Kristoff quizzed her one day.
"What's my last name?" Anna was confused, but smiled benevolently.
"Bjorgman." He had nodded and continued. "Right. Favorite food?" Anna rolled her eyes and again replied with confidence. "You like carrots and hot stuff when you can get it."
"Right again. My shoe size?"
This question Anna found herself thinking on. Not nine, not ten, not eleven. Nothing over eleven, nothing under nine. "Is it ten… and a half?" Kristoff laughed and congratulated her on her memory. And then he got down on one knee, pulling out a ring box from his pants pocket.
"Marry me?"
Anna said yes.
So sorry for the shortness! I'll make the next one longer. Thanks for reading, and please R&R. Your time is much appreciated.