Name: Change chpt. 4
Summ: Elsa blinked once, twice, then a third time. "What do you mean Anna isn't my sister?" Info: Frozen, Elsana pairing. Non-incest with a twist. Post movie. Fluff.
Disclaimer; I do not own Frozen. This is a work of FanFiction, Obviously.
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"You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth."
― William W. Purkey
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Anna liked to believe that she was a strong willed individual. For years she suffered through the boring life that was being a princess. On a daily basis Anna endured the company of stuffy old nobles that only had money or other perverse thoughts running through their heads. She had dealt with heinous plots, ice storms, wolfs, and even magic. Anna was convinced there was hardly a thing on this planet that she couldn't face with a smile and her slightly awkward behavior.
But even having gone through all those things none of that compared to the torture of the royal stylist, Edna.
And she had awoken this morning to such a blissful happiness. What a turnaround this turned out to be.
Forced to set down on a stool so the small woman could reach her, Anna had her back to the bespectacled woman, as her boorish yet dainty little hands none too gently weaved in and out of fiery hair.
"Your hair is much longer than I remembered." The woman mused with a click of her tongue. fingers tugging here and there causing the princess to flinch.
Anna could practically hear the disapproving tone lacing Edna's shrill voice. The woman making very little effort to hide her sighs of annoyance at the flaws she would find. It was a fundamental thing that separated the two. Edna was a firm believer in style and general appearance while Anna looked more for what was on the inside. The red headed girl had never much cared for how she looked or for that matter what she wore.
Nonetheless, Anna sat obliged to the stylists hands, although a bit reluctant.
Edna contined to twist, pull, and occasionally rearrange the wild mane of red hair. This went on for some time, Anna trapped within the older woman's grasp. The only sound the small mummers or her assistants scrambling to obey whatever strange order she could think of. Before long, Edna slowed in her almost frantic pace, her ministrations in Anna's hair finishing.
"I don't know why you insist on being so stubborn darling." The woman said. "You have gorgeous hair. We should do this more often."
Anna just bit back the sigh threatening to break through her lips. 'I doubt it.' Instead she nodded, her eyes trying to look up though difficult seeing how Edna was still holding her head. Despite the horrendous effort it took, Anna had to admit, Edna always had good taste and she was curious.
"You're going to your sister's ball tonight aren't you?"
Anna felt teal eyes narrow in response. 'And here we go,' she thought with a groan. It was one of the reasons she despised these appointments. This woman had a bad tendency to talk in doubles. You had to look for the underneath and it was frustrating.
"Yes, Edna." She spoke carefully. "It's why I'm here isn't?" She tried. She really tried to keep the petulance out of her voice. It was usually Edna's goal to rile her up and by the way freckled cheeks were puffing in obvious annoyance, it was working.
The dark haired woman grinned a smile that bordered maddening. With a few tiny 'clicks' of her boots, Edna walked around to face her. Her hands already moving to light a cigarette. Another detestable habit she knew Anna loathed.
With a deep intake Edna puffed out a ring of smoke, allowing the tiny white stick to rest lazily within her two front fingers. She spoke again, this time very slowly, clearly enjoying herself. Her lips turning up almost reaching her comically sized glasses. She really was a witch when it came to gossip.
"You should see what Elsa is wearing." She practically purred. "It's marvelous."
Despite herself, Anna took the bait. How did she know what Elsa was wearing? A single brow arched up in question even knowing it was just what she wanted. Edna almost shook with glee.
"Sorry." The woman took another agonizing puff. "I don't mean to gossip-"
"I bet." Anna snorted
"But," Edna paused for dramatic effect as her eyes openly scrutinized Anna's finished outfit. "I designed it myself." She boasted proudly. "Upon the Queen's request of course. It's the cutting edge of style. She asked me to draw out the best dress I could make. And she said it was all to make you happy. Isn't she a doll?"
Anna couldn't find it in herself to respond. She couldn't think much past what she had been told. Elsa was doing this for her? But why?
Dawning her magnificent green and purple dress that beautifully ascented both her eyes and natural hair color Anna slowly made her way to the ball. She was so lost in thought the young princess completely disregarded the wonderfully party being thrown or the amazing decorations to a room once filled with nothing but hollow laughter.
It occurred to her that this was in fact the very same room she and Elsa had once played in. It was the room Elsa had accidentally hit her with a blast of magic. She had almost died here. While she survived, her relationship with her sister had not. This place hadn't been used in such a long time. Anna had so seldom visited she had only just realized.
A mumbling of the crowd grew the girls attention. Her gaze following everyone else's eventually looking up to the spiraling stair case in the middle of the room. Anna froze at what she found.
Elsa was stunning.
The thought captured her. The blonde's beauty inescapable. Anna tried not to let it show. Didn't want to let on how much it affected her but it was no use. All attempts to look undeterred failed before they ever began. The princess staring blatantly at the other girl.
Elsa had dressed up. Not that she didn't occasionally do this but today was different, it stood out across those other days. Others seemed to notice as well. Not only her but several patrons of the ball room were openly gawking at the beauty walking down the spiraling stairs.
She was dawning a similar dress to her Ice creation but without sleeves or straps. It was marvelous. Even Elsa's radiant hair was done masterfully . . . Pulled up in twirling braid it was breath taking. Little strands of hair were curling, wasping around and over her cheeks and ears. It was just begging to be touched.
Under her intense scrunity the older girl much have sensed the eyes burning, licking over her form as her head tilted slightly. Blue orbs darting over to meet Anna.
Maybe there should have been a part of Anna that felt embarrassed at being caught behaving so pathetic. It might have even seen as if she was nothing more than a common leech that looked at Elsa for nothing more than her body. Elsa was so much more than that. While beautiful, painfully so, it didn't hold a candle to the true beauty of the Queen's heart. She was apart of her soul. The single driving force that not only keep this land in line but willed them to better themselves. She fought for them, bleed for them, cried for them.
It was easy to miss how truly breath taking she really was when one could only see her appearance. People lusted after her looks. They feared her scowl. But how many of them knew her? How many could hear the tender tone her voice took? The way she could be so gentle and kind.
The two girls never broke eye contact as Elsa continued to descend. Her gaze just as glued to her as she was Elsa, they only had each other in sight. The Queen's pace was slow, purposeful as the closer she became the louder was the audible click of heels.
When Elsa's slow methodical pace finally reached the last step her older sister seemed to hesitate. She hovered above it. Biting her lip Elsa radiated nervous energy as if debating something. Her eyes casting out to the distance between her and the people present.
Anna looked on curiously. The spell she had been under just moments ago waning slightly as worry started to fill. 'Of course,' she thought with a small shake of head.
It took Anna less than a second to decide on an action. Strolling across the room, her short legs moved her quickly in and out of the large group of people. If Elsa needed her to move first than that was what she would do.
Several different guests tried to engage Anna in conversation as she walked, some she knew, others not so much. The normally bubbly princess who was happy to talk to any did her best to politely pass by.
As she grew closer Anna was tempted to ask about the dress. She was definitely curious why the woman had went to such an extent when she had been so very reluctant in the past. Ball rooms or even large quantities of people were never her favorite. Unfortunately the question never made it past her lips, the red head's mouth snapping shut with an intake of air.
Elsa smiled at her. Her eyelids fluttered just a moment but the slight flush over her cheeks was the dagger. All coherent thought going out the window.
"Anna," The monarch mouthed slowly. Her eyes raking over her own dressed up self. "You look amazing."
"You look beautiful."
The words just seemed to slip past her lips. They took a mind of their own, saying probably the only thing that mattered to her at this point in time. Oddly enough, she wasn't even embarrassed about it. There was nothing to be ashamed of. Elsa was beautiful and she deserved to hear such.
Blue eyes lifted up to look at her. Anna's words lighting a magnificent smile over Elsa's face. It was one she couldn't help but return. She had always loved Elsa's smile. While often reserved, when Elsa truly felt strongly about something you knew it. When the Queen smiled she truly meant it.
"Thank you." She said softly, almost sly. She turned looking about the bustling scene around. "So this is it, huh? They certainly went all out."
That was true.
She would have to thank the planners and decorators the next time the opportunity presented itself. If only because she got to see Elsa in that dress.
Elsa swallowed heavily, her beautiful eyes fixed down. "Would you like to dance?"
The question caught her slightly off guard. The smaller girl even doing a quick check behind and around to make sure Elsa wasn't actually asking anyone else. Nope. Elsa was talking to her alright.
"M-me?" Anna questioned dubious. Wouldn't the Queen have more important people to dance with instead of her clumsy sister? "Why...Why would you want that? I'd probably just crash into someone!" She laughed nervously.
Elsa laughed. "That would be okay. More than okay actually. It might just liven up this place. And you won't fall, I promise. I'll lead?"
Anna nodded as a hand ghosted over her own. The touch sending shockwaves through her arm. Elsa guiding her gently toward the dance floor.
Steeping into rhyme the music, a hand curled around the small of her waist causing a blush to form. What the hell was wrong with her?
"I love this song." The Queen said thoughtfully, her hand flattening as she pressed slightly, the two becoming impossible close. Her eyes looked down meeting Anna's gaze. "Do you remember?"
Suddenly a wave of embarrassment flashed forward. Of course she remembered. Elsa had always loved to sing as a child. She was considered a musical genius by most. It was what inspired a young Anna to pick it up herself. She remembered vividly singing to her older sister trying to impress her. Elsa being the sweetheart she was, always so eager to join or help in her passion.
"I loved to hear you sing."
Anna looked up in surprise. A jump in the song had the two twisting in turn.
"Really?"
Elsa looked a little embarrassed herself at the admission. "Yes." She said quietly. "It was actually when I felt closest to you. Besides building snowmen." She joked.
"It was amazing." Anna agreed. "You were amazing." Teal eyes widened dramatically, the younger sister nearly spitting out her next words. "An amazing singer I mean!"
If bothered by Anna's little outburst Elsa didn't show it. Instead, closing the gap between them in a fierce hug. She was a little startled but quickly returned it. Her arms wrapping protectively around the blonde.
"It's stupid really." Elsa said after a moment. "It's just that after you were . . . hurt. I didn't have anything to connect with you. Singing was all we had. It made me feel close to you again. Even if it was only for a little while. Before I was forced to . . ."
The Queen couldn't finish. Her words choking at the end. Anna even had a burning sting assaulting her own eyes but ignored it.
"Hey. Come here, Elsa." Reaching out Anna wrapped the taller woman up as tight as she could. Her hands rubbing, consoling in her touch. "Look at me." She commanded softly, ignoring the irony. "I don't blame you for that. Our parents. . . well, they messed up okay? They did what they thought was right at the time but it was their mistake. Not yours okay? You have nothing to be ashamed of."
Elsa blinked lightly, her lashes fluttering away a few strain of tears. "So you don't blame me?"
"Never" Anna spoke fiercely. "I have not or will I ever. I've always cherished our time together and I don't regret anything."
Elsa couldn't answer. It was pretty obvious why, the older girl doing her very best to push back the sobs rocking her body. Anna didn't comment on it. She just continued to hold her, the two still moving quietly to the music, both getting lost in the moment.
Somewhere during the dance, Elsa's slim fingers had worked themselves into Anna's braid. She was careful, almost delicate in her touch. Not wanting to harm Edna's work, her hands were sliding across massaging the tender skin of her hairline. It was nice. Really nice actually.
"Edna did a marvelous job." The Queen intoned softly. Both girls still swaying gently to the music.
Anna scoffed, loudly. She couldn't help it. Thinking back to that horrid episode shuddering, but quickly sputtered out an apology not wanting to seem ungrateful. "She did." She conceded. "But you wouldn't believe what I had to go through." The woman's words still ringing painfully inside her head. 'Elsa did look marvelous.'
Elsa grinned in response. It was a cunning little turn of lip that was almost sly. It stirred up a wave of emotions all at once. She felt uneasy, but strangely happy. It was in a manic sort of way that made her want to giggle uncomfortable.
With a quickly growing reddish hew Anna huffed, her eyes darting away to rest anywhere but Elsa's insufferable smirk. When had she even started to do that?
They were still so very close. Close enough for Anna to be able to make out the slightest of movements of Elsa's body. Every twitch, each turn with hypnotic music Anna could feel as tremors ran through her body. Her chest felt as if it were about to burst, beating, drumming loudly in her chest. It was so loud she was certain that the elder girl could hear it. Elsa had turned her head, the taller girl now angling her mouth down almost touching the side of her head. Her pretty pink lips breathing air over her ear.
"You'd think you would take a little pity." She tried to sound haughty or indignant but it came out more breathless than anything. "I did endure her after all. And all for your benefit."
Elsa laughed. In surprise Anna turned her glare, however marginal up to her sister. She had really been honest when she spoke. Anna had only dressed up because of Elsa. She had wanted to look nice for her and it hurt being dismissed. It vanished entirely though at the look peering down at her. Crystal blue's were staring at her with such emotion and caring that whatever words Anna had stored up left as if punched in the gut.
"Oh Anna," The Queen said, her fingers starting an amazing stroking motion that caused Anna's eyes to flutter.
For the first time in perhaps her entire existence Anna couldn't talk. Her chatty sometimes erratic voice dying inside her throat. The only sound a small squeak of surprise when Elsa's hand slipped, dipping down across the edges of her cheek bones settling just over her chin. Her always cool touch staying for a moment, their eyes locking. But then it began to move again, Anna unable to keep the soft intake of air from being audible as Elsa slowly traveled up her hairline, pushing the red locks safely back where they belonged.
"I'm glad that you dressed up."
Anna could almost imagine the 'for me,'. It was there, so close to being said. On the tip of her tongue but so far away. Elsa even looking as if debating the words before swallowing subtly and thinking better of it. Thankfully Elsa didn't retract her hand. For some reason Anna not ready to relinquish her just yet. The barest of touches grazed over flushed skin. It wasn't just nice, it was amazing. It was just the two of them again. Elsa and Anna. The rest of the room, or the world for that matter no long existed.
Over and over the blonde traced light feathery touches across the princess' skin. The smooth touch along with the music hypnotic, Anna allowing her eyes to close. The younger girl sighing in content as she lost track of time. The two dancing well into the night. This was where she belonged.
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