So, this is a short on what I think would happen to Elsa when she takes an obligatory stroll in town. I'm basing it on my headcanon that Elsa has peeps that acknowledge how attractive and other great qualities of a young ruler...so she'd have eyes on her. And Elsa is probably a modest person and she gets bombarded with praise.

Disclaimer: Disney owns Frozen and its awesomesauce characters.

Accumulation

One-shot

"Calm down, Anna. I'm sure Elsa had a great morning."

"I know, Kristoff, but we haven't seen her yet!"

He nodded, and the pair returned their gaze towards the castle doors. It was open with radiance filtering through wispy clouds, and beyond the gates, were the people.

They packed the streets, donning light clothing and cheeky grins as they gave off a tender vibe Kristoff savored from afar.

And there were the couples, joyful. Kristoff turned to Anna, and before he could ask their plans for the day, she was dashing down the cobblestone, calling the queen's name. He followed the lively girl with his own grin.

He blinked at familiar figure striding in the path, their face obscured in a pile that towered above where the head would be.

Kristoff reached the royal sisters during a quick-fire discussion, Anna gradually brightening at the words the older sister murmured behind various bouquets of roses and chocolate boxes. The flowers ranged between colors of the rainbow, he noted.

Anna spun and tugged him alongside her. "You won't believe what Elsa did today."

Kristoff rolled his eyes and pointed to the pile. "She had a blast." Even if Elsa couldn't see, he turned to her. "You did, right?"

"Well…" the queen's voice trailed off. With difficulty, her face came into view as she set the pile of bouquets onto the floor, her face flaring. "I never expected to get this much attention. And admirers."

"Don't forget the chocolate." Anna pointed out, beaming. "The people love you for what you've done for them, and probably these were one of the best ways they could show that."

Then she paused. "Wait, what do you mean by admirers?"

If it was possible, the young queen's already rosy face became more crimson. Above her head, a large flurry popped out of nowhere.

"…There was a crowd."

I did my best to convey a mini-headcanon (or is this simply a headcanon? I really don't know) of Elsa who may or may not have a group of people appreciating her...makes me think of the few episodes I watched of 'Ouran High School Host Club'.

The roses? I'm sure Elsa got tons of them, enough for a garden (eek) and most red, then pinks, lavenders (wiggles eyebrows), orange and maybe a few peaches. And the townspeople who fancied her heard the rumors that their ruler loved chocolate, and so...Switzerland might have gotten a boom out of that, but my history (of the Swiss) is very skewed.

I hope this was Valentine-ish! I can accept constructive criticism and other reviews.