Author's Note:

Hey guys! Hope you enjoy the first chapter! Also, I would appreciate it if you guys could give me a tip or two. The chapters might be slightly shorter than most so...

Thanks! -Diana

Chapter One: Surprises

Elsa's POV

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead." I laugh as I sprinkle a little bit of snow on Jack's nose. His nose scrunches as the snowflakes tickle his nose and he waves them away. "Leave me alone." he mumbles, still clearly half asleep.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you know it's a special day today. And you better get out of here before Father sees you." I answer knowingly.

He sits up on the bed and he faces me. His baby blues are wide open. "Wait it is? What day is it?" he asks. I hesitate, saddened for a moment. Doesn't he remember? I smile halfheartedly. "You know..." I trail off, hoping he remembers. A few moments pass and I'm left hanging, Jack looking at me with those sweet blue eyes looking very confused.

I sigh. "Never mind." I turn around so he won't see my evolving tears. He doesn't even remember... I straighten up, my tears vanishing. Nonetheless, I am a princess and I have duties to perform. That includes getting dressed. I turn around again and am about to command Jack to turn his back when-

"Gotcha!" Jack laughs and leans forward to kiss me on the lips. I am taken aback. What did he mean?

"Of course I remembered our anniversary, Elsa!" he grins. I beam. That trickster. "So," I lean in close, smiling and tapping his nose playfully. "Have any surprises for your girlfriend?" Jack shrugs. "You'll just have to find out after you survive your father." He answers, smiling devilishly.

I straighten, giggling. "Fine." I go to my mirror and was about to untangle my braid before I spot a pair of pajamas. Jack's pajamas.

I sigh, taking the outfit. "Will you ever wear this?" I ask, slightly exasperated. Jack shakes his head, as always. "Nope. I don't take a liking in night clothes, you know that." I nod and watch him as he puts on his trademark frosty blue sweatshirt and grabs his shepherd's staff.

I wait for him to go out the window and wait as I get changed, but he doesn't. He just leans back on the wall and whistles a simple melody. I narrow my eyes, smoldering.

"Go." I say, pointing out the window. Jack smiles at me. "I think I'll just wait here for today.." I shake my head and sigh as I walk over to him and start to push him towards the window. It takes awhile, but I get him out on the roof. "Hey, hey, hey!" he pleads in vain. "Don't even think about it." I answer, laughing and close the window and the curtains.

I open my closet, taking in the choices I have for today. I wanted to look special for our anniversary, but not too sophisticated so my father won't suspect anything.

A beige dress with black pearls sewed all over? Too fancy.

A grey dress with white lace rimmed on the bottom and top? Too plain.

"Hmm..." I rack through the outfits at an exhilarating speed. Finally, I found one. The one.

It was beautiful. I slip it on and gaze at my self in the mirror.

I looked ravishing. The light blue dress is perfect with my skin tone, and if I let my blonde hair down, I would be breath-taking. It wasn't strapless though; the strap that went over my shoulders and around my neck was made of pearl. I choose to keep my hair in a braid bun and dab a little blush. I went over to the full-body mirror and knew Jack would be star-struck when he sees me.

Jack. I completely forgot about him.

Hurrying to the window embarrassed, I open the window and unlock the hatch. Jack enters, and his eyes widen at the sight of me. He looks up and down at me, taking in the beauty. I smile and blush. "Do you like it?" I ask softly. Jack beams and lifts me up in the air, twirling around. "Of course! You look so-"

Knock, knock.

"Your Highness? The King requests your presence at his boudoir right away." a maid says. Jack quickly puts me down and whispers. "After you're done, meet me at our usual place." I nod and see him off as he took off into the cold, crispy morning.

As casually as I could, I walk over to the entrance and open the door, looking as formal as I could. The maid bows as soon as she sees me. I nod as acknowledgment to her gesture and make my way to my father's boudoir.

The hallways were dark as always, the same maids and guards all bowed briefly to me, but I couldn't care less.

I swiftly entered the bedchamber of my father. I made quite an entrance. The King is looking out the window, looking stunning in his black medal-studded uniform. His crown sat neatly on his white streaked red hair. "Elsa." He said and turns to me, eyes shining. I put a strained smile and walk over to him in a respective manner.

The King comes over to me and grabs my shoulders.

"Prince Leopold of Gardenia has proposed a marriage for your hand!"

So that's it! My first chapter :) Just tell me if you think the chapter was too short and I can make it longer. Thanks!