The sun was bright and hot on Anna's bare back. Was it very late? She didn't honestly care, and so she snuggled up, too comfortable to move. Then she realized she wasn't alone. A cool, soft finger was tracing its way from her neck to her lower back. The princess opened her eyes, and was surprised to find her sister lying beside her.

"Hey beautiful," Elsa greeted.

Anna smiled lazily. "You're still here…" Most of the times Elsa was gone by the time she woke up, too absorbed by her queenly duties, and Anna would only see her again until the afternoon. Yet now she awoke to the glorious sight of Elsa still tangled in the sheets of her bed.

"I love watching you sleep," Elsa said, stroking her sister's face. "You look gorgeous." She leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on her lips. "There's something else I love watching you do…"

She kissed her again, more passionately this time. From her lips she went to her neck, shoulders, breasts, stomach. She descended steadily until she was right between Anna's legs. The redhead bit her lip and smiled. With a smirk, Elsa began pleasuring her sister.

"Elsaaa…" Anna sighed. Elsa giggled, and Anna had to grip the sheets for support.

While was Elsa working her magic in Anna's southern regions, there was a knock on the door.

"Your Grace?" It was a servant.

"Yes?"

"We were wondering if you knew where the Queen is, Your Grace. She is always up by this hour, yet she has not been seen today."

Elsa laughed again, not stopping her caresses for one second.

"My sister is, she's, um, aaah!" Anna screamed as said sister did something with her tongue that was just too delicious.

"Your Grace, are you alright?"

"Ah, yes, I just… tripped. I think Elsa is in the gardens, you might want to check there." Anna dug her fingers in Elsa's hair and arched her hips, then found herself simply unable to stop a quiet whimper. "Or maybe in her office. See if she's there."

"We certainly will. If you see Her Majesty, please remind her of the Council Meeting. Your presence is required, as well, Your Grace, the Head Counselor insists this reunion is of the utmost importance."

"Don't worry, we'll both be there, we'll-" Elsa had started to flick her tongue and Anna could no longer form words.

The servant, thank the gods, was oblivious. "Thank you, Your Grace."

The sisters heard him leave and Anna sighed in relief. A relief that was very short-lived, for the moment Elsa knew they were totally safe, she launched a full attack that in less than a minute had Anna crying out in blissful release.

"Wow, Elsa," she panted.

"Happy, princess?"

"Very, my queen." Anna pulled Elsa up for a quick kiss. "But you almost got us caught! Never mind, I love it when you do that. Now let's get ready. We have to meet the Old Bunch."

"Anna," Elsa reprimanded sweetly. "They're the Council. They kept Arendelle in place while I became of age. They're very important people."

"That doesn't change the fact that they're awfully boring. And old."

Elsa sighed. "I know. Still, we have to be respectful. It's only for today." Elsa hugged Anna and whispered, "If you want, once we're done with them we can go build a snowman."

Anna's eyes lit up. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" The promise of a snowman was the only thing that could make the girl willingly leave a bed that had Elsa naked in it, and get ready to face the Council.

They bathed, picked their outfits for the meeting, and then Anna watched as Elsa braided her hair. After twisting the strands into complicated twists and layers, with quick swirls of her hand the Queen created tiny snowflakes that glittered down the braid. Anna was captivated by the detail and care Elsa put into her appearance; though she'd seen her getting dressed (and undressed) many times, it was something she never got tired of. Because of the formality of the meeting, Elsa did Anna's hair into an up do, instead of the two pigtails the princess often preferred.

Elsa left through a hidden door so that she wouldn't be caught by a guard, and waited for Anna to join her at the stairs. The sisters walked into the hall together, now the absolute picture of sophisticated grace. The men of the Council rose to their feet to greet them.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness."

The girls bowed to the solemn faces before them. Elsa took her place at the head of the large table, and Anna sat to her right, as befitted the Queen's Right Hand.

Twelve men formed the Council, and their duty was to advise the ruler of Arendelle on things such as trading, diplomacy, special events, and, if it ever came to that, war. They had considerable influence in the decisions made for the well-being of the kingdom. Elsa had inherited the Council from her father. Every time Elsa saw them, she wondered how big a role they had played in her thirteen-year-long confinement. She hated them.

"Your Majesty," began the Head Counselor with a serious, wrinkled expression. "I would like to apologize for suggesting a meeting outside of schedule, and with so little time. Today's subject is a very important one, which requests your full attention and cooperation. I am sure you will understand."

"I'm all ears." Under the table, Elsa reached for Anna's hand.

"Well, the situation is, you are fully of age now, and have ruled Arendelle for almost a year."

"I am aware of that, Counselor."

He cleared his throat. "Of course you are. What I want to say is, you now have to take the next step to completely solidify your reign and make Arendelle a stable, peaceful country."

"Which means…?"

The Head Counselor sighed. "Which means you have to produce an heir, Your Majesty. You must marry as soon as possible and give this kingdom a child."

"Wait, what?" Elsa was fully alert now. From the corner of her eye she saw Anna's panicked face. The temperature of the room changed drastically.

The Head Counselor's face was very stern now. "Yes, Queen Elsa. You have to get married."