A/N: Hello, people! Here I am again with another crossover! A pointer: I'm using the 4Kids dub of Winx Club, where Musa is the Princess of Melody. Hope you enjoy it. Oh, and reviews are welcome, you know. Feel free to leave them.
This is just a temporary cover image. I'm going to change it soon.
The sun rises high over the Castle of Melody, its golden rays causing the glass windows to sparkle and shine as if they are diamonds. Music is heard everywhere; rock, pop, jazz, you name it. The people are going about their everyday business: work, school, the usual things that they would do. No one suspects a thing, everything seems as it should be and nothing seems out of place out on the streets. But in the castle itself…
"No!" Cadence, the four year old princess of Melody yells, struggling out of the exasperated maid's grasp. A formal meeting is to take place in the very halls of the castle; and it is Cadence's first meeting. She claims to be excited but she refuses to wear her newly bought dress. "Not gonna wear it!" She runs out of Ariadne's grasp and out of the room. The frustrated maid straightens up and runs the back of her hand across her brow. She decides to go and look for the young princess but before she can take a step, she hears footsteps coming down the hallway.
"Ariadne? What's going on?" She hears the queen ask as she enters. This causes her cheeks to turn a faint rose colour.
"Cadence is still refusing to wear her dress, Your Highness," she says as she bows. She hears a chuckle come from the navy haired beauty of a queen.
"Ah. Well, I'm sure her father can get her to put it on," Musa smiles as she gently plucks the dress from the maid's arms.
"Thank you, Your Highness," Ariadne smiles back, "is there anything else you'd like me to do?" Musa thinks for a second, putting her index finger to her chin. After a while she shakes her head.
"No, thank you, Ariadne. You are free to take your leave now," Musa replies with a nod. Ariadne smiles fondly, bows and walks out of the room.
Musa sits on the edge of her daughter's bed and closes her eyes. Cadence, please, do as we say and wear the dress. Please. She wills inside her head. With a nervous and shaky sigh, she opens her eyes again and stands up. Her first job is to find Riven and then she plans to sit in her study and read for a couple of hours before she, Riven and Cadence head to the meeting.
She walks out of the room, trying to appear calm and collected when she feels as if there is a swirling storm inside. She walks the hallways of her palace, peering into every room in a hope to find her husband or even her daughter. She opens the door to her room to find both of the people she is looking for. She pokes her head into the door, watching and trying to stifle her own giggles.
Cadence is squirming around on her parents' bed as Riven tickles her crazy. "Stop, stop! Please!" Cadence pleads as her tiny fingers wrap around Riven's hands in an effort to make him stop. Riven, being the man that he is, fails to oblige, instead grinning.
"Hey, guys!" Musa laughs as she enters the room and closes the door softly behind her. Riven looks up and his face breaks out in an even bigger grin. Musa sits on the bed next to the squirming Cadence.
"Mummy, make him stop!" Cadence giggles. Musa sees the perfect opportunity to get her to wear the dress. She smirks.
"Sweetie, I'll only make Daddy stop if you promise to wear your lovely new dress." Musa holds the blue dress up.
"OK, OK, I'll wear the dress, just make him stop!" Cadence gives in to her parents. Riven stops tickling his daughter with a fake huff.
"Alright, Cadence, now wear the dress, sweetie," Musa holds up the dress before Cadence snatches it from her arms. "Cadence?"
"Daddy do it," The princess declares, handing the dress to her father, who looks at it and pulls a face. Musa sighs again, rolling her eyes.
"OK, sweetie," She stands up and leans closer to Riven, "Just get her to wear the damn dress, alright? She's been doing my head in," she whispers. As she leans away again, Riven catches her wrist.
"Hey, are you alright, Musa?" He whispers back gently.
"I'm fine, Riven. Just get on with it!" She scolds. Riven jumps, he's not used to his wife being this sharp with him. Before he can say anything else, Musa is already walking out of the room. He shrugs, making a mental note to go and find her after he is done with Cadence.
Meanwhile, Musa tries to calmly walk down to her study but she has already established that she is walking too fast to appear composed. Sure enough, "Oh! Good morning, Your Majesty," she hears. It is Trevor, her steward and he is carrying a wad of papers, "Are you feeling alright?" Musa sucks in a breath.
"Yes, I'm fine, thank you, Trevor," she replies, proceeding to walk past him, but he stops her.
"Uh, Your Majesty, may I remind you that I have left a few letters of trade in your study," Trevor says with a voice of concern. Musa sighs again and runs a hand through her midnight blue hair.
"Alright," She says sharply, "I'll go take a look at them!" She replies irritably. Without waiting for a reply, she storms past him.
Opening the door to her study, she walks in and closes the door behind her with a slam. Taking deep breaths, she tries to calm herself down as she sits in her chair. As Trevor has told her, there are a huge pile of letters, waiting for her to sign them. She growls and picks up her pen.
As she signs the letters, her mind starts to drift off towards the meeting. She doesn't know why but whenever she thinks about it, she feels anger and hatred bubble up inside her. She thinks about what the meeting will enquire. She knows that the kingdom of Arendelle will be attending. Well, Queen Elsa will, anyway.
The foreign queen's name leads her onto a new thought. Queen Elsa is an extraordinary queen. She has a special gift; she is able to control and manipulate ice and snow. She has had a difficult past; what with the untimely demise of her parents, and being isolated from her sister for ten years because of her powers.
She shakes her head to get herself out of any train of thought and focus on the job at hand. She finishes signing the letters and smiles. "There!" She breathes, "done at last!" She sits back in her chair. Just as she closes her eyes, she hears the door open. She turns her head towards the door. Riven enters with a neutral expression on his face, though from his eyes, you can see a whole different story.
"Riven? Are you OK?" She asks him, turning in her seat to face him.
"I could ask you the same thing," he retaliates with a smirk, "you're seeming a bit out of it, if you ask me," Musa sighs as Riven reaches the chair.
"I don't know. It's just… this meeting. For some reason, I feel… weird about it," she says quietly. Riven walks round to face his wife.
"Can you try telling me how? Or why?" He asks, again walking round and running his fingers through her hair.
"I don't know. I'm just nervous, I guess," she looks down and tucks her hands under her thighs as she hunches up small.
"Oh, Musa," Riven sighs, "you're a queen now, but a strong queen nonetheless. It's alright to feel nervous though, everyone can feel nervous at one point in their life," Musa looks up to face him.
"But… we've been to hundreds of meetings. I've never felt anything of the sort," she says.
"How 'bout this," Riven thinks aloud, "if Melody need to do anything, or go anywhere, I'll do it. How's that sound?" Musa smirks as she stands up in front of him. She winds her arms around his neck.
"Then we have a deal," she says, "but just remember you said that," she whispers with a mischievous glint in her eye. As the words leave her mouth, Riven's hands move to hold her waist.
"Oh, I will," he whispers. They lean in and their lips meet halfway along in a soft but fervent kiss.