For My Kingdom

A Frozen Fan Fiction

Chapter One:

Gifts for a Princess Bride

It was a glorious day for a wedding. As Elsa looked down from her bedroom window upon the preparations a smile played across her lips. The kingdom had been abuzz over the engagement since it was announced a few weeks prior. Foreign dignitaries would most certainly be present, though it should still be a fun as well as a momentous occasion. Even the servants setting up the décor for dinner (which was to be outdoors, as it was a gorgeous midsummer's afternoon) seemed thrilled for the royal wedding.

In Elsa's hands rested an elegant blue box wrought with silver trim. She looked down on the little trinket. It had been a gift from her mother on her eighteenth birthday, the year she and Elsa's father died at sea.

"Elsa?"

She turned around, torn away from her thoughts, to look at her sister. As Anna stepped out from behind the partition, Elsa's breath was taken away. She always knew that her little sister was beautiful, but in her wedding gown she was absolutely stunning. Her ginger hair was braided and wrapped around her head and her gown was a pristine white with a train that stretched out several feet behind her. Resting upon her brow was an intricately woven garland of myrtle leaves: a representation of the young woman's enduring innocence.

"How do I look?" Anna flushed pink and glanced down at her feet.

At her sister's flustered appearance, Elsa realized that she had just been staring and hadn't said anything. "Oh Anna..." a bright and gentle smile lit her eyes, "You are beautiful."

Anna looked back up at her sister and smiled in return. "Thanks, Elsa." she took a step forward to embrace her sister, but rather got her foot entangled in the train and with a shrill yelp, stumbled forward into her sister who subsequently caught her and narrowly avoided tumbling over herself like a pair of well-dressed, royal dominoes.

Elsa chuckled as Anna's cheeks once again began to glow. "Watch yourself, dear."

Anna grinned with embarrassment and giggled.

Elsa drew her sister up into her arms and held her tight for a moment. "I have something for you..." She said quietly and pulled away from Anna, holding out the blue box.

A brief expression of confusion and curiosity crossed Anna's face as she looked down at the heirloom and back up to Elsa. "What is it?"

Elsa smiled and placed the box in her hand. "It was our mother's... It's old... and it's blue..."

The young bride slowly flipped the catch and opened the lid and in a soft, red, velvet bed there laid a silver, man's ring on a chain. Polished to perfection, Anna could see the seal of Arendelle engraved upon it. It was their father's.

"Now that, that is borrowed. It belongs to whoever is king. However, as there is no king," Elsa grinned slyly, "it's not a problem for you to wear it on a necklace for your wedding, and though it isn't exactly new, I had it polished to look thus."

With a steady hand, Elsa lifted the ring from the box by its chain. Anna bowed her head to allow her sister to slide it over and around her neck. When she looked back up at her older sister, the ring rested at the center of her chest.

"Elsa, I…" Tears leaked from the grateful princess's eyes and the open box trembled in her hands.

Wiping away her sister's tears, Elsa smiled humbly. "There's more." Deftly, she removed the velvet pillow from the box and what lay beneath it were two coins: one silver and one gold.

Anna's tears began to overflow as she swept a finger over the faces of the coins. Traditionally, they were meant to be gifts from the father and mother of the bride, to symbolize that she would never "go without."

Softened evermore by her sister's reaction, Elsa continued in a softer voice, "The gold one is from me… As for the silver, Kristoff reintroduced me to Grand Pabbie, the troll chief who healed you so many years ago. He was more than happy to provide."

With great solemnity, Anna shut the box and set it on a table by the window. Lacking words, all she could get herself to do in that moment was wrap her sister in the warmest of hugs and whisper, "I love you, Elsa."

Elsa squeezed her as tightly as she dared, to avoid wrinkling the gown, and said, "I love you too, Anna. More than anything."