"Queen Elsa of Arendelle." A servant announces. The attendants of the ball are all gathered and itching to begin the festivities in earnest. After a few moments of awkward silence and shuffling, the announcer calls again, louder, "Queen Elsa of Arendelle!"
Still nothing. Anna raises her hand from the very forefront of the crowd. "She's probably just late," she offers, she'll be here soon. But we may not want to wait up."
"... Very well then, your highness." The servant says, nodding, then continuing, "Princess Anna of Arendelle." Anna steps up to her place, her mind running in circles trying to piece together why her sister would be late to a ball she organized herself for... even Anna doesn't know. Years after the betrayal of Hans, she and Elsa have grown into a role of trust, though it wasn't easy. It was surprising to have Elsa holding back anything from her, but she seemed so sure of herself, Anna couldn't bring herself to ask further.
"I have something I want to announce to the people of Arendelle," Elsa stated coolly, an air of confidence spreading through the room from her smirk. "You'll like it. I promise. But it has to be a surprise."
And there Anna is, alone in the front of the room, with everyone staring at her. It's all she could do not to wave at them stupidly.
Then suddenly the doors fly open. An icy chill in the form of a strong breeze follows, and the announcer next to the door calls over the calamity, "QUEEN ELSA, OF ARENDELLE."
Everyone in the room steps aside as Elsa makes her way to her place next to her sister. Everyone stares in shock, awe, and wonder.
Anna swallows hard as she sees Elsa strutting right up to her through the hall of people in the ballroom.
"Sorry I'm late," Elsa apologizes loudly, her eyes never leaving Anna's. The younger of the two is paralyzed by the queen's beauty and grace, and the desire in her eyes as she approaches.
But... We're in public, Elsa! Anna thinks frantically, We're in public, what are you doing?
Anna almost begins to tremble as Elsa only walks faster, swaying her hips as she steps. The excitement of Elsa looking at her like that and coming at her that way gets to Anna, and she does her best to stand perfectly still, even though she already feels the warmth of her own desire between her legs; instead, her jaw hangs and her eyes go wide. Besides that Elsa was wearing a new ice gown... She hasn't seen her wear one in YEARS. Anna had forgotten how well they compliment her sister's curves and accentuate her blue eyes, and oh god no, I can't. Anna finally shivers some as she bites back a moan and suddenly Elsa's face is right in front of her, and the bedroom eyes are still there.
"E-Elsa... You... I... Uhm. wow." Anna breaths. Elsa smirks and winks. Anna blinks fast and breaths in deeply to keep herself from swooning.
"Thanks, hon." Elsa kisses her on the cheek.
H-hun? Anna wonders to herself, She only has ever called me that maybe a handful of times, and only when we were alone!
"Mmm~ you're pretty delicious tonight~ what are you wearing?" Elsa asks, ignoring the watchers that Anna is suddenly even more hyper aware of.
"Ah... Well it's... I, uh... I forget the name, but it's..." She swallows, "It's chocolate based."
"Oh, Anna..." Elsa smirks wider and Anna can only stare, "if you want me in bed, you only have to ask." she hisses quietly. Anna blushes intensely, "And yes, I did just say that out loud." Anna's eyes shoot wider as she realizes what this is all about. Elsa turns to address the ball goers.
"People of Arendelle!" She shouts, smiling widely, "I host this ball as a celebration!" She throws her arms out to the people, "I have chosen a suitor!" Suddenly everyone was lightly buzzing out of respect for the queen, but unable to contain their excitement. Who could the lucky man be? "And as such, I offer them the first dance of the evening." Elsa continues. Everyone is suddenly silent as eyes are glued to the icy monarch. Elsa smirks and turns to her sister. Anna, who is more nervous than she ever has been in her life before, turns and looks up into the older girl's eyes, her face as read as a tomato.
But Elsa looks so calm and collected. Anna gives her a worried smile.
"Don't worry. It's okay. I think it's time we stopped hiding. I'm pretty sure we've been doing a really bad job of it anyway." Elsa whispers smoothly. She steps back and bows, in her dress and all, offering her hand to Anna. The redhead can hear the scoffs and feel the staring burning into her head.
But then Elsa looks up with her cool blue eyes, and suddenly she knows everything will be fine.
"Princess Anna of Arendelle," Elsa asks, beginning to straighten, "Will you do me the honor of letting me have this dance?"
"Y-yes," Anna finds herself stuttering, but now almost more of giddiness and excitement over finally being done hiding, even though the fear is still not gone, "I will." Anna places her hand in Elsa's, and they both turn.
Someone in the crowd asks is this a joke, surely the queen jests. There are quiet murmurs as the audience takes in the sight. Anna catches two servants in the back: one annoyed man handing money to the more pleased second.
Th-they were betting?!
"If anyone has any qualms with my decision, speak now," Elsa bellows through the room, her voice clear and commanding, "or forever hold your piece."
No one dares speak. Elsa smiles.
"Good. Now," the queen smiles to her sister, "Let's dance, shall we?"
"Yes." Anna answers, the excitement finally gaining the majority hold inside her, "Of course, Elsa."
They step onto the floor and the music begins. They slip into the steps of the viennese waltz, Elsa leading with grace. "Elsa..." Anna begins, looking up to her lover, "Did that really just happen?" Elsa looks down, smiling wide.
"Yes, Anna. I'm tired of hiding how I feel from everyone, and I figured you would be too. I hope I did the right thing." Elsa answers, her smile faltering just a little at the end.
"Yes, Elsa," Anna gushes, blushing and grinning, "You did. It was really brave of you."
"If you're here, I'm not afraid." Elsa says, "You said I don't have to be, remember?"
"I do." Anna confirms, smiling.
They continue the movements of the dance.