As the sun rose next morning, Elsa laid in her bed, stretching. She had decided the previous night that she would meet with Prince James of Wales again. It took a while before she got her mind back under control, but her emotions were still bumpy. She had, after all, never experienced such delight as she did last night; the butterflies in her stomach were still running rampant.
In about five minutes, the Queen of Arendelle rose from her bed. She'd fashioned herself a dress using her ice powers, similar to the one she usually wears. Also, much like yesterday, her hair was pulled into a loose braid: Ahh, there it is, thought Elsa as she fixed her hair exactly as she wanted it.
Now, what to do, what to do . . . Maybe . . . No, he'd figure it out! Elsa was the only one who knew she wanted to run into James again; he had no idea. It was going to be spontaneous, although the queen wasn't sure how she'd make it accidental.
"Elsa!" Anna's voice sung out from the corridor.
"Anna! Good morning! How'd you sleep?"
"Great! I'm not having so many nightmares about - the incident - anymore."
"Oh, Anna, that's fantastic!"
Anna's grin suddenly widened. "Yeah, it is - you wanna know what else?"
" . . . What?" Elsa was very concerned about her sanity at this point. Although, she was Anna - notorious for acting and speaking before thinking.
"Kristoff - he . . ." Anna couldn't finish her statement. She did, however, pull a small, black, leather box from behind her back.
The sisters' eyes filled with tears of joy. Elsa was a smart lady; she knew how to put two and two together. They ran up to each other and held on for at least a minute - or was it an hour? Either way, it didn't matter - Anna was going to become Mrs. Anna Bjorgman.
"Oh, Anna, I'm so glad! Do you know when yet?"
"No, not yet. It'll be soon. We still have some things to figure out. He needs a best man - although, he'll probably ask your permission for Sven."
"Oh, Kristoff and that reindeer! Well, I have to be off. I may or may not be meeting . . . Someone . . ."
FIVE MINUTES LATER
Where are you, where are you, Elsa thought to herself as she looked for the man. After what had seemed to be an eternity (it was, of course, around three whole minutes), she spotted him. Now, how do I do this? Oh, I got it!
She conveniently stood behind him as he was turning around, and he bumped into her - literally: "Oh, I'm sor - Your Maj - , I mean, Elsa! What a nice surprise!"
"Oh, hello, James! Fancy seeing you here!" Elsa felt giddy inside. She just knew this guy was a good man. She finally understood how Anna had felt about Hans. She figured she'd invite the prince for a walk! That's a perfect idea, she thought, who doesn't like a nice stroll through the Arendellian gardens?
"Yes, quite . . . So, how are you - if you don't mind me asking?"
Of course, I don't mind, silly! "Oh, of course not! I'm doing very well, thank you. How about you?"
"Well, I didn't sleep much. Then again, I don't need much. I only sleep around three hours a night, anyway. Other than that, I'm doing well," James replied, "and I thought about what you said yesterday. About only having one dad -"
"Oh, look, about that -"
"No, you were right. Look, I may not have the best situation, but it's certainly not the worst. He could have been an alcoholic, an abuser, or . . . God forbid, it could have been like . . . You know . . ."
She knew he was referring to her situation. He meant no harm, of course, but just the mention of it brought back so many memories. Tears started forming in her eyes.
"Whoa, Elsa -" James was worried he'd taken it a little too far as concern sprung up to his face.
"It's OK; I'm fine. Just, you know . . . The thought of it brings back so many memories," she wiped her eyes and cheeks. "It was rough. It still is. Like I said yesterday, about how I wasn't there for Anna when she needed me. The feeling still kills."
"I understand. So, um . . . Walk with me?"
"James, you read my mind!"
The couple then began to embark on a graceful walk, moving along with an andante speed. Elsa had the most ridiculous grin on her face, as well as James. For the first time in a long time, the snow queen was joyful. Not just happy - there was an extra oomph to it. Little did Elsa know that this stranger was going to change her life forever . . .
A/N: OK, guys, I love this story. James is loosely based on me, cause, you know . . . who doesn't have a crush on Elsa? Am I alone in this?
Please, please review! Let me know if there's too much dialogue, if you want more description, whatever. Thanks for reading!