Hey guys!

I was intending on this only being a one-shot but, surprisingly people have asked for more so here it is!Most likely I will wrap this up in one more chapter after this if people are still interested after all this time.

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" Arranged Marriage?"

The king glances up from the document.

" My dear, truthfully the marriage was meant for you but Elsa has informed me you already have suitor?"

I nod thinking of Kristoff and how close we've gotten. Papa chuckles and looks back down at the document to continue writing.

" And I can tell he must be truly the one for you for you to smile like that, Anna."

My cheeks burn when I realize I'm smiling like a fool. I shift foot to foot.

" Yeah, he's great. So what are you going to tell the offended kingdom?"

He shrugs as he moves on to the next piece of parchment.

"What else? Simply that the prince will have to marry Elsa instead. It's not exactly Alchemy, Anna"

My jaw drops and I shoot up like

Wait, What? You Can't be serious about marrying Elsa off!"

He sighs annoyed and looks up at me again.

"My dear, I'm not anymore pleased about this than you are but it must be done. We need to reestablish trade in order to retain peace. I only have a short window of opportunity to fix the mistakes Elsa made cutting off trade."

Before I can stop myself, I slam my hands down on his desk in anger.

"Elsa's mistakes?! What about yours?! Who told her to conceal her powers? YOU! Who separated us for years and left me thinking Elsa hated me?! YOU! THAT WAS ALL YOU!"

Papa- no...the king, stands up looking angry.

"That's enough, Anna! I have a meeting to get to, and i hope you learn your place before I see you at dinner!"

With that he storms out and i notice the half written letter on his desk is to the king of the Southern isles.

Elsa's POV

I shift in my seat at the table as I wait for Anna to get here for lunch. To be truthful, the thought of food is nauseating at the moment but I am dying to see Anna's smiling face. At the meeting, Papa announced to the council that I will be getting married. I wasn't too surprised, since i had already explained to papa that Anna already has Kristoff. It starts to snow around me and it takes everything i have to stop it, I can't let Anna know. I also work to let the room warm up as the doors slam open. I force a smile and turn to the door.

" Anna what have I told you about slamming door-"

I stop when I see she's frowning as she storms towards me waving a piece of parchment. My stomach drops, she already knows.

I wring my gloved hands and she stops in front of me looking angry.

" The Southern Isles, really?!"

I sigh and turn to the table that is now quickly being filled with sandwiches and fruit. I grab the smallest sandwich and take a bite not really caring what's on it, it tastes like sawdust to me. I swallow deciding to try to keep my tone light despite everything.

"Anna, its not really a big deal. Whoever the prince is will be getting the throne anyways so he won't have to kill someone to get it this time."

I hear Anna stomp her foot behind me.

"I don't care, Elsa! I don't want you to be forced into a marriage just because of some silly peace treaty! Its not fair to you and its not fair to your future true love!"

I think about chancing another bite of the sandwich i clearly can't taste but instead I push my chair from the table as I wipe my gloved hands together to get rid of any lingering crumbs from the sandwich stuck on them. Then I turn to Anna knowing she won't give this up so easily.

"First of all, True love doesn't happen for everyone. And second, keeping peace in this kingdom is still a part of my duty."

Anna slams the parchment onto the table and I notice its a half written letter to King Rupert Of the Southern Isles. Anna's face is all red and she looks ready to punch someone, most likely Hans again or Papa.

"You still can't do this!"

I study my sister feeling confused.

"Anna I'm the heir. That may mean I have to make sacrifices for the good of the kingdom."

My gaze softens.

"But I'm also your sister, and so I want to make sacrifices for you."

I pause.

"What I don't understand is why you are so against this. You can venture outside the gates, you and Kristoff will have papa's blessing."

I gently pull her in for a hug before continuing in a quiet voice.

" You have everything you ever wanted, true love and your freedom! Go and enjoy it, Anna."

She pushes me back and holds me out at arms length frowning.

"At the price of yours, Elsa?! Every door that remains open for me is just another door closed in your face, and I don't want that."

I stare at my younger sister in surprise but then I give her a smile.

"I'll be fine, Anna. I-"

Kai opens the doors and peeks inside looking regretful.

"Queen- i mean, Princess Elsa.. The king has sent me to inform you that its now time for you to return to your room until dinner."

As much as I don't look forward to being locked up again, I am relived to be done talking about this to Anna.

I nod to my sister before turning to the door.

"It will all work out in the end Anna."

"But Elsa-"

The door closes before she can finish as Kai escorts me to my room in silence. I push open the door and start to walk in but Kai places a hand on my shoulder and I stop.

"My dear, your sister is rightly concerned about you, she just wants to see you happy. I am also aware the king has changed but i do know this.. He still cares deeply for both of you."

My shoulders slump slightly and I keep my back to the fatherly servant.

"I know. Thank you."

With that, I walk into my room and listen as the door quietly closes, the click of the lock, and finally the fading sound of Kai's footsteps. Then I let my mask fall and I collapse on the floor unable to stop the tears from falling. I'm not ready for marriage and the thought alone terrifies me. A long time ago I may have even sworn off marriage altogether if it wasn't for the fact of my title. I remember the talk I had with mama and papa when I was fourteen about how I would have to marry to ensure a heir. It didn't go so well if I recall, my room was frozen solid for almost two full days. Another thing, how can Papa not even mention to me before hand that he would betroth me so soon. Frost stretches out from my feet to covers the floor and door; and I don't even try to stop it.

Sorry it took so long to post this but I was planning on wrapping everything up in this part but it was taking too long; and my general posting has been slow recently since school has been getting in the way.

Thanks for reading!