Elsa instructed Emma to sit in the front row of the church while the wedding ceremony happened. Emma happily obliged, sitting next to a plump woman wearing a deep blue dress.
"Hello" The woman greeted. "I haven't seen you here before. Do you live in Arendelle?"
"Oh no" Emma said.
"Oh! Where do you live?"
She hadn't been prepared for this. "Um..."
Come on Emma. Think! What's an old fashioned name for a kingdom?
"Merry...ville" She said. "Yeah! Merryville"
"Hm. Never heard of Merryville. Is it far from here?"
"Yes" Emma said. "Very far"
The woman seemed to be bursting with questions but thankfully the priest began talking. If Emma believed in a God, she would be praying to him right now.
"We are gathered here together on this beautiful afternoon to share with Princess Anna of Arendelle and Mister Kristoff Bjorgman as they exchange their vows of everlasting love"
As Anna and Kristoff said their vows to one another, Emma took a glance at Elsa and was touched to see her nearly in tears. She supposed as queen, she had to keep up the show of respect and dignity to her subjects.
Is that what I would have to do? Emma thought to herself. The words of the priest were drowned out by her own thoughts. If the curse hadn't happened, she supposed she would be learning the same things Elsa was doing right now. Learning all the trade routes of the sea, learning the politics of neighboring kingdoms, learning how to be a benevolent but strong queen just like Elsa was. And of course her parents would probably be pestering her about finding a suitable man to become king. Not that they weren't already doing that now with Hook.
She jumped slightly as she was pulled out of her thoughts by clapping and cheering. She looked around and saw that everyone had gotten up. She hastily rose and clapped with the rest.
After the wedding was over, the after party came. Everyone joined in the ballroom to dance merrily, drink and eat from the large buffet table topped with the wedding cake, sandwiches and the largest amount of chocolate Emma has ever seen.
Emma stood besides Elsa as she watched Anna dance with Kristoff, a proud smile lining her face.
"They grow up so fast, don't they?" Elsa said softly.
"W-what?" Emma squeaked, once again interrupted from her thoughts. "Oh, yes! They do"
Elsa chuckled. "I'm sure you will have the same feeling when your baby brother gets older and finds his true love. If he does that is. Not everyone finds their true love" Emma could tell Elsa was talking about herself.
"You're only twenty one" Emma argued. "Why rush it?"
"I'm queen, Emma" Elsa stated. "It's time I start looking for potential suitors. It's my duty"
"That's a stupid duty for a queen to have" Emma said.
"I don't make the rules"
"You're queen. Change them"
"It's not that easy Emma"
"How do you know if you haven't tried?" Emma asked with a mischievous smile. Elsa laughed and Emma's insides tingled. She loved making Elsa laugh. It was such a beautiful sound. Like tinkling bells.
Suddenly Elsa stiffened. She turned to Emma and quickly said, "Dance with me"
"What?" Emma was in shock.
"Dance with me" Elsa gestured to the man who was coming their way. He was fat and his tux was darkened with sweat. He looked like a complete and utter pig and was hoping for a dance with the queen.
"Yeah, let's dance" Emma was prepared to yank her to the dance floor but Elsa stood her ground. "What?"
"Properly" Elsa reminded her. "I'm queen and you can't just yank me onto the dance floor"
"Oh, right" She cleared her throat and curtsied. Extending her hand towards Elsa she said, "My queen, can I care to have the next dance with you?"
Elsa smiled serenely and took her hand. "You may"
They walked in the middle of the dance floor, other dancing hastily moving out of their way. The man stopped midway, glaring at Emma who had seized his chance. Emma struggled not to laugh triumphantly.
The next song was a slow one. Emma cursed the musicians.
Elsa looked around at what the other dancers were doing and turned back to Emma. "Telegangar"
"Telegangar?" Emma repeated in confusion.
"Its a dance we do here in Arendelle" Elsa explained.
"I don't know what to do"
"You don't have to know what to do. It's an improvising dance"
"That's even worse"
Elsa laughed again. Emma's cheeks burned with embarrassment. "Now you're just laughing at me"
"I'm sorry" Elsa was still laughing. "There's no need to be embarrassed. I'll lead. Just flow with the music" She took Emma's hand, holding it up in hers and placed her other hand on Emma's waist. She nodded at Emma to do the same.
They moved in a slow moving circle, never moving from their spot.
"Loosen up" Elsa whispered, moving her hand up to Emma's back to softly knead at the stiff muscles. Emma suppressed a moan. Elsa continued to sooth out the tense muscles until Emma relaxed in her arms.
They kept dancing but Emma barely noticed. All she could think about was how perfectly her body molded with Elsa's and how that intoxicating minty scent clung to her skin. She lost herself and moved her hand up to twist her fingers into her platinum blond hair that was woven in a french braided crown twist bun. Her fingers were twisted in it gently as not to pull the bun apart. Elsa flinched slightly at the more intimate movement but didn't back away. Their faces were mere inches away. Emma could feel the warmth of Elsa's breath on her face. She leaned in...
"Elsa! I thought you said you can't dance"
The two women sprung apart as if touching one another was like touching a red hot branding tool. Anna was standing there with Kristoff besides her, grinning like a fool.
Elsa composed herself quickly which Emma admired. She was wringing her hands like a nervous wreck.
"Anna" Elsa smiled. "How are you enjoying your wedding?"
"It's amazing!" Anna squealed. "We are having so much fun, right Kristoff!"
Kristoff smiled. "We are. Thank you for letting me marry your sister"
"I wouldn't want anyone else marrying Anna" Elsa replied.
"Well Elsa. Now that I know you can dance, dance with me!" Anna started jumping up and down in anticipation.
"Whoa, Anna. Calm down. I will dance with you" Elsa took Anna's hand and they moved away, leaving Kristoff and Emma alone.
Emma didn't know what to say. She barely knew Kristoff and if she could remember correctly, spoke only four words to him. Luckily for her, Kristoff spoke first.
"You like Elsa, don't you?" He said.
Her gaze snapped to his. Not the first words she was expecting. "Uh..."
"Don't worry" He said with a reassuring smile. "I won't tell anyone"
"Thanks" It came out more like a question then a response. How did he know?
As if he could read her thoughts, he said, "I saw you two dancing. I recognized that look in your eyes"
She started wringing her hands again.
"I understand that you love her. You probably spent more time with her then I ever did. But from what I do know of her, if you are going to love her, you have to love every part of her. No matter how annoying or possessive she can get concerning her sister, allow it. She can also be stubborn. Very stubborn. And the most important thing is that you cannot call her a monster or talk about her powers in a negative way"
"I know" Emma said. "I have powers too and she was the one to show me that I should embrace them"
"Oh. Well, do you think you can do all of that?"
"Yes" She said, confidence laced in her voice.
"Good. I can tell you will be able to treat her the way she deserves"
"How do you know?" She asked.
He looked down. "You stopped wringing your hands"
She followed his gaze. "You're right"
