A/N: Prompt Day 4 - It's Complicated. Anna finds a mysterious mark on her sister while all of the neighboring kingdom's princes are visiting for a festival.
"It's nothing. You don't need to worry." Elsa tried to reassure her sister as she hastily pulled her hair over her shoulder.
Anna stood and crossed her arms, refusing to be so easily pacified, "I know you still think of me as your baby sister, and maybe I am somewhat naïve, but I know what that is!" Elsa gave Anna a challenging look, "not from personal experience of course, but-" the girl's face reddened, "wait I don't have to explain myself to you. You're the one with a huge bite mark on her neck!"
Elsa fought to conceal the blush burning her cheeks. "It's not what you think. It's-"
The brunette cut her off using the calmest voice she could muster, "Just tell me who it is so I can be happy for you and I'll forget all about that." She gestured toward the mark, "I knew you seemed different lately and with all of the princes from the other kingdoms here for the festival I hoped you would find someone. I mean it was really only a matter of time, so just tell me already!"
"It's not like that really… It's complicated." Elsa searched for any explanation that would keep her from having to tell the truth as Anna rolled her eyes. "There's nothing to tell." The conviction in her voice was painful. "It's nothing serious, don't get your hopes up and turn it into more than it is." She desperately wished her sister would drop the subject, all of these questions just planted doubts in her head, but the princess sat down on the bed and folded her arms across her chest.
"I'm not leaving until you tell me." Blues eyes formed a sharp glare at the blonde.
"Fine, but I'm done talking. I have to get ready for the ball." Elsa turned from her and went to her wardrobe in search of her dress. Her eyes landed on a bundle of pink satin. She bit her lip hesitantly, her fingers traced down the material. Finally she nodded and pulled it from it's hiding place.
"Fine." Anna watched her, waiting for her to cave and tell her everything. She couldn't contain herself when she saw the dress her sister was planning on wearing, "Wow. It's beautiful. I've never seen something so elegant! You'll look like the queen of queens! Is it new?"
Elsa nodded her response her eyes never leaving the dress. It was pink and tight through the top and waist but flared at her hip into a full skirt. The intricate beaded pattern of snowflakes at the hem and waist sparkled in the light. She ran her hand over the satin and tiny pearl beading.
Carefully she braided her hair over her left shoulder. When she finished she secured it with a matching baby pink ribbon. She picked up the long, stunning dress from the chair and slipped it on over her slip. The color brightened her skin, brought out the pinks of her cheeks, and contrasted the bright blue of her eyes. It was breath taking. After pulling her arms through the elbow-length sleeves, she looked back to Anna. "If you're going to sit here, will you at least button me up?"
Anna fiddled with the tiny pearl buttons. As she finished the last button she pulled Elsa's braid from over her shoulder to pin it up for her, an apology blooming on her lips. "Elsa, you're right it's-" She caught sight of another mark behind her sister's ear. She shoved her forward and spun her around. Her eyes bore into Elsa's widening saphires. "Oh my gosh! There's another one! Seriously who is this guy?"
The queen pulled her braid back in place over her shoulder and buried her face in her hands, exasperated and embarrassed. "He is no one. And I already told you, I am done talking about this with you."
"Well whoever he is, you better tell him to stop leaving marks all over you because you really don't have many dresses that can hide them." With a laugh Anna left to go get herself ready for the evening.
When Hans caught sight of Elsa at the ball he was speechless. He couldn't help his jaw from dropping a little. Discreetly, he made his way to her along the side of the room. Catching her from behind, he leaned to her ear. "I was right. You look wonderful in pink." Elsa blushed slightly as he took her hand and guided her onto a secluded balcony. "All of the princes are spreading rumors that a man gave this dress to you as a gift."
"All of the men?" She raised an eyebrow.
Hans reddened. "Maybe it was just one. Although I heard he was a very charming suitor of the queen." He lifted his chin and posed majestically.
"A suitor? That's rather formal and serious." She questioned with a smirk. "I don't know that calling the man my suitor is correct."
Hans raised one eyebrow, a grin playing on his lips. "What word you use, my queen?"
Elsa laughed airily. "I'm not sure. It's rather complicated. Obviously, since I wore the dress it demonstrates that I care for the person who gave it to me. And a gift this extravagant suggests expresses a certain level of fondness from the sender, but perhaps he is just trying to get in my good graces." She wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her head u towards his, "I wonder if perhaps this man is more interested in removing the dress than seeing me wear it." Elsa smiled slyly.
Hans pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. He stared down at her, "Why, I have no idea what you're suggesting." He leaned down to kiss her neck, his sideburns tickling her, a girlish giggle burst from her lips. Hans whispered, "Does the queen not wish for me to remove her dress?" He nipped at her ear.
"Oh that reminds me. Anna said you need to stop biting me. She doesn't think I have enough dresses to hide the marks." Hans pulled back, horrified, his face reddening to match his hair. Elsa had to admit that putting up with Anna's curiosity was well worth the look on Hans' face. She couldn't contain the laughter that bubbled inside of her.
"You told Anna?" He questioned, unsure how to handle the conversation.
"Clearly she doesn't know that it's you, or you wouldn't be standing here in one piece. But someday, if this suitor of mine wishes to continue seeing me, I will." Elsa studied him, gauging his response.
"Of course." He swallowed, attempting to regain his composure. "But perhaps we should wait until I have returned to the Southern Isles for that? For the sake of my life?"
Laughter spilled from her lips once more, "Anything for my suitor," her voice dripping with sarcasm. She pulled his lips down to meet hers. Their kiss was slow and longing, their lips betraying their hearts. When his lips drifted once again to her neck, she hummed encouragingly. Teeth grazed the soft skin, then suddenly Hans straightened to look at her. His green eyes dancing, darkening as he gazed at her. "I guess this means I'm going to need to buy you some more dresses."
