I don't own this stuff but I do love it with all my heart. Tell me what you think. I've had thoughts of developing it into the time and events of when Frozen takes place! Thanks peps!
Kristoff's blood was pulsating in his veins as he shifted from one foot to the other. He didn't have a lot of experience with people much less royalty, yet here he was inside the castle walls along with his reindeer Sven and sled, which was loaded down with huge ice blocks fresh from the frozen mountain lakes far above the kingdom of Arendelle.
"They expect you not to talk to anyone but the person they send out to unload," Kristoff remembered the elder ice harvester explaining the castle protocol to him. "Not likely you'll see anyone besides them anyways."
Kristoff had been sure that this would be quick and easy, yet as he looked around and saw no one he was unsure of what to do. The tall walls that fenced in the castle were intimidating. Just being in the place made him straighten his back and stand a little taller as if the castle walls were assessing his posture. He rubbed a stain on his pants half hoping he could magically make it disappear. He had never been a "civilization" kinda person. He preferred the solitary life that mountains offered him where he could scratch and spit and slump without any judgment. Well his reindeer Sven might judge a little, but he was just as mangy as Kristoff.
"Where's Borkin?" A gruff voice greeted him. Kristoff turned around to find a stocky beard man examine his ice blocks.
"Still on the mountain." the man did not look up and Kristoff could only guess that he was mentally measuring the ice the, for the man had closed one eye and had placed his hands on either side of the ice block and had brought them up so he could see the distance in between them.
"Spose these'll do. Wait here." He announced after several moments and Kristoff nodded even though the man didn't wait for an answer. As Kristoff watched the man retreat back into the castle he took off his cap and ran a hand through his unruly blond hair. It always surprised him how much a few feet in altitude could make in temperature. Down here in Arendelle it was almost downright hot.
He had expected the little man to return quickly and after waiting for what felt like eons in the sun he began to feel frustrated. Kristoff had seated himself his sled to wait when he noticed a girl slipping out a side door looking behind her shoulder. The girls coppery hair caught the sunlight and he could make out freckles scattered across her face. She had the front of her green dress turned up and she was using it as a makeshift basket. She had yet to see him as she slipped down the wall where she took a seat and admire whatever she had smuggled out with her. Her face lit up as she picked up what Kristoff could tell was a cookie, then promptly stuffed the whole thing into her face. Her checks were stuff so full she resembled one of the mountain squirrels he ofter saw eating huge acorns. She struggled to swallow her cookie then stopped briefly to listen again before eating another. He wondered if these cookies were stolen goods.
Kristoff was not sure what to make of this display. She was so focused on her cookies and listening to the door she only realized he was there when his reindeer huffed. This caused her eyes to double in size as she made eye contact with him. Her mouth was still full but she momentarily stopped chewing. She quickly stood up making sure none of the cookies had fallen out of her dress and walked over to Kristoff still chewing but it seemed she was doing her best to chew it a little faster than before.
"Hello," she said with a full mouth, at least thats what kristoff guessed she had said. She did her best to quickly finish chewing and took a giant swallow. He checks were bright red, clearly she was embarrassed. As she swallowed her bite she chocking a little and pounded a fist to her chest as if to help it go down. "You saw that whole display huh," She asked him a little defeated, though it was more of a statement. He nodded and couldn't help the small smile that appeared on his lips. This was not the sort of behavior he had expected to encounter at the castle today. She promptly brushed a few crumbs off the front of her dress now doing her best, he thought, to appear slightly more lady like. She straightened her back and lifted her chin up. After what he had just witnessed he wasn't so sure she could pull off sophisticated but she was going to try. He lifted his eyebrows as she cleared her throat. "I see you are delivering the ice today. Doesn't Borkin...right Borkin?" Her voice momentarily lost its refinement as she questioned if she had gotten the name right and then waited for his nod of approval that she had before continuing, "That Borking usually brings." He could tell she was doing her best to sound impressive even as she stood there with, what Krisoff could estimate, were at least ten more cookies inside of her dress. Her blush grew redder. Kristoff found this somehow endearing.
"Borkin's has generously bestowed me the job of delivering the castle ice today." Kristoff replied willing to play along with this civilized manner of speaking even if he did let some sarcasm escape. He knew it was not so much generosity as it was the old man wanting a break from the constant delivery trips Aredell and had ordered a grumbling Kristoff to do it.
"Princess Anna!" The short little man interrupted as he had at last retuned. Anna's attempted poise quickly dissipated at she saw the man shuffling over to them. She adapted a guilty smile as she waved. "Back to the castle with ya! Ya shouldn't be out here with this sort of unsavory and smelly character." Kristoff furrowed his brown. Smelly? She nodded and began to leave as the man sat down a pile of papers to sort through. He saw her stop for a brief moment to sneakily feed a hungry Sven a cookie before disappeared back into the door which she had come from.
"Princess?" Kristoff thought to himself a bit surprised. He looked over the man's balding head as if he could see through the door she had disappeared behind. The royal family was rarely seen and rumors about them ran rampant, especially about the two princess. He'd once heard the woman who sold wool at the market say that they were so ugly, anyone who had seen them fainted, but the girl he had seen certainly wasn't ugly. Odd to be sure, but not ugly. It was only when the little man handed Kristoff an order for the next delivery did he look away from the door. Maybe he didn't need to be so nervous about meeting royalty when they ran around eating whole cookies in one bite.