Hi guys!
This is my first story so don't expect too much! The facts in this aren't 100% correct but they'll have to do. Also in this I kinda made Jack 22 as well. Oh and the paragraphs are weird because I never really know when to end them so just go with it! Some of the lines are really cringey but I was to lazy to change so sorrrryyy xx
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Chapter 1 : My Hero
"The roses are here Your Majesty" Egnor said as he scribbled something down on his checklist.
"Brilliant" I replied. "Go to Kristoff in the ballroom, he knows where they're meant to go"
"Of course m'lady" Egnor said and he left.
I turned my attention back to my vanity. I just finished plaiting my hair and I was about to put on my dress. I insisted that all of my maids take the night off because I fully capable to wash and dress myself without help. I'm 22 for goodness sake! I just got out of the bath and I was dressed in my robe. I looked over at the ballgown hanging off the edge of my four poster bed. I couldn't help but be amazed by it. Genove was incredible. She made the most beautiful dresses. It was a very pale blue with delicate lace work up it. It had 3/4 length sleeves and it had buttons that ran from the back of my neck to the small of my back.
I slipped it on over my head and called for Anna to button it up. I kept calling her but she didn't come. I gave up and slumped down on my bed.
"I heard you need a hero my Queen" I heard a familiar voice say in a mocking tone.
I looked up and saw Jack standing at the door. He gave up on his hoodie and brown pants and was wearing a smart Prince suit that was blue. His playful blue eyes were sparkling and he was doing the cute smirk that I've grown to love.
"You weren't exactly the hero I was hoping for" I laughed gently. He joined in and came over to me.
"Harsh m'lady. Words hurt" he said pretending to clasp his heart in agony.
I began to laugh again and this time he joined in.
"Well, now that you're here, could you button up my dress?" I asked him.
"Why of course Your Highness. High Queen of Arendalle, Her Majesty, Ice Queen extraordinaire , keeper of th-" I gave him a playful kick which made him get up off his knees from his bowing position.
We both laughed for a moment. "I actually will button up your dress though" he said smiling.
I stood up and turned around. He worked quickly and quietly, fluttering his fingers over every button. Shivers went down my spine and butterflies arose in my stomach. I had this feeling every time I'm around Jack since we met 2 years ago when he was up on the mountain after my coronation when I accidentally froze Arendalle. We weren't going out but we had grown fond of each other and were very good friends. Still, I couldn't shake off the jittery feeling he gave me nor could I deny my feelings for him had grown stronger. I might tell him how I feel about him tonight... I can't stand waiting any longer.
"All done" he said as he stood back. "Give us a twirl Els"
I spun around in the dress admiring the way it flowed. I stopped spinning and looked at Jack. He was staring at me with his glittering blue eyes. I couldn't help but feel a connection.
"Whatd'ya think?" I asked keeping eye contact.
"You look beautiful" he said and I could feel myself blush. He chuckled quietly when he saw me blush.
"Umm... Elsa? There's been something I've been meaning to ask you for a while now" he said running his hand through his hair and looking at the ground.
"What is it Jack?" I asked trying not to blush more.
"I really l-" he was cut off by Egnor bursting through the door.
"The guests are waiting Your Majesty" he exclaimed breathlessly.
"Thank you Egnor" I said annoyed. He bowed and left leaving me and Jack alone in my room again.
Jack put out his arm and I linked onto it. He whispered gently in my ear "I'll tell you later" as we walked down the stairs past a line of servants to get to the ballroom.
I couldn't help but laugh at Jack's smirk as he pulled his arm tighter to his chest bringing me closer to him as we walked through the doors to the ballroom.
