding what was unfolding in front of her. Elsa took years to be able to hang around people. And here she was, getting married to a random guy. "Elsa! This isn't how you find love!"
"I'm not looking for it." Elsa stated, calmly. "It's on it's way here."
"Don't be smart!" Anna scolded her elder sister. "You're supposed to find true love by meeting people, and exploring and –!"
"Getting caught in a snow storm, trying to save the world from the 'Ice Queen'?" Kristoff questioned. Elsa laughed and Anna just huffed.
"You know what I mean!" Anna looked at her sister, and held her hands. "Are you sure?"
"I do know where your concern is coming from, but this is a deal Papa made with his best friend." Elsa reassured. "I'm sure, Anna. Papa means well. Also, Papa highlighted a period of 30 days, so I don't even have to go through with it, if I absolutely detest the person, by the end of it." Anna still looked unsure, but just as her sister trusted their father, she trusted in her.
"Alright." Anna sighed, linking her arm with her sister.
