Frozen - Royalty Love (All thanks to my good friend drunk-on-disappointment to make this story happen!)
This is a AU; Few weeks after the events, Hans get sent back to southern isles to his sister who is Queen who is tremendously angered by Han's behaviour…But hold on? There is a secret about her past... This has some Kristanna and also Elsa x OC - come on guys I' m sure we want Elsa to be happy too :D (Hans hasn't got 12 brothers, as this is an alternative storyline, hope you guys enjoy!)
"You did what?!"
A tall, young woman with golden brown skin paced back and forth across the library floors, running a hand through her short, curly hair. She had been doing paperwork before the doors had slammed open, revealing a guard with the Arendelle crest on his uniform. Hans had followed close him behind, accompanied by two additional guards. The Queen of the Southern Isles glanced at the state of her brother, now standing in front of her, and allowed a sigh to escape her lips, wishing she had never sent him to Arendelle in the first place.
The Southern Isles was quite astonished that royalty such as the Bumpstead Anderson adopted the young woman. The royal family went against laws and regulations but fought against them, winning against the outlaw.
Her heritage was unknown as she was found at a brothel at the age of four doing nothing but cleaning. Her foster father had sent Hans to a social school where he learned to socialise. He had become best friends with the girl and learned to love her as a sibling. After Elizabeth, his wife, was unable to have more children, he found himself to love this lone child as his own daughter and took her under his own wing.
When Farrah heard of Queen's Elsa's coronation, she was solemnly unable to participate and join Hans in his sails to accompany and witness the wonderful event due to the funeral of her foster parents Alec James Bumpstead Anderson and Elizabeth Bumpstead Anderson. So in due respects, Hans went on the family's behalf to send their regards and best wishes to the Queen of Arendelle.
When news come about of what had happened in Arendelle and what Hans had tried to accomplish, Farrah couldn't stop the disappointed from flooding her chest. She didn't want to look like an enemy to the queen, yet her brother's selfishness to try to woo Princess Anna, steal the throne and murder the Queen boiled her blood and seemed to destroy their friendly appearance.
"But Farrah, you're a woman who can control yourself! The queen can't! She might end up killing-" Hans sentence was cut short when he witnessed his sister putting her silver suited jacket, along with a chain necklace that was a symbol of her royal status.
"Darling, where are you going?" Sadia, her minister of the kingdom, asked as she watched Farrah walk towards the door with Hans by her side.
"Whether Hans Christian Bunpstead Anderson likes it or not, I'm going back to Arendelle to apologise to the Queen and the rest of Arendelle," Farrah stated sternly, resting her hands on her brother's shoulders with disappointment written on her face as Hans whined childishly. She turned around to give a quick glance at her friend, who only smiled and nodded her head in understanding while her brother put his head down in shame.
"I'll take care of the kingdom while you're gone, your majesty," Sadia reassured the Queen before she disappeared through the doors.
3 days later – Arendelle (Library headquarters of Queen Elsa's castle)
"Who?" Elsa questioned the butler of the palace, Kai.
"Queen Farrah," he replied.
"My apologies Kai, but who is this young woman?" Elsa asked with surprised in her voice. She had never heard of a queen travelling miles away just to see her, or anyone for that matter. Of course, she had heard of prince's visiting but only in an attempt to "woo" her.
"She's the Queen of the Southern Isles," Kai continued, breaking Elsa out of her thoughts.
"So that means Han's lied about being a prince?" Anna questioned. Elsa turned towards her sister's direction with a small frown, causing Anna to realise that she had interrupted the butler. She uttered a sincere apology with a smile and Elsa nodded, both in accepting the apology and for Kai to continue.
"Oh he is a prince. His parent's funeral was the same day of your coronation," Kai said, gesturing toward the blonde. "Queen Farrah couldn't attend your ceremony, so she sent Prince Hans on her behalf of the royal blood to show respect and honour.
"And yes, before you ask, the name Farrah is foreign in the English term. She is the adopted daughter of Elizabeth and Alec James Anderson Bumpstead...the rest of her past is unknown but it is rumoured she has witchcraft in her blood," Kai emphasised the word "witchcraft". Elsa felt her eyes grow wide as she heard the last part. Adopted? Witchcraft? That means the Queen has powers? Like her? How? She had grown up thinking she was the only one to be possessed with this type of power but now, she knew there were others. But wait? Kai had said it was rumoured.
There were so many questions running through her head that the Queen hadn't realised that someone was knocking on the other side of the library door.
"Your majesty? It's Gerda. The Highness of the Southern Isles is here," the woman said, her voice floating through the cracks in the two golden wooden doors.
"Thank you Gerda. Where is she seated?" Elsa asked before getting up and sorting out her nicely fitted blue dress.
"She's in the garden, your highness. She would like to have a word outside if possible," Elsa raised one of her brows in question and glanced at Kai and Anna, both of them with the same confused look on their faces.
Farrah awaited in the gardens of the royal palace, rather surprised that her initial timing of getting here in three days was correct. For once, she felt as though time was on her side. It had been three weeks since she's been queen now - three weeks or more. She never guessed that the difficulty and the challenges were this unbearable, especially the paperwork. She shook her head, thankfully she was capable of doing the writing other ways when she got tired.
She scrunched her stinging nose, wondering why she chose to talk to the Queen in the gardens, especially when it was the middle of winter. The cold never bothered her, as she was a cold-blooded wizard, but she still didn't appreciate being surrounded by plants that caused her hayfever to go haywire. Soon, her nose started to itch more intensely and she couldn't contain her large sneeze.
"Bless you, your grace," Farrah heard a voice say. She opened her eyes and gasped slightly at whom she saw.
Right in front of her stood a beautiful young queen, skin as pale as snow with beautiful blue eyes. She had a slender figure and blonde hair that was absolutely stunning. Farrah couldn't believe that Hans had wanted to kill her.
"I'm Queen Elsa of Arendelle. It's a pleasure to meet you," she said. The blonde queen was about to curtsey but stopped when Farrah put her hand up.
"Pleasure is all mine, your majesty," she replied. Farrah took her hand, bringing it to her mouth and giving it an appropriate kiss on the back.
"Please call me Elsa, your grace," She assured as they sat alone in the garden.
"And please call me Farrah," she replied, witnessing the pale queen's cheeks go slightly red.
"I hope your travel to Arendelle was pleasant, Farrah," She said in her sweet, melodic voice.
"It was indeed. Nothing like the old fashioned feel-sick-on-the-boat-and-keep-your-guards-working-hard kind of journey," the Queen of the Southern Isles joked, causing the other woman besides her to giggle behind her hand.
"Why have you come so far?" she asked, trying not to sound too harsh.
"Well Elsa, I heard what happened between you and Hans," she started, sighing lightly. "He didn't tell me directly but… let's just say I'm a little psychic." She paused and looked over at the woman. When she saw that she was still listening intently, Farrah began again.
"I heard about how he had treated you and your sister, Princess Anna, and I took it upon myself to travel here to solemnly apologise for my brother's horrible behaviour. If I had known he was going to behave the way he did, I would have stopped him and helped you to control your powers." She stopped then, seeing the sincere and appreciative look written on Elsa's face.
"I thank you for travelling all this way, but I wouldn't have wanted you to go through all that travel. A simple letter would have been enough," Elsa replied, as she stared into golden brown eyes. She gasped a little when she realized the beauty held behind those eyes captivated her. Without realization, she bit her lip in an urge to kiss the queen in front of her. Why she wanted to kiss the magnificent goddess in front of her all of a sudden bewildered her. She was captivated by the handsome, masculine body the queen in front of her had; tall and beautiful with golden skin and captivating eyes, slim yet a strong build.
"It would have been disrespectful on my behalf not to apologize in person Elsa," Farrah urged on, smiling at the young queen in front of her. She saw the look the Queen of Arendelle was giving her and couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this beautiful queen writhing beneath her. She had no idea why these thoughts were crawling up her mind so suddenly.
Quick, just apologize and go home before you lose control and force the queen to writhe beneath you. Mother Nature couldn't have picked out the worse day for this to happen, Farrah thought to herself."Will you been staying for dinner, my grace?" Elsa asked, trying to remain calm and regain her composure.
"Actually your majesty, instead of having you go through all that trouble, I may just take my lead," Queen Farrah replied back apologetically and Elsa couldn't help but feel as if it was an excuse to get away from her. She had no idea why. She desperately hoped in wasn't something she did, but in the back of her head, she had no idea why she was suddenly caring this much.
"Act of true love," a voice sung out. Both Farrah and Elsa pretended they didn't hear the voice through the rushing winds. When Elsa turned away to find her snowman Olaf, she allowed a sigh to escape her lips, the blush on her cheeks disappearing.
"Elsa! Thank goodness you're alright," the snowman happily danced. Elsa knelt beside the snowman.
"Why wouldn't I be Olaf?" Elsa asked confusingly, her hand coming in front of her mouth to hide her embarrassed giggles.
"Your grace, this is Olaf," the Queen introduced to Farrah, who knelt next to the queen, her hands slightly brushing against Elsa's.
"Hi...I'm Farrah, the Queen of the Southern Isles," she introduced, tapping Olaf's carrot nose, who laughed at the silly attention. This queen obviously had never dealt with a small snowman in her life.
"Majesty!" Both Farrah and Elsa swung up to their feet. When they got up, Elsa felt the heel of her shoes snap. She bit back a cry as she realised she got up in a way that twisted her ankle. Farrah turned around, finding one of her guards running up to her through the gardens.
"Yes Connor?" The tall male stood around 6'5 feet tall. Today, he wore the same exact suit as his grace expect for three different badges to indicate that he one of the knights in command.
"The ship needs to go through major repairs," he informed the Queen. "It's been badly damaged and we don't understand how, but it looks like we are going to be here for a few weeks before setting out again," Connor stated, watching as Queen Farrah's facial expressions dropped to a very thoughtful yet sinister look.
"Alright Captain, the shots are in your hands. Let the others know I want them in their best behaviour. I'm sure they wouldn't want to test me like my dear old brother has," Farrah said. It wasn't a threat and the captain knew that; it was her talking to him as a friend to warn the others about what punishment will linger if they misbehaved in Arendelle.
"And make sure my chambers are ready for me back at the ship," she continued, still oblivious to Elsa's pain.
"No need for that, your grace," Elsa quickly interrupted. "You're also a queen so you will be treated as one in Arendelle too. You can sleep in the guest bedrooms,"
"Your majesty-" Farrah objected until Elsa continued on.
"It's an order." Elsa stated. Farrah stared at the beauty in front of her and smiled.
"As you wish," she bowed to the queen and nodded her head to her Captain, who bowed in respect to the both of them before disappearing.
"This is great! A new friend!" Olaf screamed in delight, causing Farrah to jump, completely forgetting that he was listening in on their conversation. Both of them didn't notice Elsa struggling to get up behind them until her ankle gave out, causing her to topple forward.
"Oh my goodness! Elsa, are you okay?" Olaf exclaimed as witnessed his queen falling. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Olaf watched as Farrah ran to the rescue. Before Elsa'a head could fatally touch the ground, tan arms were wrapped around Elsa's waist, Farrah's elbow supporting Elsa's head.
"Elsa, tell me where the pain is?" Farrah questioned quickly. She knew that a young queen would only loose her balance if she was in pain and stood in the same place for a certain amount of time. Elsa had no time to look back in confusion on how the Indian queen in front of her acknowledged her distress but shrugged it off.
"Sorry, I didn't mean for this my grace. I twisted my ankle," Elsa stated, her face red with embarrassment. It was always her sister being clumsy...not her, never her. Elsa moaned when she felt warm electrical hands touch her ankle. She stared at the Indian queen - blue crystal eyes looking deep into deep chocolate brown ones. Before she realized it, both her hands touching the beautiful golden cheeks of the queen, analysing the woman's facial features and she moaned again when she felt her bones of the ankle being put back into place by a single touch.
Soon, Elsa's eyes went wide in realisation of what exactly was happening to her ankle. When the Indian queen saw the confusion and shock in Elsa's eyes, she did the last thing that was expected. She placed her hands on the queens forehead, instantly causing her eyes to close, a light snore beginning in the throat of the beautiful figure.
"Sorry my queen, but I can't have you knowledge what I'm capable of," Farrah whispered into the woman's ears as she placed her arm underneath the queen's knees and carried her bridal style back into the castle.
But then a sudden realisation had hit her. She had no idea what she would tell Kai. She knew that he was also responsible for the protection of the Queen and Princess and the thought of what he would do shook her to her very core.
"Errm, sorry sir but she slipped and fell so I caught her before she hit the floor and collapsed from the shock? Hmm… sounds believable doesn't it, beautiful?" Farrah asked the sleeping blonde in her arms, who only just smiled in her sleep as in to agree to Farrah.
It was dark in the village, only the shining of the moon showed the shadows of the two human beings walking quietly and peacefully.
"Mummy, where are you taking me?!" A little Indian girl asked excitedly. She smiled at the woman carrying her and she only stared back at the girl with guilt swimming in her eyes.
"Baby, I got to go work, so Auntie Meg will take care of you, okay?" an older woman with the same resemblance as the little girl stated. She had long black hair, emerald coloured eyes and skin as pale as snow.
"Why are you taking me back in that horrible place? I don't want to go back there!" the girl cried in the woman's arms. The older woman only hugged her for one last moment in guilt and sorrow. She could only wish that things were different, if only the little girl knew that and could understand, but that was impossible for a small child of four to do.
"I'm sorry, but always remember that mummy loves you," the woman stated before kissing the little girl's tear-streaked face.
"Mommy! Mommy, mommy! Mommy!" the little girl screamed before being sucked into total darkness. She screamed out in pain, her clothes being shredded to pieces while her mummy disappeared into a deep hole. She tried to run after her mum. She ran and ran until she suddenly felt herself fall into a fire of pain.
Elsa swung up and screamed in despair, sweat covering her face and her chest heaving with each breath. She didn't recognize that girl at all, but she knew that she wasn't royalty.
Elsa sat up, trying to recall what happened. She turned her head slightly towards her window, realizing that she was in her bedchambers. She brought a hand to her head, rubbing her temple as she tried to figure out how she got there. Her thoughts disappeared when she realised that it was still light outside, possibly around mid afternoon.
All she remembered was that Queen Farrah from the Southern Isles had arrived and they had spoken outside in the gardens. Farrah had apologising, Olaf had appearing, Captain Connor had stated that the queen was staying for a few weeks and then she twisted her ankle.
Her eyes went wide in anticipation.
She had to find Olaf. Now.
A/N - Leave comments and let me know what you all think :D please no hate on this story.
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