Hey guys! So, recently, I came up with an idea for another multi-chap featuring Kristanna and Elsrik's (Elsa and Fredrik) children in great prominence, but the problem is that I have yet to introduce all of them. I figured that since I've already introduced Kirsten and Bella, it was only fair to introduce the others before I went off and started writing it. So that's what this fic is about. This first chapter introduces Susanna, Anna and Kristoff's second child. I did sorta introduce her in "Life is Beautiful", but this will be her "formal" introduction, so to speak. It takes place about a month before "Life is Beautiful". Anyway, hope you enjoy, and please review! DISCLAIMER: I do not own Frozen or any of its characters; just my OCs.


Chapter 1: Another New Princess

"Anna, are you sure you should be doing this?"

"Kristoff, I've been stuck in that bed for the last three months. I need to get up and walk around, even if it's just for five minutes."

It was just after noon. Anna and Kristoff were taking a walk around the castle. But as Anna was heavily pregnant with her and Kristoff's second child, she had to go slowly and stop frequently. But that didn't matter; as long as she was able to move around at all, it was worth it.

"But Anna, you know what Dr. Olsen said," said Kristoff. Dr. Olsen was the family doctor. He had ordered Anna to go on strict bed rest the last three months of her pregnancy. Surprisingly, this was only the first time she had disobeyed him. "If he found out that I let you get out of bed, he'd have my head."

"He doesn't have to know," said Anna, smirking at him.

"Anna, we can't lie to the doctor," Kristoff protested.

"It's not really lying, per se," said Anna. "It's just withholding the truth."

"Isn't that the same thing?" Kristoff asked.

"No," said Anna firmly, though she wasn't really sure herself.

They continued their walk, but before they had reached the end of the hall, a door opened on their right and Elsa emerged from her study. When she saw Anna walking down the hall, her brow furrowed and she went over to her.

"Anna, what are you doing?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Anna asked. "I'm taking a walk."

"Anna, you know what the doctor—"

"I know what he said!" Anna interrupted. "It was only going to be for a few minutes."

"No, Anna, you're too far along now to exercise anymore," said Elsa firmly. "The baby could be born any day. It's best that you're in bed when your pains start. Now, come on, back to bed with you." She put her hands on Anna's shoulders and turned her back toward her room.

"You two!" said Anna exasperatedly, throwing up her hands. "Both of you are like mother hens! I can take care of myself!"

"I know you can," said Elsa, putting an arm around her shoulders and leading her back down the hall. "Now why don't you start by going back to bed?"

"But Elsa—"

"No buts," said Elsa firmly. "You need to take care of the baby, too. It's the same as when you were carrying Kirsten; it's not just about you anymore. Besides, rest is crucial for a safe and successful delivery."

Anna sighed in defeat. She knew it was no good to argue. Elsa was in queen mode, and when she was in queen mode, there was no going around her. She looked helplessly at Kristoff, who just shrugged as if to say "I told you so". She then allowed Elsa to lead her back to her and Kristoff's bedroom and tuck her back into bed.

"Now, I have to take care of a few things, but I'll be back to check on you later," said Elsa, tucking the blankets around her.

"Okay," said Anna listlessly.

"I love you," said Elsa before she left.

"I love you, too," said Anna, and she was left alone.


Sometime later, Anna was dozing when the door suddenly burst open, startling her awake. Kirsten came in, a bunch of somewhat droopy flowers clutched in her hand.

"Hi Mama!" she said cheerfully.

"Hello, my little angel," said Anna, smiling.

"I picked these for you!" Kirsten said, holding out the flowers.

"They're beautiful, thank you, sweetie," said Anna, taking the flowers. "Come up here on the bed by me." She patted the bed beside her and Kirsten scrambled up to sit next to her.

"Feel better, Mama?" Kirsten asked.

"What do you mean, angel?" Anna asked.

"Auntie Elsa says you has to stay in your room," said Kirsten. "Are you sick?"

"No, I'm not sick, just tired," Anna answered.

"Oh," said Kirsten. "Why tired, Mama?"

"The baby makes me tired," said Anna.

"Oh," said Kirsten again. "Is it a baby bwudder or a baby sister?"

"I don't know yet," Anna answered. "What would you like it to be?"

"Hmm," said Kirsten, thinking. "Baby sister!"

"Well, you know what?" said Anna. "I want a baby sister, too."

"Yay!" said Kirsten. "Papa want a baby sister, too?"

"I don't know," Anan answered. "I haven't asked him."

"Well, I still want a baby sister," said Kirsten.

Anna chuckled. Kirsten was just like her in many ways.

For the next couple hours, mother and daughter giggled and talked until Kirsten fell asleep sprawled in Anna's lap; or, rather, on her legs, as she didn't have much of a lap. Not wanting to disturb Kirsten or cause discomfort to herself, she carefully moved her off to lay her down beside her.

Around mid-afternoon, Anna was reading when there was a light knock on her door and Fredrik poked his head in. "Anybody home?" he said, smiling.

"Hey," said Anna, smiling and setting aside her book. "Come on in."

Fredrik opened the door wider and stepped into the room. "Elsa's stuck in a meeting, so she asked me to check up on you," he said. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine," said Anna. "Going a bit crazy, but I guess that's to be expected. I wonder if Elsa ever felt like this while she was expecting Bella." She smiled.

"She did, but not nearly as much as you," said Fredrik, smiling back. "She seems to have a lot more patience than you do."

"She's always been like that," said Anna. "I've never understood it." She tried sitting up a bit but hissed when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

Fredrik noticed, and his teasing expression immediately turned to one of concern. "Anna, are you all right?" he asked, kneeling down beside the bed.

"I think so," Anna said, rubbing her rounded stomach. "It must have just been the sudden shift in position, that's all."

"Are you sure?" Fredrik asked.

"Fredrik, don't you start acting like Elsa and Kristoff now," said Anna. "I told you I'm—" But then she gasped as she felt another sharp pain and then a gush of fluids leaving her body. "Oh no."

"What?" said Fredrik, looking even more concerned.

"The baby," Anna whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. "I think it's time. Get Elsa."

"But Elsa's in the middle of a meeting," Fredrik stammered.

"I don't care!" said Anna, tensing as another pain shot through her. "Just get her here now!"

Fredrik got up and bolted for the door. Anna heard a stirring and saw that Kirsten had woken up. "Mama?" she said sleepily. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, sweetie," said Anna, trying to smile through her pain. "The baby's coming, that's all."

"The baby's coming?!" Kirsten said excitedly, suddenly awake.

"Yes, it is," said Anna, grimacing as another contraction hit.

"Yay!" said Kirsten, clapping her hands.

They heard running footsteps and the door burst open, revealing Elsa and Kristoff. Elsa immediately ran over to her sister.

"I sent Fredrik for the midwife," she said. "How are you feeling?"

"It hurts," Anna moaned, gritting her teeth as yet another contraction came.

"I know," said Elsa soothingly, stroking her hair. "But you've been through this once before, so you know how it goes. And I'll be right here beside you."

"Thanks, Elsa," said Anna, taking her hand and trying to smile.

"You're welcome," said Elsa, smiling back.

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Greta, the midwife, entered, Fredrik right behind her. She was an older, matronly woman, short and plump, with a kind face and dark hair pulled back in a tight bun at the base of her neck.

"Good afternoon, everyone," she said, smiling. "I don't mean to interrupt, but I'll need the room cleared out so I can prepare Princess Anna for delivery."

"Can Elsa stay?" Anna asked.

"I will allow Queen Elsa to stay," said Greta. "But I need everyone else out."

"Understood," said Kristoff, speaking for the first time since entering the room. "Come along, Kirsten." He held out his hand.

"But I wanna stay with Mama," said Kirsten, not moving from her spot on the bed.

"I know you do, but Mama needs to concentrate on having the baby," said Kristoff. "You can see her later."

"Aw, okay," said Kristen, and she got off the bed, but not before giving her mother a kiss. "Bye, Mama."

"Bye, sweetie," said Anna, smiling. "I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay," said Kirsten.

Kristoff came over to give Anna a kiss. "Do your thing," he whispered.

"I'll do my best," said Anna, giving him a weak smile.

"I know you will," said Kristoff, smiling back. "Elsa, take care of her, will you?"

"I always do," said Elsa, smiling.

"We'll see you later, then," said Kristoff. "Come on, Fredrik. Our presence is no longer required."

"Wow, for having almost no experience with royals, you're certainly starting to sound like one," said Fredrik as they left the room with Kirsten, closing the door behind them.

"Well, now that that's taken care of," said Greta, becoming business-like. "Princess Anna, how are you feeling?"

"Okay," Anna answered, tensing as another contraction hit. "The pains are less than ten minutes apart."

"How long ago did your water break?"

"About fifteen minutes ago."

"That's a good sign, then," said Greta.

"What do you mean, it's a good sign, Greta?" Elsa asked.

"Well, with your sister's pains less than ten minutes apart, it means that this birth might be quicker and easier than her first one," Greta answered.

"Really?" said Anna. "I hope so. Kirsten seemed to take forever."

"I have to ask again, but are there any complications to consider?" Elsa asked.

"Once again, I do not foresee any problems, Your Majesty," Greta answered. "Your sister is still young and healthy. I have every confidence that she will make it through without trouble. Right now, as far as I can see, things seem to be progressing quite smoothly."

"What should we do in the meantime?" Elsa asked.

"For right now, just keep her relaxing between contractions," Greta replied. "With the way things are progressing, she could deliver as early as this evening." She looked at the clock. "If you'll excuse me, Your Majesty, I just have to gather a few things and then I'll be right back up to check on her."

"That's quite all right, thank you, Greta," said Elsa, smiling.

"My pleasure, Your Majesty," said Greta, and she left.

Elsa went back to Anna. "How are you feeling?" she asked again.

"I'm okay for now," said Anna, gritting her teeth through yet another contraction. "Elsa, thank you again for being here. I don't know what I would do without you."

"There's nowhere else I would rather be," said Elsa, smiling.


A few hours later…..

It was evening. Kristoff was in the dining room eating dinner with Fredrik, Kirsten, and Bella, who was in her high chair. As Elsa was still occupied with Anna, Fredrik was in charge of feeding his daughter, but it wasn't going very well. It seemed she didn't like being fed by anyone but her mother. Eventually, Fredrik gave up and just let her sit while he finished at his own leisurely pace. Kristoff, he noticed, was eating with his usual gusto.

"Well, you seem pretty relaxed for a man whose wife is about to give birth," he commented with a smile on his face.

"Don't let my outward appearance fool you," said Kristoff, smiling back. "I'm still nervous."

"How can you be?" Fredrik asked. "This is your second, isn't it?"

"Well, yes, but….." Kristoff trailed off. "You know mine and Anna's history. I suppose after what she and I went through together, I'll always be anxious about her whenever she's in pain. It's better than not caring about her at all. Worrying about someone makes you care more about them."

"You're absolutely right," said Fredrik, smiling again.

Kristoff was about to say something back when the doors to the dining room opened and Elsa walked in. He immediately stood up, but before he could ask about Anna, Kirsten piped up.

"Hi, Auntie Elsa!" she said, running over to give her aunt a hug.

"Hello, sunshine," said Elsa, hugging back.

"Is my baby sister here yet?" Kirsten asked.

"Baby sister?" Elsa asked.

"Yeah!" said Kirsten. "Me and Mama think it's gonna be a baby sister!"

"Oh, I see," said Elsa, kneeling down in front of her niece. "Well, I'm sorry, sweetie, but she's not here yet."

"Aw, but I've been waiting forever!" said Kirsten.

Elsa chuckled. It hadn't been forever, but a child Kirsten's age didn't have much concept of time, so she just decided to play along. "I know, sweetie, but you'll have to wait a little longer, okay? You can see her as soon as she's here."

"Okay," said Kirsten, puckering her lips in a pout.

Elsa smiled and stood back up to address Kristoff.

"How is she?" he asked.

"She's doing just fine," Elsa answered. "Obviously, there's no baby yet, but her pains are closer together now, and Greta believes it could be fairly soon, an hour or two at the most."

"So, why are you down here when she's so close to delivering?" Kristoff asked, trying to ignore Kirsten pulling on his arm to be lifted up.

"Greta sent me to get some tea while she gets fresh towels," Elsa answered.

"You left Anna alone?!" said Kristoff in disbelief.

Elsa narrowed her eyes, having picked up on Kristoff's tone, but she chose to overlook it. "Hardly," she said. "Ida and Siri are looking after her." Ida and Siri were Greta's two assistants. "Besides, just after the Great Thaw, Anna made me promise that I would never leave her longer than I have to."

Just then, Gerda came in, carrying a tray with a teapot and two cups, along with cream and sugar. "Here is the tea you requested, Your Majesty," she said.

"Thank you, Gerda, but how did you know?" Elsa asked.

"My dear, I've lived and worked in this castle for many years," Gerda answered, winking. "I know everything that goes on around here."

Elsa narrowed her eyes again, but playfully this time.

"All right," said Gerda, smiling. "Greta sent a messenger down to the kitchens ahead of you. She figured you might get waylaid."

"Thank you again, Gerda," said Elsa, smiling back and taking the tray from her.

"If I may ask, Your Majesty, how is Her Highness doing?" Gerda asked. "Is there any news?"

"She's doing well," Elsa answered. "No baby yet, but we think she's getting close."

"Well, I will keep her in my thoughts," said Gerda, smiling again.

"I appreciate that, Gerda," said Elsa, smiling. "I will inform you once the baby's arrived."

"I look forward to it, Your Majesty," said Gerda, and she curtsied before exiting the room.

"Well, I'd better get this back up to Anna's room," said Elsa, making her way to the door. "Lord knows how upset she might be at my extended absence."

"Elsa, I know I've already said this," Kristoff began. "But please take care of her. She's my life."

Elsa smiled at him. "I know," she said, and she left.

Fredrik came up behind him and clapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, relax," he said in a calming voice. "She'll be just fine. Elsa is taking care of her."

"I know," said Kristoff. "And I trust her. But it's hard not being in there with her."

"I understand," said Fredrik. "Tell you what; why don't we go wait in the library? We'll be far enough away that you won't be able to hear her cries, but close enough that we'll know what's going on."

"Anything to be as near to her as I can," said Kristoff. He held out his hand. "Come along, Kirsten."

"Where we going, Papa?" Kirsten asked, running over to him and taking his hand.

"We're going to the library for a little while," Kristoff answered.

"Why?" Kirsten asked on their way out, Fredrik and Bella behind them.

"Just to sit and relax for a little while," Kristoff answered. "And also to be near Mama while she's having the baby."

"Okay!" said Kirsten.

Once they had reached the library, Kirsten immediately went over to the bookshelf and pulled out her favorite fairy tale book. She brought it back to her father to read to her. He settled her on his lap, opened the book, and began reading, but he barely registered any of the words. His mind kept drifting off to his and Anna's room. He hoped she was okay.


Back upstairs, there was a flurry of activity. Anna's pains were now less than a minute apart, which meant she was very close to delivering. Greta's two assistants, Ida and Siri, were getting everything ready for the new baby, laying out fresh towels and blankets and heating water. They were young women a few years younger than Anna. Ida had curly red hair tied back in a bun, and Siri had dark hair tied back in a single, long braid down her back. Both had the fair skin that was common for women of that region.

Elsa was sitting in a chair next to Anna, talking to her in a low, soothing voice. When Anna wasn't crushing her hand during contractions, she was sending puffs of cool air across her face to help cool her down.

"Breathe, Anna, you're doing fine," she said. "It won't be long now."

"Oh, Elsa, it hurts!" Anna moaned.

"I know," said Elsa soothingly, stroking her hair back off her sweaty forehead. It was the first time that she was able to sympathize with her sister, having gone through it once before herself.

"Aaaaagh!" Anna wailed as another contraction tore through her body. "I don't remember it hurting this much when Kirsten was born. I thought it was supposed to get easier after the first one."

Elsa started to say something, but just then, Greta came bustling over, a fresh towel over her arm. "All right, Your Highness, let's see how you're doing." She took a moment to check between Anna's legs. "Looks like we're ready." She grabbed a stool and sat down on it, ready for when the baby came out. "Now, on this next contraction, I need you to push. Are you ready?"

"I was born ready," said Anna. The next pain came, and she pushed down hard, screaming and crushing Elsa's hand in the process while Greta called out encouragement from the other end.

"That's it! Good girl! Good girl! Keep going! I can see the head! The head is out! Now, one more big push, and this baby will be here!"

Anna squeezed her eyes shut and bore down hard, pushing with all the strength she had left, screaming at the top of her lungs with the pain. Just when she thought she couldn't push anymore, she felt a release, the pain stopped, and she heard a beautiful cry.

"It's a girl!" Greta shouted joyfully.

Anna smiled weakly and collapsed against the pillows, exhausted.

"You did great, Anna," said Elsa, smiling. "I'm so proud of you."

"You are?" Anna asked, surprised.

"I've always been proud of you," said Elsa. "Even if I was never able to say it."

"Thanks, Elsa," said Anna, squeezing her hand one final time before letting go.

Greta came over then, carrying the new baby, who was now clean and wrapped in a fuzzy pink blanket.

"Congratulations, Your Highness," she said, smiling as she placed the baby in her arms.

"Thank you so much, Greta," said Anna, smiling back.

"Once again, it was my pleasure, Your Highness," said Greta. She went back over to where Ida and Siri were cleaning and packing things up.

Anna gazed down at her new daughter. She had amber eyes the same shade as her father's and a tuft of ginger hair like her mother's. "Hello, my sweet girl," she said, gently brushing her cheek. "I'm your mama. I'm so happy to meet you." She looked up at Elsa. "And this is your Auntie Elsa. She's happy to meet you, too."

Elsa smiled down at her new niece. "Hello, sweet baby girl," she said softly, gently stroking her little hand.

"Oh, Elsa, can you believe it?" Anna asked, looking back down at the baby. "Another beautiful, perfect baby girl."

"Actually, I can," said Elsa, smiling again. "Shall I inform Kristoff?"

"Of course," said Anna. "Kirsten has to meet her new baby sister."

"Okay, I'll be right back," said Elsa, standing up. "Don't move." She pointed a finger at her sister, but she was still smiling.

"Elsa, I just gave birth. Where would I be going?" Anna said teasingly.

"Knowing you, it could be anywhere," said Elsa, teasing back. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

She made her way out the door and down the hallway, searching for Kristoff. Not finding him anywhere in the family wing, she went down one floor, where she heard voices coming from the library. She peeked inside to see Kristoff and Fredrik conversing in low voices, their daughters on their laps. Both girls had fallen asleep in their fathers' laps, Kirsten's thumb in her mouth. Elsa cleared her throat quietly to get their attention.

When Kristoff saw Elsa standing in the doorway, he carefully laid Kirsten down and immediately stood up. "How is she?" he asked.

"She's fine," Elsa answered.

Kristoff breathed a sigh of relief. "And the baby?" he asked.

"She's just fine, too," Elsa said.

"She?" Kristoff asked.

Elsa nodded, smiling. "Congratulations, Kristoff," she said. "You have another beautiful baby girl."

Kristoff ran his hand through his hair distractedly, but he was smiling. "Wow," he said. "Another girl. Can I see them?"

"Of course," said Elsa, smiling.

"Thanks," said Kristoff. "Just let me put Kirsten down first." He gently scooped Kirsten into his arms.

"Oh, let me do that," said Elsa, holding out her arms for her niece. "You go see Anna."

"Well, okay, if you insist," said Kristoff hesitantly.

"I do," said Elsa, gently taking Kirsten from him. "Now, go see your wife and new daughter."

"Thanks, Elsa," said Kristoff, smiling at her.

"You're welcome," said Elsa. "Now get!" She flicked her fingers and a small gust of wind started pushing him down the hall.

"All right, I'm going, I'm going!" said Kristoff. Elsa just chuckled as he disappeared down the hall.

Fredrik came up beside her, still cradling a sleeping Bella. "You and your sister," he said. "Both of you are quite the handful."

Elsa just smiled at him.

Meanwhile, Kristoff had made his way upstairs to the family wing. He stopped just inside the doorway of his and Anna's bedroom. Anna was sitting up, propped against a few pillows, holding a small bundle of blankets. Her hair had come loose from its braids and was now a snarled mess around her shoulders. Her face shone with sweat, but Kristoff thought she had never looked more beautiful.

Anna looked up and smiled when she saw him standing there. "Kristoff, come meet your daughter," she said.

Kristoff smiled and made his way over to the side of the bed. He didn't feel nearly as awkward as when Kirsten had been born. He leaned down and gave her a sweet, lingering kiss.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you, too," said Anna. "Sit down." She patted the bed next to her and Kristoff sat down. "Where's Kirsten?"

"She fell asleep waiting for the new baby," Kristoff answered. "Elsa's putting her down for the night."

"That's okay," said Anna. "She can meet her in the morning."

Kristoff looked at the bundle in Anna's arms. "Can I hold her?" he asked.

"Of course," said Anna, smiling. "Here." She gently set the bundle of blankets in his arms.

Kristoff gazed down at his new daughter. "She's beautiful, Anna," he said softly.

"I think she looks more like you this time," said Anna. "Especially the color and shape of her eyes."

"But once again, she has your perfect little nose," said Kristoff, smiling.

Anna scoffed. "I'd hardly call it perfect," she said.

"Well, I think it is," said Kristoff, and he reached over and tapped her nose with his finger, making Anna giggle.

"We still have to name her," she said.

"I honestly haven't thought of any names," said Kristoff.

"Well, I named Kirsten, so it's your turn now," said Anna teasingly.

Kristoff thought for a moment, then he said, "Susanna."

"Susanna," Anna repeated softly. "It's perfect."

There was a knock on the door and Fredrik came in. "I hear we have a new little princess," he said, smiling. "Congratulations."

"Thanks," said Anna, smiling back. "And thank you for keeping Kristoff occupied. Lord knows it's easier when he's not hyperventilating over me, like last time."

"I was not hyperventilating!" said Kristoff defensively.

"Actually, from what I remember, you looked about ready to pass out," said Elsa's voice from behind him. "And truthfully, it is easier when the men aren't present."

"Speaking of men, I think it's my turn to hold the little princess," said Fredrik, and he gently took Susanna from her father. "Oh, look at you. Poor thing. You look just like your father."

Elsa smacked him. "Fredrik, that was not nice!" she scolded.

"Don't worry, I was just teasing," said Fredrik, smiling at her. "She's still beautiful."

"Teasing or not, I think it's my turn to hold her now," said Elsa, gently taking her niece from him.

"Wait a minute, I hardly got to hold her!" Fredrik protested.

"Well, after that last comment, I don't think you deserve to," said Elsa, starting to rock her niece back and forth. "Besides, I think she looks more like me." She smiled cheekily at him.

Fredrik just shook his head. "I feel that I have already lost this battle," he said.

Anna smiled. She didn't know just how much she loved everyone in this room, but as she watched the scene before her, she felt her heart burst and overflow with it. Nothing made her more happy than family. She would always love her family, no matter what.


Welcome, Susanna! Now, just so you know what to expect, I've planned this fic to have three chapters total. Next up will be Elsa and Fredrik welcoming their second child.

Cover image credit goes to himymRobinStinson on DeviantArt.

Thanks for reading! Another chapter coming soon! :)