A/N: Hello all it's been a while! Just stopping by to say thanks for checking out my story and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. The plot is loosely based on Hawksong by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, an author I loved as a teen. I don't own any of the characters from Frozen or Rise of the Guardians as much as I wish I did. Happy reading!

Arendelle was still. The royals were up high on the hilltop discussing the future of the country they held so dearly. The citizens didn't dare to move, to go about their daily lives for fear of missing the big announcement. The announcement that this generations-long war with The Black's of Dantera was over. That the Danterian army dubbed The Nightmares would stop spreading their fear and panic through out the land. Arendelle was still; it was almost frozen.

Jack Frost stifled a yawn. After two years he still found most of his duties as a council member insufferable. He wasn't one for meetings and politics but he did enjoy the luxuries that came with being second in command. He also enjoyed the fact that his years exploring every corner of Arendelle and honing his ability to fight was now needed. He looked around the long table situated in the meeting room and the people that occupied it.

To his immediate right sat his best friend Easter Lapin who he had dubbed Bunny upon learning that his last name was French for rabbit. Next to him was Leah Fayre or "Tooth" as many called her because of her perfect smile. Elsa had recruited the three of them to the council after inheriting the throne two years ago. Their group was tight knit. Their trust based on years of friendship. The two members who had served under her father, Nick Claus, and Sanderson Mann completed the Guardians of Arenedelle. Queen Elsa was at the head of the table, discussing the impossible idea of a truce.

Elsa spoke to the leader of Dantera firmly. Lord Pitch Black, a tall sinister looking man. She wasn't prejudiced enough to not notice that he was handsome in a dangerous way. He gave off an air of wolf among sheep and he knew it. His own council sat around him wearing the same expression that mirrored her guardians. Utter boredom.

"This war has gone on for so long most don't even know what we're fighting for or about." Spoke Elsa. "Both of our resources are being depleted, if we can put the past behind us and bring our countries together then we can still have gains after all of this loss."

Pitch frowned, eyeing the women in front of him. Like most from the frozen wasteland normally she seemed cold and detached, after days of negotiations this was the first emotion she had shown. "I don't know about your citizens but I don't think a piece of paper and a hand shake will keep my people that feel wronged from fighting." He drawled.

She answered immediately. "That's why we have to do something drastic. We have to do something that forces them to stop, something that would end up hurting them if they kept fighting. We need to bring the countries completely together." Elsa seemed nervous as if her idea while logical was not what she truly wanted to do.

"What are you suggesting?" Pitch asked. He had a vague idea where she was going with this. He wasn't sure how he felt about it.

Elsa took a deep breath. "I'm suggesting the combining of the royal families."

Jack was the first to protest but many others soon followed. Even the disinterested council members of Dantera came to life.

"Marriage?"

"To him?"

"To her?"

"This is ridiculous!"

Lord Black silenced his half of the room with one look. The guardians took a little more time to regain their composure.

"You are advisors. The final decision comes from me and the Queen." Pitch said coldly addressing the entire room.

Jack had already hated him but now his rage was murderous.

Pitch spoke directly to the blonde beauty in front of him. His dark almost black eyes never leaving her own icy blue orbs. "Elsa. I understand your reasoning behind this. It would benefit both Arendelle and Dantera. However I think some discussion and thinking on this proposal is needed." He eyed her pointedly. "On both sides."

Elsa's eyes narrowed, he could tell that she wasn't fully behind the idea she had presented and was giving her a chance to back out of it. She didn't need his help. She wasn't afraid to do what was best for her people. A hundred years of war had ravaged the country and its citizens. Morale was all but lost. Either way they would lose Arenedelle, Elsa wanted to lose it on her terms.

"We'll meet back here at 10 tomorrow. The guards will show you to your suite." With her words four men stepped forward from the wall ready to escort the "guests". Pitch resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the false bravado. Everyone knew he alone could easily over power the four men and after five days in the castle he knew how to get back to his rooms. Still it was best to be polite and let them believe they held some power. He knew his opponents had run out of steam. His own country was finally showing affects of the war but they could still easily over take the ice kingdom. It had been the policy of all the Black's before him to never show their hand. To never reveal how powerful they truly were.

"Thank you your highness." Said the Dantera chief of staff. All was silent until the door closed behind the last Danterian.

Easter whirled around to face Elsa. "Are you out of your mind? Your parents are rolling over in their graves."

"There has to be another way. This, this is not right Elsa." Said Nick next in a thick accent.

Tooth moved around the table. "You know I'm a pacifist but Elsa you would be giving up everything."

Elsa held up her hands. "This isn't the time for me to be selfish. I have to do what's best for everyone. Giving myself up is a sacrifice I'm willing to make."

Even the usually quiet Sanderson had an opinion. "He'll be ruling your kingdom in a fortnight. Our people under his iron fist."

"No Sandy. There will be a written contract barring the take over of each others lands. I've had it drafted up already."

At this Jack finally couldn't hold his tongue. "How long have you been planning this?" She averted her eyes from the pained look on his face.

The large bell in the clock tower chimed eleven times before she could answer. When silence was upon them once again the six agreed to get some rest and meet an hour before the meeting to see the contract that had been created.

The young queen headed for a separate door that connected to her office as her advisors filed out into the hallway. There were some documents she needed to look at though her eyes were burning from fatigue. The door took a while to catch behind her; when it finally did she continued to shuffle the files on her desk. A shadow loomed over her, a pale icy hand reached stilling the papers.

"How long have you been planning this Elsa?" There was a long pause before she looked up.

"I knew you wouldn't agree with this."

Jack gritted his teeth. "How long?"

An audible swallow preceded her words. "A couple weeks." She whispered.

"A couple weeks?" He asked incredulous. "A couple weeks and in that time you didn't think to tell me about this? Of course I wouldn't agree to this. What man agrees to watch his girlfriend marry another man and a murder at that? I'm supposed to stand by idly and pretend I don't lov-" He closed his mouth. They had never spoken those words.

Her eyes danced around his face never looking directly at him. "I knew if I told you that you would talk me out of it."

"If you can be talked out of it you shouldn't be doing it." He stated.

"Jack please you're my best friend. I know it's going to be hard but we aren't even in a real relationship."

A loud sigh escaped the tall blonde man. He bit his lip nodding his head. "Okay. Okay. Tell me do friends go on dates? Kiss goodnight? Hold your hand until you fall asleep when you cry about the loss of your family? Some yes but you know we aren't just "best friends". What constitutes a real relationship then?"

Elsa moved around the desk trying her hardest to maintain her composure. He would find any crack in her defense and she would crumble. Her cool hands met his even colder arms and she hugged him tight.

"I'm sorry Jack. I understand if you want to leave."

"Leave you alone with that monster? That's not an option." Jack murmured into her hair. She was crisp, minty. Her smell awakened something primal in him, it was so… fresh.

Elsa pushed back against the strong muscles of his chest feebly. His fingers on her bare shoulders shocked her. She imagined it was like how dry ice was so cold it lit you on fire.

"Jack. Don't make this harder than necessary. It's already going to hurt."

"Call me a masochist." With that he captured her lips with his own.

Their tongues battled for dominance. A small moan escaped the queen as he pressed her ass firmly against the edge of the desk. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist. His mouth left hers and began to trail kisses down her neck, lightly nipping at her collarbone. His long pianist fingers deftly undid the buttons of her blouse. Giving in completely Elsa allowed her hands to trail the top of his waistband. She reached for his zipper.

"Call me one too."