Why hello everyone! It's nice to see you all again and I hope you will enjoy the second chapter of Coping. A bit more Kristanna fluff in here along with the sister love we all adore. Two past Disney characters from a beautiful movie will be appearing in this chapter. Two amazing characters that I love a lot… the princess is my favorite after Elsa and Anna. Can you guess? Everyone loves her!
Point is, she and her prince will be here.
Disclaimer: Disney owns FROZEN
Elsa stood in the doorway of her old room that had now been fashioned into her private study. No candles were lit so the room was shrouded in darkness, the ticking of the clock the only sound of some form of life in the study. Elsa smiled to herself, hugging her arms close to her body, and turned away from the room. She waved her hand sharply behind her and the doors slammed shut, Elsa continuing her way down the hall to her new room she shared with Anna.
The queen was secretly excited about the move. Actually, she was ready to burst with the happiness that filled her heart and warmed her icy veins with affection. The move had happened that morning and the servants put Elsa's bed, desk, and wardrobe back in their original place across from Anna's stuff. It was now dusk, the stars starting to appear in the purple and orange streaked sky, the sun dying behind the mountains and casting shadows amongst the people and buildings of Arendelle.
When she entered the room, Anna was sitting at her vanity, putting her hair in braids and silently praying that they won't undo themselves and get tangled as she slept. Her eyes were a little overcast as she absentmindedly did her hair. Elsa shut the door, leaning on it with her hands behind her back. It closed with a click but Anna didn't look over her shoulder to see her sister. Her blue eyes were lost in thought, her small fingers frozen on a knot.
Elsa moved over to her and drew up a chair, sitting beside Anna and taking the braid out of her hands and doing it herself, gently and lovingly like she used to do when Anna was four.
"What's the matter?" Elsa asked, unraveling Anna's hair so she could do the braids over.
Anna looked at her older sister from out of the corner of her eye. Elsa sent her an understanding smile. The princess gazed back into the mirror, blinking as she pursed her lips.
"I dunno how to even begin," Anna replied truthfully.
"Start however you like," Elsa said calmly. "Turn around, please, so I can do this properly."
Anna picked up her stool and turned so her back was facing Elsa. The queen gathered some of the strawberry blond hair into one bunch and began to weave it delicately, her cool fingers working quickly but efficiently.
They sat in silence, Elsa patiently waiting for Anna to speak up about her problem. Anna's grandfather clock she had ticked cheerfully and fast-paced. Unlike Elsa's which ticked slowly and in a mesmerizing beat. The younger of the two heaved a sigh and played with her fingers.
"Well… it's about Kristoff," Anna whispered.
Elsa nodded. "Mhm…"
"I'm not sure about us. Well— not really like that because I think he loves me but he hasn't said it yet. But of course, I don't want to rush things because we can't have another Ha—" Anna stopped dead in her rant and widened her eyes.
Elsa paused her braiding and looked up from her work. Anna was glancing at her from over her shoulder with an apologetic and saddened expression on her face.
"Nobody wants another him," Elsa agreed. "Go on."
Her icy eyes returned to her task and Anna looked forward, closing her eyes and enjoying the soothing feeling of someone playing with her hair.
"So anyway… that afternoon two days ago was really rude of me to laugh about Sven," she sniffed. "I wasn't laughing at him. I was laughing at the servants and their reaction to the whole situation. The look on Kristoff's face— ooh, Elsa I think he hates me now! I tried to see him that night but he wasn't there. Neither was Sven…"
"I'm sure they just went out for a sleigh ride," Elsa assured, turning her attention to the second bunch of hair, having finished with the first. "And I don't think Kristoff hates you. He was probably still upset that Sven had gotten into so much trouble and with the man trying to fit in with royal life… He was a little embarrassed is all."
"Yeah but—"
"And I was laughing, too," Elsa reminded her. "At the exact same thing you were."
Anna opened her eyes and looked up at the high ceiling, pondering what she could possibly do to make it up to Kristoff. She wondered if he was even going to show up at the ball. He had been fitted for that fancy attire, after all, but after the way he looked at her when he had been giggling over Sven's catastrophe, she highly doubted he would accompany her anymore.
Elsa moved to the third and final bunch of Anna's hair and started to braid.
"How long will you take?" Anna demanded.
"Relax. It's a trick I picked up from Mama," Elsa said. "Keep your chin up. You're slouching again."
Anna straightened, and tapped her finger onto her knee.
"What about you?" Anna asked.
"What about me?" Elsa repeated, working out a knot with her finger nails.
"You don't have a consort and nobody is courting you," Anna said slyly.
Elsa rolled her eyes. This again.
"I don't want a consort and nobody has attempted to court me," Elsa said dryly. "Besides, I don't blame them after what happened with my ice powers going all berserk."
"But, Elsa, you're so beautiful!" Anna praised dreamily. "I'd give anything to be as pretty as you!"
"Thank you, Anna, that's sweet but you're beautiful inside and out," Elsa said. "And it's more important to be pretty on the inside, don't you think?"
"I suppose… You are, too."
"Looks are overrated." Elsa's face fell a little and she chuckled darkly. "And anyway, any guy who could put up with my abilities and isn't secretly terrified is a keeper in my book."
"Any guy would be lucky to have you," Anna insisted. "Nobody deserves you. You're too perfect."
"Oh, Anna," Elsa said with a smile, nimbly fixing the braid. "You're perfect."
She gathered all three separate braids and bunched them together, weaving them to form one perfect braid down Anna's back. They lapsed into silence again but both of the girls were smiling this time. Elsa finished the final braid and tied the end together. She ran a gentle finger down her work and felt the bumpy texture of the braid on her skin. It was perfect; no knots and no screw-ups.
"There you go," Elsa said, standing up. "All ready for bed."
Anna put it over her shoulder like Elsa did with her own and examined it with awe.
"Whoa," she whispered. "Thanks, Elsa."
"Anytime."
"Let's just hope it stays like this through the night."
Elsa's smile turned into a grin. "If it does then you'll have beautiful waves in the morning." She walked over to her bed and pulled back the covers and sunk into the cool mattress. "Good night."
"'Night, Elsa," Anna yawned, trekking over to her own bed and flopped into the blankets, face first into her pillow.
The queen gazed out the window where she used to watch the lights in the sky dance and wake Anna up at night. And keep her awake until Elsa took her downstairs to build a snowman. It was nice return to the old ways. She remembered how her first night away from Anna was difficult because it had been deathly quiet. Elsa had cried all night, hating herself for hurting Anna and wanting to go back and see her again.
But now, Elsa was listening to Anna's snoozing like she used to. Or the murmurs in her sleep as she dreamed up fantasies. It was wonderful being home again.
The next week was exhausting for both the queen and the princess. Elsa was buried beneath peace treaties and trade agreements, having Kai constantly follow her around to help her decide how to go on about things. She had given Anna the task of handling the party planning. How Anna was going to handle it, she had no idea. She had faith in her, however, and knew that she wouldn't disappoint.
So while Elsa was dealing with the political side of the job, Anna was tending to servants and ordering them around with an authority she didn't know she had. She put in a request for new plates and glassware. She supervised the cooking and how each platter for the buffet was going to be set up. Anna taste-tested the soups, the creams, the meats, the chocolate, and just about everything when a spoon was lifted to her lips. She even ordered a new dress for Elsa to wear since the busy queen hadn't had time to go out and get one.
The night before the ball, Elsa was in her room, at her desk, going over a few papers by candlelight. Anna opened the door and slammed it behind her with a tired groan. She didn't bother changing into her nightgown and simply crashed onto her bed, her arms spread out on either side. Elsa glanced up from her papers and blinked.
"Are you… no, you're not okay," Elsa said with a wry smile. She stood up and sat on Anna's bed. "Long day?"
Anna nodded into the sheets.
"I'm sorry I dropped all this work on you," Elsa said.
"Awh, it's okay," came Anna's muffled response. "It's actually nice to be able to do something every now and again." She turned her head so her cheek was resting on the sheets, her eyes looking up into Elsa's pale face. "And my mind has been so focused! I don't think I've ever thought this hard. I don't think I've ever been this busy, actually. Well, no, I can't say that because I did help a lot for the Coronation Ball but I was so excited I could barely keep up or focus then so… this one I guess is more… uh, I dunno, full of experience?"
"Well, I'm glad you're at least keeping busy."
There was a knock on the door and Gerda's voice came from behind it.
"Princess Anna?" she said.
Anna sat up and moved towards the door, opening it up for her maid to walk inside.
"Yes?" Anna said.
Gerda handed her a neatly folded bundle of cloth with a ribbon holding it together.
"The dress you ordered," Gerda said.
"Ooh! It's finally here!" Anna squealed. "Thank you. That will be all!"
Gerda bowed herself out and Anna shut the door, skipping over to Elsa. She handed her the package and grinned widely. Elsa looked at it, then back at Anna, then back at the clothing.
"What is it?" Elsa said.
"It's for you!" Anna announced.
"For me?"
Elsa took it gingerly and placed it in her lap. Anna watched intently as Elsa removed the ribbon and unraveled the clothing. A beautiful, navy blue dress was revealed with snowflake designs sewn onto the bottom of the dress. The waist was a light blue and the undershirt was long-sleeved, the same color as the waist. The upper body was dazzled in icy figures along the base, crawling up to the shoulders.
Elsa was speechless. She had never seen such a gorgeous dress before. She looked back up at Anna who was showing all her pearly whites, anticipating Elsa's response.
"Do you like it?" Anna asked hopefully.
"I… I don't know what to say," Elsa breathed. "It's amazing."
"I had it specially designed for you," Anna told her, sitting next to her sister. "I thought, since you're the queen of ice and snow and all, you could use a dress that shows who you truly are…" Anna placed a hand on Elsa's shoulder. "On the inside. Which is where it matters most."
Elsa turned her head to gaze at her little sister, tears pricking the back of her eyes.
"It's wonderful," Elsa said. "Thank you."
She placed the dress on her other side and gave Anna a hug, wondering how she ever deserved such a wonderful sister like her. Anna stood and took the dress from the bed and placed it on display on the upper body mannequin. She smoothed out the wrinkles and stood back to observe it, biting her lip and cocking her head to the side. Elsa got up to stand next to her, her hands folded in front of her.
They eyed each other and smiled pleasantly, both silently agreeing the dress was perfect.
Anna slid inside the ballroom, her party dress on and her hair in the style is had been on the day of Elsa's coronation. Her eyes were frantic as she counted the servants around her. She spotted Kai speaking with the band that would be playing that night. She ran over to him and tapped his shoulder.
"Yes, your Highness?" he said distractedly.
"Has the first course been set out yet?" she asked.
"It should be," he said, glancing towards the buffet tables. "Everything is perfect, ma'am. Not a hair out of place."
"Excellent. Make sure you fetch Elsa at six fifty-five exactly so she can be introduced at seven." Anna drew herself up and turned away. "In the meantime, I can entertain the guests. I'm certain the band can play a few dances before Elsa's arrival."
"As you wish, your Highness," Kai bowed his head.
Anna pressed forward and entered the kitchen. The many pots and pans working in unison sent numerous scents in the air. She caught several individual smells like the chocolate fondue, the beef stew, and the fresh dinner rolls. She bobbed and weaved through the chefs as they shouted across the room at one another, asking for a spice or a utensil. Anna found a wooden spoon in her face and one of the chefs asking her if it needed more salt. She tasted it and shook her head, giving him the thumbs up and her winning smile. She exited the kitchen and into the hallway.
Her feet led her to the foyer and she exited outside to the warm summer evening, into the courtyard. She turned the corner of the castle and picked her way around to the stables. Inside, she patted her horse's muzzle affectionately and made her way over to Sven, who was without Kristoff.
"Hiya, Sven," she cooed, picking a carrot out of the sack beside his stall and feeding it to him. She smiled sweetly and rubbed his nose. "Not everyday you get a carrot all to yourself, huh?"
He snorted and pressed his muzzle closer to her hand, closing his eyes at her touch.
"Now where's Kristoff?" she wondered, glancing up from the reindeer and looking around the stable. His usual pile of hay was empty and his Ice Harvesting outfit was hung up on the wall.
The door of the stable opened behind her and she turned, expecting to see Kristoff and apologize but Olaf waddled in instead, his usual grin splayed on his frozen face.
"Anna!" he sang. "I didn't expect you to be here!"
"Here I am," Anna giggled. "Hi, Olaf. What are you doing here?"
"I was just taking my walk," he said cheekily, walking up to her. Anna got on her knees to be eye-level with the snowman. "Enjoying the summer breeze, smelling the flowers, and saying hi to the people." He sighed dreamily and clasped his little twig fingers together. "What are you doing?"
"I was…" Looking for Kristoff was the right answer to the question but she stopped herself, feeling heat creep up her neck with embarrassment.
"Looking for Elsa," she lied lamely.
Anna cringed at her response.
"Oh! I saw her in her room an hour ago!" Olaf supplied cheerfully, not picking up on the fib. "We were talking for a while about this coming winter. She was planning on throwing another ball to celebrate." He giggled. "Wouldn't that be exciting?"
"Maybe you can go to that one," she said, adjusting his carrot nose. "Since this one is all high class and stuffy, I don't think many people would understand a walking and talking snowman just yet."
Olaf nodded and frowned a little. "That's what Elsa said, too." He perked up. "But that's okay! There's always a next time! I'll see you around, Anna!" He turned with a skip in his step and strode out to the garden, where he liked to reside and enjoy the summer nights. Elsa had formed a little igloo there for him to live inside and keep cool while he slept.
Anna stood up and felt Sven nudge her shoulder, nickering and begging for attention. She laughed a little and rubbed his nose, his little whiskers tickling her bare arm.
"I'll be back, later," she promised, giving him a kiss on the forehead. "Good boy."
Sven licked her cheek in response.
Anna was probably the world's greatest hostess. She was talking to almost everybody and greeted them by the door when the party started. She would curtsy and introduce herself, welcoming them warmly and telling them their options at the buffet tables.
"Help yourselves," she would insist. "It's all you can eat. May I suggest starting with the bread rolls? They're absolutely scrumptious."
The officials and ambassadors would whisper about how polite she was and Anna would sometimes be in earshot. She would smile to herself, her chest swelling with pride, and hoped that Elsa would hear them once she was introduced to everyone at seven. Anna kept the guests busy by going around and striking up conversation. She even danced with a few ambassadors from Spain and Ireland when they would ask for her hand.
Out of the corner of her eye, while she was supervising the buffet table, she saw Kai slip out to go and get Elsa. She moved away from the table and started to push through the crowd towards the throne. She had been keeping an eye out for Kristoff, her heart aching as she silently prayed he would show up. Once she reached the throne, the door to her right opened, Elsa's silhouette appearing. Anna glanced over and Elsa waved. Anna waved back, her hand at her waist so she wouldn't draw too many eyes to her. Kai stepped up beside the throne, a little ways behind Anna. He cleared his throat thickly and gained the attention of the guests.
"Now presenting: Queen Elsa of Arendelle!" Kai announced heartily and the crowd broke into applause.
Elsa emerged from the doorway and walked into the light of the ballroom. Anna saw her in her dress for the first time and her mouth fell open a little. Elsa's hair was in its thick braid, her crown sparkling in the golden lights. Her dress fit her perfectly and made her icy eyes shine. She was giving the crowd her queen-like smile: not too big but not too small. She crossed in front of Anna and stood on her left, nodding her head at the guests, acknowledging them with an air of respect.
The clapping died down and everyone returned to the party. Anna blinked and grinned.
"Wow!" she gasped. "You look amazing in that dress."
"Thank you," Elsa said, sounding a little embarrassed. "It's not too much, right?"
"It's perfect," Anna assured.
A Spanish ambassador approached and bowed deeply.
"Queen Elsa, it's an honor to be in your presence," he said, his accent thick. "And, Princess Anna…" He stood straight and fixed his sleeves. "You have been such a maravilloso hostess."
"Oh, ha, thank you," Anna said, bowing her head. "I did my best."
"It was beyond best," he complimented. With another short bow, he slipped back into the crowd.
Anna felt a blush fan her cheeks. She could feel Elsa's eyes on her but she refused to meet them. The Irish ambassador showed up and gave his compliments to Anna as well, telling her how wonderful she was and the food was delicious. A visiter from Scotland bowed and said that he requested a recipe for a fish appetizer from the chefs, it was so good. Constant people came up, said their greeting to Elsa but then returned their attention to Anna to thank her, or to ask her something, or to simply tell her that the party was superb.
After the German ambassador gave Anna a kiss on the hand and left, Elsa raised her eyebrows, a pleased smile on her face. Anna was looking down at the floor, trying to conceal a grin that was begging to burst.
"You've been busy," Elsa said, trying not to laugh. 'Busy' was an understatement.
"Yeah…"
"I'm so proud of you," Elsa said softly. "You did all this and made sure it was perfect… how can I ever thank you?"
"Awh, Elsa!" Anna giggled, finally look up into her face and grabbing hold of her arm, leaning on her shoulder. "Having fun is how you can thank me!"
"But I'm supposed to remain here," Elsa reminded her.
Anna blew a raspberry. "Poo on the rules. C'mon!"
"Wait I— Anna— Stop—!" Elsa protested but Anna pulled her off the platform and into the crowd, a waltz playing in the background.
Anna stopped in the middle of the dance floor and gripped Elsa's waist, playing the role of the man. She clasped her hand with Elsa's and began to coach her, counting her steps off.
"That's it— okay. One, two, three," Anna said. "One, two, three. Wrong foot! That's… there you go. One, two, three." Anna laughed. "You got it!"
"Anna, you know I can't dance," Elsa hissed between bared teeth but kept up with the tempo as best as she could. Her pale face was red and a little ice was starting to creep through her veins and on the wooden beams in the ceiling, a little anxious. "People are watching."
"It's fine! Just ignore them," Anna urged. "It doesn't matter!"
"But I—"
"You're doing great. If I can skate, you can dance," Anna insisted stubbornly.
They continued their dance, Elsa becoming faster and her embarrassment dying away. Her nervous frown became a joyful grin. They started laughing together, their eyes alight and gleaming, their sisterly bond growing and Elsa's ice thawing away with every passing moment.
"Now here comes the twirl," the princess warned. "Are you ready?"
Elsa hesitated but then nodded. Anna, with a bit of difficulty, spun Elsa under her arm. Elsa flailed her free arm a little, not knowing what else to do, and accidentally whacked someone in the back of the head. A low ow! came from the person and the sisters stopped dancing, gasping.
A tall young man turned around, rubbing the back of his head, his warm brown eyes narrowed with annoyance. He had a mop of curly black hair and a broad chest, wearing an emerald green suit. His face was a little square shaped but his chin was smooth, stubble along the edges of his cheeks.
"I am so sorry," Elsa said, hugging her arms to her chest. Anna glanced at a corner of the room and noticed ice caking the wooden beams again. With a nervous swallow, she nudged Elsa sharply in the ribs. But the queen didn't look up to see that her powers were showing.
"It's all right," said the man, his accent showing he was from England.
He seemed to realize who he was talking to and his eyes widened with dawning comprehension, dropping to one knee and bowing.
"Oh, my deepest apologies, Queen Elsa!" he exclaimed. "I should have moved out of the way."
"No, no, it's okay," Elsa promised. "Really, I'm the one that hit you."
Anna saw the ice melt in the corner and felt a smile tug at her lips as she glanced at Elsa. The queen never looked so… blown away before. The man stood and straightened his coat.
"I should formally introduce myself," he said. "I am Prince Thomas of England, second in line for the crown."
"You know me already," Elsa said. "This is Princess Anna, my little sister."
Anna curtsied. "It's a pleasure."
"Queen Elsa!" Kai called from across the room. "There is a request for your audience."
"Ah… coming!" Elsa called back. "I— I should go. It was nice meeting you, Prince Thomas." She bowed her head and vanished into the crowd towards the throne.
Anna sent Thomas a grin and began to follow her sister but her hand was caught by a larger hand, pulling her back onto the dance floor. After shaking herself out of her daze, she looked up into a pair of light brown eyes.
"Kristoff," she breathed. "You're here."
"Of course," he said. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
He began to lead her in a clumsy waltz, not really following the music but Anna didn't care. He was smiling serenely, his blond hair falling into his eyes. And he was wearing that suit she bought for him. What was best: she was back in his arms, where she had longed to be all night.
"I thought you were mad at me," she said quietly.
He knit his brows together. "Why would you think that?"
"Because I laughed when Sven got in…"
"Oh, that? I wasn't mad at you," he assured. "I was a little frustrated because the servants were being… well, stuffy."
"Don't mind them," Anna said. "But… I haven't seen you around at all. I meant to apologize to you. I really felt bad because you looked so angry—"
"Anna."
"—and poor Sven looked so afraid of the servants. They don't mean to be so uptight but what with the ball being planned—"
"Anna."
"—they were all so stressed out and wanted things to be perfect. They also must've felt embarrassed because Elsa and I were laughing—"
"Anna."
"—but I promise that we didn't mean for things to be—"
Kristoff silenced her with a kiss, their dance ending in the middle of the floor but nobody paid them any mind. When he pulled away, Anna blinked with puzzlement, her face redder than it had been before.
"What are—?"
"You talk too much," he teased, pressing his forehead to hers.
She smiled and giggled. They struck up their dance again but it soon became a lazy, drunken sway, their eyes closed in bliss, enjoying each other's company.
Elsa arrived at the throne to find two people waiting for her. One of them was a tall man, around with brown hair and some scruff on his chin. Beside him was a girl around Elsa's age with short cut, brown hair and wide green eyes. She was smiling a toothy smile and curtsied.
"Greetings, Queen Elsa," she beamed. "I don't think I've introduced myself at all. Sorry." She grinned sheepishly. "I'm Princess Rapunzel of Corona… we— we're cousins."
Elsa blinked and something triggered her memory… Corona… yes, she heard the name a few times from her mother when she was little. Then it clicked.
"Oh, that's right," she said with a small nod. "I remember my mother talking to my father about her sister looking for their daughter and lanterns being lit and— Oh… sorry."
Rapunzel shrugged, the same smile on her freckled face. "Well, I'm back! Ha, I've been back for three years. I was actually here for your coronation, too, and witnessed the entire freeze." Elsa gave her a nervous grin. "I never got a chance to talk to you before the whole thing, though."
"I see…" Elsa laughed airily. "I'm sorry you had to witness that."
"We've seen some crazy stuff in my lifetime," the man said with a charming grin. "She used to have glowing hair."
"G-glowing hair?" Elsa repeated, raising her eyebrows.
Rapunzel nudged him with her elbow. "Don't just go blurting it out." She didn't sound angry, her smile was growing affectionately.
The man laughed. "Long story, your Majesty."
"This is my husband Eugene Fitzherbert…"
"Prince Eugene."
"Of course." Rapunzel rolled her eyes lovingly.
"It's wonderful to finally meet you," Elsa said earnestly. "You're welcome to stay in the castle for as long as you're in Arendelle. I'm sure Anna would enjoy getting to know you. And I would like to, as well."
"That sounds amazing," Rapunzel agreed, her formal, regal voice suddenly dropping. She suddenly reminded Elsa of Anna, how being royalty could be exhausting and the only thing on her mind was being herself. "I mean—" She cleared her throat and folded her hands in front of her. "—I wouldn't want to be a burden." She sent Elsa a sheepish grin. They were definitely related.
"Not at all. Family is family," Elsa said with an understanding smile.
As the evening dwindled away, the crowd thinned. Rapunzel and Eugene were shown to a guest room when they were ready to turn in. Only a few remained, some continuing a conversation with a fellow ambassador and others still eating the dessert. Elsa had filled herself up with a dark chocolate cake that had been served, guiltily indulging in its perfect fluffiness and creamy taste. Now she was sitting in her throne, her eyes searching for Anna. She found her sister swaying on the dance floor with Kristoff, the two of them giggling and holding each other tightly. Anna, being the bolder of the two, got on her toes and kissed him, not earning a single protest as he kissed her back. Somehow, the queen thought, they made up or apologized or whatever Anna had done to reconnect with him so it was nice to see her glowing again.
Elsa turned her head away to give them some form of privacy and found Prince Thomas standing before her.
"Oh, hi," she said. "You haven't left yet?"
"No, I… I wanted to say my farewells," he said. "And to say that it was a lovely party."
"Thank you, but it was all Anna," she said, sitting up straight and resting her hands in her lap. "She was the one who really made the party shine."
"Where is she?"
"Uh… making amends."
"I… okay… well, Queen Elsa, I shall inform my father of the wondrous kingdom of Arendelle. I'm absolutely elated to be assured that we can continue to be trade partners and…" He trailed off and then grinned broadly. "Forget the formalities now that the party is over." He chuckled. "I'd love to see you again, m'lady."
"I'd like that," she said shyly.
Thomas got down on one knee and tenderly took her cool hand, didn't wince at the surprisingly low temperature, and kissed it. "Good night," he said, bowing his head. He stood and strode away. "I shall keep in touch."
He exited the ballroom, leaving Elsa slightly winded. Her eyes were glued to the door and she noticed Kristoff leaving the room, rubbing his eyes. He caught Elsa's eye and waved her good night. Anna seemed to glide over to Elsa, her cheeks pinker than anything she's ever seen.
"Have fun with Kristoff?" Elsa teased.
"Oh, shut up," Anna grinned.
"C'mon," Elsa said with a giggle. "Let's get to bed before I fall over."
"Good idea," Anna yawned.
Elsa stood up and Anna followed her out, the two of them biding the left over guests a good night as they left.
Even though the night was long, the girls found a way to cope with the craziness. Cope with the busy chores to plan the party. Cope with the troubles of love and cope with the burden of being trade partners with many different kingdoms. But as long as they had each other, they both decided as they linked arms and headed to a well deserved sleep, they could cope with anything life threw at them.
Lame ending again but… it happened. Prince Thomas was just kinda there for Elsa to get a little love while Anna gets her Kristoff. I actually ship Elsa with Jack Frost (sorta kinda. I'm still iffy) in an AU because I'm thinking of timelines and everything. And, of course, Punzie and Eugene dropped by for a visit. One of my OTPs :3
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