She knew it was wrong. She knew it went against all the laws of the kingdom and society. But her love was far stronger. The woman she loved had beautiful platinum-blonde hair, dreamy blue eyes, and a smile no mortal could resist. She was always so proper and emotionless when ruling as the queen, but when she saw Anna, she immediately turned into this warm, cuddly, energetic woman only Anna could see. Anna could not resist having an intense crush on her sister. It was far more than the sisterly affection they shared. It was more than the devotion they had to each other. It was a type of love not meant for sisters. It was a type of love Anna only ever experienced with Kristoff.
Elsa always went about her day tending for the kingdom. She always had some official business to do. Whether it was a trade deal or an official declaration, visiting dignitaries, or internal matters, the queen always had to perform her duty to the highest standards. No matter what she felt, she had to wear the queenly façade. It was only when her sister was around the she could finally let it go and be her own self. It felt liberating to be with Anna. She could smile, she could laugh, and most importantly, she could touch. After 13 years of not being with her sister, she was touch starved and cherished every moment of sisterly affection. She got to relive her lost childhood with Anna. She always set aside time to bond with her sister. She wanted to know her better an remake the bonds of friendship they had as small children.
Everyday, Anna felt herself getting closer with Elsa and their bond developing. Some days, she felt that her sister was being more romantic than Kristoff could ever have been. It was probably because of how long they were separated. She felt that Elsa was desperate to rekindle the powerful bond they had. Anna loved how Elsa would always get close to her, give warm hugs, and forehead kisses. After all that happened, Elsa truly loved her. It was such a powerful feeling for the love-starved Anna.
Elsa never tasted wine until today. Her sister poured her a glass of Merlot, straight from Château Roubine in France. It was an experience like no other. Her sister told her it would lift her spirits and make her more social, and it definitely did. She Anna how beautiful she was, how she adored the curves of her body and her feminine looks. How she could kiss every freckle on her skin, and finally how much she wanted to hold Anna in her arms forever. It was a liberating experience to finally be able to say that.
Anna confessed to Elsa how much she longed to touch her and her immaculate body. How much she lusted for her and her curves. She told her the truth: she was in love. A love that was not the love between sisters, but between two women who need to be with each other for eternity. She pressed her lips into her sister's and felt a rush of euphoria. This was what it meant to be. This was the love she was searching for all along: the love of a sister.