A/N: This is a one-shot I came up with just so I could use a particular joke. Read on to see which one.

A winter's ball.

Elsa attended these functions mainly because of her station. And sometimes because Anna really wanted to see her big sister get all dressed up. It did make things easier to see her precious little sister light up every time she walked in wearing a new custom-made dress.

Cassandra hated these parties. She found them tedious and mostly boring. The only reason she was in attendance tonight was because Elsa insisted she join her. Contrary to popular belief, she could have said no to the queen. But something inside her convinced her otherwise.

As the party got started and the dancing commenced, Elsa took up her place near the improvised dais, making small talk with Anna. Cassandra stood off to the side, trying not to look too disgruntled. When Anna made her way over to the buffet to pilfer the chocolate selection, Elsa beckoned Cassandra to join her.

"You look wonderful," Elsa remarked, taking in Cassandra's pristine uniform. Her heart fluttered a bit at the sight of this woman looking every inch the soldier she was.

"Thank you," Cassandra replied before adding, "You look beautiful, as always." She turned her head in an attempt to hide the blush creeping into her cheeks. Despite the awkwardness between them, neither moved to leave the dais.

Anna returned moments later, her hands full of chocolate. Earning a mock disapproving look from Elsa, she held out one hand offering a selection that she knew her sister would love. Elsa took a few pieces before handing the rest to Cassandra, who quietly accepted the gift.

Sure enough, there were men who offered to dance with Elsa. Each time, she politely turned them down. As Anna knew full well, her sister did not dance. She sometimes added that Elsa was a bad dancer, more out of a nervous habit than anything. Eventually, the guests tired of courting the queen, and Anna moved on to join the dancing.

It was about an hour later when Anna saw it from across the room. She was chatting up her friends - all fellow princesses - when she noticed Elsa saying something to Cassandra with her hand outstretched. She watched as Cassandra hesitantly took her hand and, to her surprise, followed as Elsa led her onto the dance floor. The crowd made ample room for the queen, with many heads turning to see who she had chosen for a dance partner. The room grew quieter as people realized who was now nervously placing her hand on the queen's waist. Anna could tell that Cassandra was petrified; she reckoned Elsa was not feeling much better.

Nevertheless, when the music began, the two women began to slowly move about the middle of the floor. Gradually, the tension eased and their movements became smoother. Anna couldn't help but grin at the sight of her sister dancing and seemingly at ease for the first time all night. She barely suppressed a squeal when Elsa unexpectedly drew closer to Cassandra so that there was hardly any space between their bodies and they settled for a slow shuffle.

A distinguished looking gentleman standing was standing near Anna when he observed, "My, the queen seems to have become good friends with that strapping young miss in the uniform."

An older lady turned her head, giving him an exasperated stare before she quipped, "Harold, they're lesbians."

Anna had never laughed so hard for two minutes in her entire life.

Yes I came up with this one-shot just so I could use that joke. Having seen Carol, I figured I had to use that meme.