Yo! It's been... a week since I last updated and it's... currently 5 am! (posted probably on 9 December 2013, Or possibly... 8 December 2013 for those in the west!) Sorry for not uploading it sooner but college life hectic and adding the fact I'm not exactly the best student... You get the idea. Another reason for why it's a bit late, is that I'm not really sure of this chapter and I had a bit writers block, but anyway, HERE IT IS! AND IT ACTUALLY HAS SOME DIALOGUE! Well, tell me what you think! It helps me know what I need to improve one and etc. Thanks for taelorraye, Ultimate Queen of Cliffies, WonderstruckWithDisney, and jhellou (Yes, but I'm a bit new at this and I'm not really sure of what I'm doing, so please be a bit patient with me - And I'll try to make it longer... Not sure how.) for reviewing! Thanks to Angue91745, MitzvahRose, , and jhellou for favouring the story! And 18 followers for a little over a thousand words? You guys are awesome! I hope you guys like the new chapter! Oh, I'm don't really know the names of the head maid and the head butler... So... I kinda chose random ones... Yeah...
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The moment he heard the twig snap, he cursed inwardly. In an attempt to prevent an awkward situation, he quickly began a conversation.
"Nice castle." If the queen wasn't present, his hand would have gladly greeted his face.
Seriously? He thought to himself, annoyed. Is 'Nice castle' all he could think of? But luckily, Lady Luck blessed him. It had somehow worked.
The queen quickly regained her composure and upon hearing her audience's comment (& his slight embarrassment at the said comment) couldn't help but chuckle. "...Yes, it has been a while since I had some time to myself, and I admit I missed doing this sort of thing." A hint of laughter was present in her voice as she gestured to her work of art.
"Well, it seems you have truly outdone yourself, your Majesty." He said sincirely. Upon speaking her title, he immediately kneeled before her. "Good evening, your Majesty, forgive me for not greeting you properly."
"Please, it's alright." She accepted his apology and gestured him to stand, "There is no need for such formalities right now, it is late after all, Aodan." As he stands, he gave a small start at his name being mentioned. It did not go unnoticed. "Is something the matter?" Her dark blue eyes held concern.
"I-It's nothing, I'm just a bit surprised you remember my name," He assured her. "After all, we met barely a month ago, and just held a small conversation." He added after a pause.
"I find it important to remember every subject's face and name." She tells him, her voice is soft as the snow she makes yet somehow firm as ice. "I may not be able to remember everything about everybody that I met and will meet, but the very least I can do is to remember their names." Smiling fondly at her small ice kingdom she continues, "I am the queen, it is my role to protect this realm, to serve the people."
He couldn't help but smile at her love for her kingdom. Her devotion is admirable, he thinks. He coudn't help but feel a lucky to meet her again, that their second conversation is warmer compared to the first.
Taking a better look at her, he saw that while she wears a simple blue dress, her grace is ever present. Her beautiful platinum blonde hair was neither at the bun for more formal occasions nor was it styled in the messy yet endearing braid she sometimes wear. It was let down with a couple simple pins at the sides, keeping the hair away from her face. Her beauty is still ever present.
He quickly fought down a blush, moving the torch farther from his face to hide his small and slight sign of his puppy love.
"The people are lucky to have you as their queen." He commented, slightly looking away.
"I supposed. But I am just as lucky to have them." She said, turning her a bit to the side to hide a small blush brought on by the comment. "It's not everyday people accept a monarchy with magic."
"Either way, we are truly lucky, you Majesty." He concludes, his face keeping the small smile.
Elsa.
As her blush fades, Elsa looks closely at the familiar stranger, taking in his lean and slightly musular frame in his simple attire of trousers, tunic, and his own black cloak. In his right hand is his lantern which for some reason is a bit far from his face and a small woven basket lay on the ground at his side. I wonder what's he doing out here at this time? She thought. She gave in to her curiosity.
"So, what are you doing here? Out in the forest in the dead of night." She asked him.
Aodan lightly tousled his short rich brown hair in slight embarrassment, "... I was gathering some herbs for breakfast tomorrow..." his voiced slowly trailed off at the end. She noticed that while he is smaller and less muscular than Kristoff, his voice is surpridingly a tad deeper.
"Gathering herbs? In the night?" She said doubtful as she raised a slender brow. Who would travel in the night to gather herbs.
"Yes, though not usually." He admits sheepishly, "There are times that I have the urge to go out and gaze at the stars. This evening is one of those times. The herbs were just a bonus." He gives a small grin at that. He raises his head, gazing at the stars. The early autumn wind ruffles their hair slightly.
She smiles at that, "I see. The stars ARE beautiful tonight." She follows his lead and gazes at the stars too. Her smile slowly turns into a grin as she takes in the beauty of the stars.
"Yes, yes they are." He agrees, slowly becoming more captivated by the celestial bodies. "At times, I wish time would stand still and let me gaze at them. To memorize every pattern and constellalion. To just forever take in the beauty of the mystic and majestic night." He shakes his head slightly, breaking from his trance. "Sorry, your Majesty. I sometimes get too captivated by the stars." His smile now held a small amount of embarrassment.
She give a small snicker at that. "It is fine." She assures him. "You must have a deep love for the stars to be so entranced by them though?" She asks.
He nods, "Yes, my Father would carry me on his shoulder and point to the stars, naming them to me. Mother would also add small stories about each of the star." He smiles fondly at the memories. "They made it a small tradition. They would randomly wake me from time to time just to do that. You can say that's where the urge to look at the stars came from." His muddy brown eyes twinkling slightly.
Elsa smiles at his story but it slowly fades as memories of her own parents arose from her mind. She pulls her cloak closer to her as she gazes at the stars once more. I wonder if they're watching me right now... She thinks, Will they have apporved me revealing my powers? Her eyes were tearing slightly. Uncertainty dwelling in them.
Aodan.
He noticed that she braced herself tightly, seeing her slightly upset, he changes the conversation.
"Though, does you Majesty usually go into the forest at night?" His asks, his tone slightly teasing.
She looks at him, eyes slightly watered enough for him to notice. "No, not usually." Her voice betrays her small tears. "I just wanted to be free of the castle walls... sometimes." Looking at the clearing, she adds, "And this part of the forest may be a bit far from the town, but close enough to avoid danger."
"I agree."
She continues, "I don't think Martha and Kai, the head maid and the head butler, would appreciate the ice in the ballroom." She laughs at the thought. "And like I said, I missed doing this."
He laughs along with her. "I don't think they would." He agrees, "And just as I said before, it is a beautiful castle. You are quite the artist, you Majesty." He complements her.
"Thank you." She smiled at him brightly. He quickly turns. Must I always blush?! He thought to himself, eyt again annoyed. Her voice cuts through his thoughts. "I'm afraid it's getting a bit late... or early." She chuckles lightly. "And I still have duties to attend in the morning, I'm afraid I must go." She flashes him an apologic look.
"N-No! It's quite alright, your Majesty!" He said, slightly flustered. "I understand."
She looks at him in amusement. "Thank you then, for your time."
"The pleasure's mine, and once again good eveni- err- morning, your Majesty." He said as he once again kneels at her presence.
She looks at him and opens her mouth, about to say something, but stops and shakes her head. "Yes, and good morning once again" Pulling up her cloak and lifting her lantern, she strays from the clearing and onto the path to the town. A very formal person he is sometimes. She thought, amused as she heads back to the castle.
His eyes follow her until she fades from his view. Once she is completely gone-
SMACK
His free hand greets his face in an epic facepalm.
"Nice Castle?" He rants to himself. "Seriously? What on earth was I thinking?" He grabs his basket and slowly makes his way back to his small cottage just at the edge of town, thoughts of gathering any herbs far from his mind.