Five months after their wedding Emily stood on the balcony in there room. She wore a shirt the showed off her tattoos nicely, so her wife stood in the doorway and admired the women for a minute. She approached her and ran her fingers over the tattoos, tracing the leaf before running down to place her palm over the snowflake on her side.
"Something bothering you?" Elsa asked as she embraced her wife from behind.
"I don't know. I just have a weird feeling." Emily responding, never taking her eyes off the horizon.
"What do you mean?" Elsa whispered, growing more worried with every word she spoke.
"I feel like something's coming…"
"Is that why you can't take your eyes off the sea to look at me?" Elsa said as she softly turned the girls chin to look into her eyes. "Hey, everything is fine. Come to bed baby." Emily was helpless to resist her wife's puppy dog eyes and allowed herself to be dragged inside their room, dragged away from her old life of worry and pain and into her new one of happiness.
The next morning Emily woke to find the bed next to her empty, a quick look around showed that her wife was already up and dressed in her usual ice gown and standing across the room looking out the window. Emily rolled over to get a better view of the amazing woman she had married. Sometimes it was still hard for her to believe that this incredible person belonged to her.
"Good morning." Emily mumbled from her spot on the bed. Elsa, never taking her eyes off the window, mumbled out a greeting to the girl. Emily pushed herself out of bed and crossed the room to wrap her arms around Elsa's waist.
"You're up early." She said as the usual thrill coursed through her veins at the touch of her wife's body. She nuzzling Elsa's nose with her own.
"I have a lot of work to do today, long meetings." Elsa explained, allowing her arms to snake around her wife's neck. Emily brought her lips to the woman neck, softly nipping at the skin before running her tongue along the girls jaw line. "I actually have to get to work Em."
"Stay a little while." Emily whispered into her ear before biting her earlobe.
"Ugh you are so annoying." Elsa laughed at the girl. She felt Emily pushing her lightly towards the wall, pinning her against it to continue her assault on her wife's cold porcelain neck. A moan slipped from Elsa's lips as Emily bit her collarbone and ran her hand down Elsa's sides to grip her rear.
"You are so squirmy." Emily complained just as she captured Elsa's lips with hers. Tracing the cold lips in front of her with her tongue. They kissed for a while until Elsa pushed her wife off of her, remembering the meeting she was supposed to be in.
"I really have to leave Ems." She said and with a smile to her wife, she started to walk towards the door.
"Tease!" Emily yelled after her, smiling from ear to ear as she watched her wife's hips sway as she left the room. She flopped back onto the bed, burying her head in the pillows.
"Your majesty I think you are misunderstanding me." The adviser said to the very angry queen. "I mean no disrespect to you or your lovely wife, I am just repeating what we have heard in the village, the people are worried."
"What are their worries?" Elsa asked for the fourth time.
"One of the complaints would be the issue of an heir."
"I have explained that the second born child of my sister, Queen Anna of Torandale, will be in line to rule Arendelle." Elsa spat back at him. She realized what this meeting was about the second she walked through the door and the good mood that her wife had put her in quickly vanished.
"With all due respect your highness, Princess Anna is not even pregnant with her first child and you have a birthright printed on the forehead of her second. You better hope that that answer will sway the people for now." The advisor insisted. Now the queen was on her feet and pacing.
"What do you suggest I do then? I can't produce an heir myself." The queen stated
"Well not with your wife but..."
"Don't even finish that sentence or I swear I will throw you out of my home." Elsa said, now raising her voice at the man.
"Im sorry I really shouldn't have brought it up. I must go, please think about what I have said."
"You didn't say anything!" The queen pointed out but he was already gone, leaving a very distressed queen in his wake. She sat at her desk and cried for so long that she did not know if she could cry anymore. At the end of it she still did not have a solution to the problems she faced. She sat at her desk for the rest of the morning and stared at the papers in front of her. And that's where Emily found her hours later.
"Elsa, Gerda needs you to approve the decorations for the ball tomorrow." Emily said to her wife as she poked her head into the queen's study.
"Im really busy Ems, and with the summer festival right now, and the ball tomorrow, everything is just piling up. Can't you do it?" Elsa asked without looking up from her paper work.
"Well I did but apparently my keen eye for interior design isn't enough for her." The girl joked as she walked to stand behind the queen, slipping her arms around her neck, making Elsa shiver at her touch. Elsa had been working so hard lately, and now with the summer festival going on she couldn't even leave her study to enjoy it. "Come on, you could use the break anyway, you have been in here for almost five hours without one."
"Well we can't all leave our work till the last minute, Princess." Elsa smiled at her wife
"Hey that's Queen Consort to you." Emily smiled.
"Gerda will just have to wait and so will the decorations." Elsa said, the official tone returning to her voice. "Why don't you head down to town and check out the festival. I will meet up with you later."
"Fine, but don't work too hard okay. You deserve some fun too." Emily teased as she left the room.
Emily raced out of the castle and down to the village. She wandered through the crowded streets, dodging happy people and running children. Most locals recognised her as the queen's bride and nodded or smiled respectfully. She made her way down the streets, stopping at all the stalls and trying to spread her purchases between as many vendors as possible. Emily made sure to buy a bag of peppermint and chocolate sweets for her wife, seeing as they were her favorite. She even stopped to amuse some giddy children by making small flames burst from her palms and then dissolve into the air. The first scream came from behind her, in the direction of the docks. She didn't pay much attention until the second one came, this time a little closer. The children she was playing with scattered to find their parents and Emily stood to look for the source of the sound. She saw that a small crowd was beginning to gather near one of the docks and ran to see what was going on. By the time she reached the commotion the ring of people that surrounded whatever was causing the ruckus was thick and Emily had to push her way through to catch a glimpse. A man was trapped under one of the carriages they used to transport people from the docks to the castle. The top half of his body was sticking out from under it with his legs trapped under neither, he appeared to be unconscious and there were five men trying but failing to lift the carriage off of him.
"Stand back, I can get him." Emily said, with more certainty then she felt. She raised her hands and lit one part of the carriage ablaze. Many cries from the crowd were heard but she continued focussing, not letting the flames spread. She waited until the one side of the carriage was reduced to ash and with a wave of her hand the fire went out. The men then ran forward and lifted the, now much lighter, carriage off of the man. As they pulled him out his eyes began to flutter open.
"Are you okay? Do you need help?" Emily panted, out of breath from the use of her powers. The man glanced between Emily and the burnt carriage before realization dawned on his face.
"Thank you your highness." He sputtered out as he began to cough. Emily patted him on the back to stop his coughing fit. "How can I repay you?"
"No need to repay me. Just doing what I could." Emily stood and started to walk back towards the castle.
"At least let me buy you lunch?" The man said as he ran to catch up with her.
"I really need to get home. But have you heard of the ball tomorrow? I would be honored for you to be my guest. It is probable the least I can do since that was a royal carriage that almost killed you." Emily joked. With an agreement to come to the ball the man walked back to the group of workers he was with at the carriage.