Copyright © 2013 by Audrey W.
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PROLOGUE

"All. My. Work."

"I did the balloons!"

Elsa smirked.

"Exactly my point. They're not even balloons. They're ice crystal chandeliers."

"Oh."

Anna scuffed her feet against the marble floor and cocked her head, searching for an excuse.

Elsa folded her arms daintily across her chest and gazed regally at her fumbling sister, lips curving up as she surveyed the room she had so painstakingly decorated.

The walls glistened with ice, catching the light in points of purple and green. Elaborate patterns of frost blossomed across the ceiling, coating the ballroom in a shimmering, gauzy layer. At this, Elsa felt a seed of pride blossom inside her- having ice powers wasn't always a bad thing.

The foyer was strewn with fairy lights, and servants were already carting in the food.

Roast chicken, golden and steaming, was heaped on a platter amongst plates of salad, cheese and bread. Fancy wine glasses were lined up along the pink silk tablecloth, ready to be filled with exotic concoctions of all kinds. The ballroom, now empty and pristine, would soon be filled with throngs of feverish people.

Elsa smiled widely.

Anna was still racking her mind. She had to win this one against her sister. She had to have the last laugh. She had to cease this awkwardness- Deep inside, she knew her sister had done most of he work for her wedding, and she loved Elsa for it.

Her wedding! Wedding! Kristoff! Kristoff? Anna's eyes flew open and she gazed at her reflection in the mirror- and promptly regretted it. Her rich brown hair was dull and sticking up in all directions, and the smudged hem of her nightgown lay limply on the floor. She swore she could see a spiderweb on her cheek- her wedding! Thoughts flew through her head, gathering speed and tumbling into a panicked cyclone of jumbled words and scenes. It was her wedding, and she looked horrible!

She faced Elsa. "You win. I have to go. Go get ready for my-" she choked on the word, not used to the fact that she had an actual fiancé and was actually going to say her wedding vows in a few hours. Elsa tilted her head and smiled fondly at her sister. Placing one hand on the her sister's slender back, she swept up the steps and guided Anna to her dressing room.

"I'll make sure it's all perfect," Elsa promised, snowflakes already hovering at her fingertips.

Anna emerged- simply put, not Anna. Outwardly, no trace of the original, awkward, clumsy Anna remained. A beautiful young woman stood in her place.

Her rich golden brown hair was twisted up into an elegant bun, fixed in place with an emerald clasp. A few loose curls framed her jaw, and tumbled down to rest on a gently curved neckline. Eyes, sparkling with mischief and a hint of fear, blinked above a slender nose and red lips.

And if one were to look at her with a critical eye for fashion, one would not be disappointed. In fact, one would wonder where Anna got the icy lace on the borders of her emerald dress from. One would admire the form fitting dress that clung tightly to Anna's waist and flared out gently at her thighs, and marvel at how the colour set off the flecks of green in her wide eyes. In short, one would be stunned.

And so was Kristoff as Anna tried not to trip down the aisle. She may have looked like a different person on the outside, but she was still a hundred percent Anna inside. To Anna, the cheering people and loving expression on her sister's face was just a blur. All she could see were his eyes. They were filled with love.

The music reached a crescendo as she made her way to his side, and she tried not to shift under his intense gaze. He lifted her chin and whispered the same words he had exclaimed months before, "I could kiss you." Anna was in a daze until the priest cleared his throat, and the ceremony began.

Anna, to her surprise, spoke smoothly as she recited her vows, which was an accomplishment in itself. To her even greater surprise, she didn't stammer in embarrassment when they were pronounced man and wife- she was too overwhelmed with a happiness that was beautiful and terrifying. She simply leant over and knew, instinctively, that all their previous kisses would be pale in comparison.

The kiss was passionate, hungry; her fingers twining in his blond hair as she pressed her body to his. Their lips moved in sync, her eyes fluttering, spots of color rising in her cheeks. She was swept up in a wave of dizzy delight, never wanting it to end. Elsa gaped for a moment, then placed a hand demurely to her mouth and sniggered.

Waving her fingers, she sent a small gust of icy air in Anna and Kristoff's way, and they broke apart with their cheeks flushed. Cheers resounded across the hall, and the newly wed couple was carried off in a wave of people, Elsa proudly watching over them both.

Elsa waved as the carriage clattered off, bringing Anna, who was engulfed in Kristoff's arms, with it. Her little sister, the one who invented their secret code of knocking on the door in a certain sequence, the one who always loved her even when she was cold and distant, the one who was so happy to wake up each morning and be alive- was married! She was glad, but she wondered if she'd ever be able to love a man the way Anna did. Probably not, she sighed, her breath crystallizing in the crisp winter air.

Probably not.

A/N:

Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed the prologue. All writes go to Disney- I do not own any of the characters in THIS chapter. Feel free to review and/or favorite! (Constructive criticism is totally NOT welcome- I fly into a rage whenever I see so much as a negative word. You can't even say no to me. I become hysterical.)

Yes, that was sarcasm.

I'll upload chapter 1 next year.

Stay tuned. :) - that is an alluring smirk

-Audrey