Due to the demanding reviews I've been gaining, I decided to bring yet another chapter. I tried my best not to make this awkward, I'm not much of a romance writer. I hope it's not too OOC, either. Anyway, this was beta'd by KappasRule. I hope you all will review, and thanks for all the positive feedback you've been giving me so far!

I own neither DGM nor Frozen

Allen stood near the front, by the altar. The church had been filled, and the choir was singing a traditional tune above them. Allen was so excited to see her brother again, it was hard for her to keep still. When Kanda strode in, Allen couldn't help but blush a little.

He sure had grown. His long, dark hair raised in a pony. Kanda looked great in that purple cape. Don't smile, whatever you do. Allen thought sarcastically.

The princess searched through the crowd. She found Tykki, a man had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Their eyes met, and Tykki gave her a little wave, Allen smiled back.

Conceal, don't feel. Those words were like a broken record in Kanda's mind as he waited for his queue to pick up the golden ball and scepter. He avoided his sister's gaze, he didn't need her distraction right now.

Then, the time came. Maybe they won't notice if I keep the gloves on… Kanda thought as he shakily reached for the objects. "Your majesty…" The priest noted. Damn… "The gloves." I hate you. I'm going to kill you in your sleep. Kanda cursed as he shakily pulled off his gloves, and reached for the ball and scepter. He turned to face the crowd. The priest declared a few things in a foreign language. The frost was about to creep up…. 'No… don't you dare!' Finally, "Long live King Kanda!"

"LONG LIVE KING KANDA!"

Kanda quickly put the objects down and pulled his gloves back on.

The Moyashi next to him cheered louder than the rest. Che. He thought. How annoying.

"Ladies and gentlemen… I present to you, King Kanda of Arendelle!"

Kanda stood tall, hands folded behind him, and he held a stoic expression as he walked up front, and turned to face the crowd of guests in the ballroom.

"And… Princess Allen, of Arendelle!"

Allen stood a good few feet away from Kanda. She awkwardly smiled at the crowd, but the advisor directed her much closer to her brother. "Ah, here? Oh, ok." She muttered, taking a step away from Kanda. She waved to the crowd again.

"Let the party begin."

The crowd cheered, and the music began to play a nice, dancing jig. After a while, they lost all attention, and Allen stood there awkwardly by Kanda.

"Hi."

Allen's eyes widened. "Hi… hi me?"

"Yes, hi you Moyashi." Kanda rolled his eyes.

"It's Allen." She scolded. "I was just a bit shocked to hear you speak, Bakanda."

"Why, you…" Kanda sighed, noticing that someone was approaching them.

After the man had introduced himself… his name was Suman Dark, he bowed, congratulated them, and all malice seemed to disappear from Kanda. Allen anxiously twiddled her fingers.

"You…" Kanda hesitated, and breathed in.

Allen raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"You look beautiful…."

Allen felt her chest warm up with happiness, and she nearly giggled at Kanda's blushing cheeks. Though, she felt her own blood rush to her cheeks as well. "Thanks." She said, letting her lips curl into a smile. "You…. Look handsome though, in that kingly getup of yours."

They both stood there, both thinking the same thing. I should ask to dance…

Allen was about to speak, but the advisor interrupted them, and all awkwardness was passed off into chivalry. "Your majesties, Duke Malcolm C. Leverrier of Vatican."

She raised an eyebrow at the tall man before them. His hair was short and slicked back, and above his lips sat a toothbrush moustache. Leverrier stood at least a head and a half taller than Allen, and stood right above Kanda.

"Congratulations, King Kanda." He bowed expertly. "My assistant is here… but not right at this moment, so I must apologize."

"No worries." Kanda said, trying to keep his irritation at bay.

"Princess Allen." Leverrier gently grabbed Allen's hand. "May I offer your first dance?"

Allen's eyes widened. "Uh…"

"Sure, take her." Kanda quickly answered. "She was bothering me anyway."

"Of course, your majesty." He said, with a sly grin, making Allen wince. He bowed, and tugged Allen into the crowd with him.

"Ah!" Allen yelped, and shot her brother an icy glare. I'll get you for this. Kanda only shook his head, and was introduced to yet another guest.

Kanda's image disappeared, and suddenly Allen and Duke Leverrier were deep in the crowd. Allen felt a bit awkward, dancing with a taller and older man. She danced with someone who just beamed authority and grace.

Allen sighed. Maybe she was just short.

After swaying and twirling in the crowd for a moment, the duke decided to speak. "So, do you know why the gates have been closed?"

"No." Allen immediately, and truthfully, answered. The duke just hummed in thought.

"Oh well."

Suddenly, he dipped Allen. "In case you haven't figured it out, I'm an excellent dancer."

Allen couldn't help but feel exasperated. When she was finally released, she went back to her brother. "Well, well."

"Ah, shut up Bakanda." Allen lightly punched Kanda on the shoulder. This caused a funny reaction: Kanda recoiled from Allen, and rubbed his shoulder, looking at his sister with wide eyes. "What? It was just a little punch." She said, making a fist again. Kanda found his gaze trailing to Allen's scar, as if he was reminding himself of something.

Then, Kanda turned stoic again. "It's nothing."

"I guess I'm just too strong for you, eh, Bakanda?" Allen joked, snickering behind her hand.

Kanda ignored her, and just looked out to the crowd. Allen was found doing the same. "So, this is what a party is like." Kanda said.

"It's great." Allen sighed contentedly. "It's warm, there are people…. I wish it could be like this all the time."

"Me too." Kanda found himself agreeing, as if in a trance. He blinked, and looked to his hands. "But we can't." Frost prickled at his fingertips, as if reminding him. That scar on his sister's face was also a constant reminder of what he had done.

"Why not?" Allen's voice rose. "Kanda…" Kanda had been avoiding her gaze. Allen reached out to turn him around to face her. However, he recoiled.

"We just can't!" Kanda had his back to her, completely avoiding her now.

Allen felt hurt. Allen felt cold. "I-I'm sorry…" She muttered under her breath. "I'm going…"

With that, Allen left a distressed Kanda behind.

Even though Kanda had plastered on a stoic expression, he felt pained to watch his sister disappear in the sea of colors, wrapping her arms around herself. She just looked pathetic.