JQ: Hola Amigos!
Despite my intro, my Spanish is atrocious. Forgive me, I used google/my beta for the Spanish in this chapter. Also, everything that I research for this fanfic can be found on google, FYI. And This chapter is a bit long, but I hope y'all don't mind none.
Do not own Disney (wish I did, That'd be hella dope)
Let me know how I'm doing! JQ Out!
The dinner was, for the most part, uneventful but not at all awkward. Kristoff and Alejandro partook in some weird guy contests, like who could stick the spoon on their nose the longest. Rafael and Gunther spoke about the contract, and possible guests for the ceremony, if it were to happen that is. Everyone was very friendly to one another, and they shared some stories and experiences. The more time Elsa spent, with the princess, the more comfortable she was. If Elsa was being completely honest with herself, she didn't oppose the thought of being wed to princess Fría. The girl was charming, witty, smart and not too hard on the eyes. Throughout the last week, Elsa had overheard many of the women staff go on and on about how attractive the royal family of Isla Solsa was. Certainly, that didn't apply to just the men. Fría was tall, had slightly tanned skin, hazel eyes, and was the proud owner of an infectious smile. Elsa certainly didn't mind her future king being a queen instead. After daydreaming about said "prince", she finally tuned back in to the conversation going on between Anna and Fría. Anna was asking all sorts of questions, pertaining to the language that they spoke in Isla Solsa.
"We speak a two languages," Fría explained to the redhead, "Italiano and Español." Anna nodded her head, in understanding. "I, however, tend to speak both, by accident casually. But when I try, I speak mostly Español." Anna then proceeded to beg the princess to speak. Elsa rolled her eyes as Fría laughed at Anna's begging. "Alright, alright." The princess cleared her throat. "Alejandro, hueles a mierda, estupido!" she shouted at her brother, who was sitting across from Kristoff, near the end of the long table. Alejandro squinted his eyes and immediately responded.
"Puta, al menos yo no soy un monstruo de la naturaleza!" he proceeded to rip the spoon off of his nose and flung it towards his older sister. She yawned and stopped the offending object with her mind, and rushed it back at him, stopping it right in front of his face. He flinched, and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, she inched the spoon forward, so it hit him, lightly, on the nose. Rafael shook his head.
"You ridiculous over-grown children!" he scolded, "What would Claudio say if he saw the both of you goofing around, like this?" the siblings shrugged.
"Claudio would probably throw something too." Alejandro admitted, to the round man. Rafael grunted, and sat back down in his seat, to resume conversation with Gunther. Fría turned to face Elsa, apologetically.
"Sorry, he's very sensitive." Elsa smiled.
"That's alright, Fría." Elsa oddly liked how the princess's name rolled off of her tongue so smoothly.
"What did you even say to him?" Anna asked, curiously.
"I called him stupid and told him he smells." Fría admitted. "What kind of sister would I be, if I didn't remind him?" Alejandro scoffed.
"And what did he say back?" Anna asked. The foreign princess laughed out loud.
"He called me a bitch and a freak of nature." Fría shrugged. "We talk like this about ninety-eight percent of the time. It's fine." Dinner continued, and before long, Kristoff, Anna, Elsa, Fría, Alejandro and Olaf were walking around the castle. It was too dark too walk around outside, so they were showing Alejandro and Fría around their home.
"Oh, and there's another bathroom!" Olaf exclaimed, pointing to a random room. Elsa shook her head.
"Well, now I can go to the bathroom..." Alejandro began to count how many times Olaf has pointed out a bathroom to him, on this tour, "about six times, knowing exactly where each one is." Fría tapped her brother, upside the head.
"Leave him alone, brother." Fría instructed. She and Elsa were walking, side by side, with their arms touching, occasionally. Every time the other brushed shoulders by accident, they'd share a soft smile and an embarrassed giggle. It was cute, but Anna couldn't take it anymore. They should have more alone time, Anna concluded. She linked her arms with Alejandro and Kristoff.
"Come on, boys! Let's leave these two to get acquainted, properly." she said, dragging them backwards. Elsa immediately paled, and shook her head, reaching for her sister.
"Um, wherever you're going, we could be fully acquainted along with you guys." The queen protested. It's not that she didn't want alone time with the princess, she just didn't want it right now. Anna stuck out her tongue. Fría found the exchange very endearing and let out a soft giggle.
"I'm not entirely opposed to having a group around." Fría admitted, in order to favour with the queen. She, too, was not fully ready to have a one on one conversation with Elsa. They had, after all, just met. Sure things were going smoothly, but it was still pretty awkward. Anna shook her head and whirled around and began to run with her arm still linked with Alejandro and Kristoff.
"Nope. Alone time. Bye!" and faster than a strong gust of wind, the three of them were gone. Olaf was still rounding the corner.
"Wait up, guys!" Olaf cried.
"Well hurry!" Elsa heard Kristoff respond. After a few moments, it was just Elsa and Fría, alone in the hallway. The two royals eyed one another, and laughed awkwardly. They had no idea what they were doing. Literally no idea. All they knew was that they were supposed to get married. None of them wanted to start that conversation. Thankfully, for Elsa, Fría started to talk first.
"So..." Fría began, "aside from having ice powers and being queen...what makes Elsa, well, Elsa?"
"Well..." Elsa said, "I like to read." Elsa said, plainly. The princess raised her eyebrow at the queen's answer and Elsa shrugged. "I don't know. I also like to sit in the garden and listen to music." Fría looked more pleased with this answer.
"Music, huh?" Elsa nodded. "I love music. I especially love to dance." The princess twirled around to emphasize her point. Elsa smiled, and let out a soft chuckle. "Do you dance?" The southerner asked. Elsa shook her head.
"I'm not one for dancing." the queen admitted. Fría smirked.
"We'll have to fix that, one day." the princess extended her hand to Elsa. She had to admit that she loved holding the blonde's hand. Even after only holding it once. It wasn't as bad as she'd thought. Elsa blushed and accepted the request. The two walked, hand in hand, around the castle. Elsa asked her what it was like having brothers, to which the response was "messy". Fría asked what Elsa's favourite food was and the answer was anything, but she really loved chocolate. The two continued a regular question and answer formatted conversation and eventually, it got to the topic of their powers.
"So...with your powers," Elsa began, "can you control any object?" The princess nodded.
"I can move anything, with my mind." Fría explained. "It takes a lot of concentration but I manage." The princess used her magic to move a strand of hair out of Elsa's face. "I'm only limited to objects I can see, however. So if I have to escape a room, with nothing in it, I'm screwed."
"When would you ever have to escape a room?" Elsa questioned.
"You obviously don't know what it is like to live with brothers." Fría laughed. "Although, you being the oldest child, I'm sure you had your share of random younger sibling problems."
"Anna used to jump on me, even in my sleep." Elsa shook her head at many memories.
"Alejandro pulled my hair at any given opportunity." Elsa laughed, picturing young Alejandro wrestling a young Fría to the floor.
"Anna was just a weird one. That girl, as a child...I can't imagine how my parents felt raising us."
Silence.
Both women lost their parents at the exact same time.
The realization was just hanging there. They couldn't take it back. Fría released Elsa's hand, momentarily, and the blonde missed the sudden lack of contact. Fría just stared at a random wall.
"I'm so sorry," Elsa stammered, running a hand through her hair, "I should've at least wrote to you guys, or something." Standing here, face to face with her dead father's best friend's child. They should've been there for one another. She should've been there for Anna. It wasn't fair. Understanding the queen's disdain, Fría turned around and reached for both of Elsa's hands.
"Hey, hey, it's alright." the dark-haired girl soothed, looking into Elsa's eyes. "It's alright. We should've tried to reach out too. Everyone grieves differently." Fría understood how closed off Elsa was. Her father and mother once had an argument about the issue years ago.
Fría recalled standing in the doorway of her parents' room. The door was slightly ajar, and she overheard some yelling.
"Jacobo!" Queen Maribel of Isla Solsa shouted at her husband, cradling a sleeping Alejandro. "I will not lock up our daughter, simply because she has powers!" The king shook his head.
"My dear, she needs to control them. I don't want her hurting the boys, like Elsa did Anna."
"Then locking her up like a monster won't be for the better!" the tall woman walked towards the window. "I will forbid anything of the sort. If we are to keep her away from Elsa, that is fine. Agnarr and Iduna can do whatever they deem to be for the best." The queen chuckled. "It's a little redundant, considering their future, isn't it? Having them betrothed, but never seeing one another." the king sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't like what Agnarr is doing to that poor girl. But he is her father." at this time, Fría decided it would not be appropriate to tell them who broke the chandelier, in the dining room, while chasing their older brother. She ran, quickly, to learn what Claudio thought "betrothed" meant.
Fría, too, never understood the premise for locking up someone for something that didn't need to be locked up for. She understood the fear. Sometimes she forgot what she was capable of. Having been in two wars, already, her powers are pretty wild. She couldn't see herself ever without them though. She gazed over at Elsa. The raven-haired princess was mostly distraught by seeing this beautiful woman so fearful of herself.
"Don't worry," Fría said, "we don't have to talk about the storm, alright?" Elsa nodded her head. She tried to calm herself. "Now, let's try another topic. What was your father like? I had never met him." Elsa took a deep breath, in an attempt to calm herself.
"He was very stern, but loving. Much like any other father of a teenage girl, I gather." Elsa stated and Fría just nodded with a sincere smile.
"My father was pretty much the same. He was just fatter." Elsa lightly bumped the princess's shoulder with her own. "What? It's true! From what I used to hear from my mother, they had similar ideas, but not when it came to pastries." Elsa let out a laugh signaling one from Fría as well. Elsa remembered her father wasn't a huge fan of sweets. Fría continued, "He was boisterous, obnoxious, a messy eater...but he was my father." the two laughed. Fría's expression changed, shortly after. "My mother was an extraordinary sort. My father was king, but she definitely ruled through him." Elsa nodded.
"My mama was so quiet. I like to think I was like her, when she was my age." Fría subconsciously squeezed Elsa's hand just a tiny bit tighter. Elsa acknowledged the gesture with a warm smile. "I used to sit with her in the garden, at sunrise."
"That sounds nice."
"It was peaceful." Elsa flinched, when she heard a small crash in the distance, followed by what sounded like Olaf's voice saying "sorry". Fría laughed as Elsa rolled her eyes.
"Unlike now of course." The princess pointed out.
...
Meanwhile, at the opposite end of the castle, Anna and Kristoff were teaching the foreign prince how to play the Nordic game, hnefatafl. It was like chess, except with big rocks and used, often, as visual war planning for vikings. In many attempts to appeal to the vikings, Arendelle has since accepted and adopted the game as a part of their culture. The young prince was pretty intrigued by the game. He did agree, silently to himself, that his mother would have detested him and his siblings playing a war game with big rocks.
During one of the games, Olaf asked if he could join in. Alejandro told him that he could join his team. Alas, it was Anna and Kristoff versus Alejandro and Olaf. However, Olaf misunderstood the point of overthrowing the king, of the opposite team.
The loud crash happened shortly afterwards.
A vase had been broken, but it was just an old piece of china that Anna and Elsa hardly ever recognized.
"You need to be more careful, Olaf." Anna chastised gently. The small snowman nodded, in comprehension. Suddenly, the door swung open, on its own. Alejandro guessed that his sister opened the door, from the end of the hall. Usually, if they were doing something that was not allowed by their mother, Fría would alert the boys when their mother was coming by opening doors, before mother came in. Shortly afterwards, as Alejandro predicted, Fría and Elsa came bounding into the room.
"What happened?!" Elsa asked, in a panic. Before anyone could answer she noticed the large stones littering the floor. She sighed. "You're playing hnefatafl at this hour?" Anna and Kristoff had semi apologetic expressions on their faces and Elsa just shook her head.
"Ooh, big rocks!" Fría exclaimed, summoning a rock towards her. Elsa rolled her eyes, playfully, at the girl's reaction.
"Please refrain from full destruction of the ballroom please." Elsa instructed. Kristoff and Anna rolled their eyes and smirked.
"Yes, mom." They said in unison. Elsa squinted her eyes at the jest and she heard Fría's musical laughter. Elsa attempted to shoot the raven-haired girl a glare. Fría cleared her throat, mid laugh.
"That was pretty motherly, my lady." Fría admitted with a giggle. Elsa was beginning to think that Fría's laughter was one of the most amazing sounds she has ever heard.
"Someone has to do it." Elsa stated simply, before taking Fría's hand again. Fría offered a smile to the blonde. They left the room to continue their random discussion session. Upon watching the two women leave the room, Anna let out an excited squeal. Kristoff looked at her with confusion.
"What?" The blonde asked.
"Elsa's never warmed up to someone so fast!" Anna stated. "Especially someone she's never known! This is so exciting! I know I was on the fence about this before, but seeing them interact...man, it's just so exhilarating!" Alejandro offered a confused expression towards Kristoff, sort of begging for an explanation. Kristoff just shrugged, and turned back to Anna.
"You really need to get out more." Kristoff concluded.
...
An hour and a half later found Elsa and Fría arm in arm, laughing and walking towards the room where Fría was to sleep for the next twenty-nine days. Kai was following behind the queen and her guest, with a smile on his face. Although he was lugging around a stranger's belongings, he found solace in how comfortable queen Elsa was with princess Fría. He was sure that the gossip around the castle, featuring the brides to be, would center around how beautifully, easily and quickly they bonded.
The conversation, between the two women, started to get deeper and also more fun. Elsa discovered that Fría was a bit quirky with various jokes. She made the queen laugh with little to no effort. Usually Anna was responsible for the majority of Elsa's laughter, but Elsa could not remember a time when her face actually hurt from so much smiling. Elsa began to wonder why they had never met the Isla Solsa children before. Either way, she was glad they were here now.
In turn, Fría was very worried that her overexposure to men would make her appear un-ladylike or too much to handle. Elsa was patient and very understanding, contrasting what many believed. Many kingdoms were worried that queen Elsa was too isolated and too guarded but they were incredibly wrong. And incredibly stupid, Fría thought. Fría found Elsa's shy mannerisms increasingly endearing and adorable. The princess found herself giggling, like an idiot, when she saw the queen blush or smile at something she'd said. Sure, her brothers found her hilarious, but having Elsa take to her so well was a huge bonus.
"Your temporary quarters, my lady." Kai said, lowering the bags and presenting them to a large door. Elsa looked over at her guest.
"My room is just down the hall, if you need anything. Just knock." Elsa offered. Fría smiled.
"Will do, chief." Fría acknowledged with a mock salute. Elsa laughed. After a few moments of them, just staring at one another in bliss, Kai coughed.
"Elsa, I think it'd be appropriate to allow Miss Fría to sleep." Kai joked.
"Yes, well," Elsa cleared her throat, nervously, "it was very nice getting to know you, and I cannot wait for tomorrow." Fría squeezed the queen's hand and looked into her eyes.
"Neither can I." the princess gently kissed the back of Elsa's hand, before letting go. "Goodnight, my queen. Sleep well." Elsa was blushing like a tomato at this point and struggled to reply.
"Um-y-yes, erm, you as well." Elsa attempted to curtsy, but Fría had already went into her room. Kai chuckled and shook his head.
"Very smooth, your grace." He teased. Elsa glared at him, in mock anger.
"Watch it." She warned, lifting her finger at him. He continued to chuckle as he began to bring Fría's items, into her room.
Elsa departed, with one last glance at her guest's door.
Once the queen was in the safe confines of her room, she let out a breath that she had been holding in, since Fría had kissed her. Well, kissed her hand, but it still counted. She had never felt this way before, especially when prince's would come and try to court her. She didn't know whether it was the overall end goal for this treaty or her actual feelings that caused her heart to beat rapidly, or for her to anticipate looking into Fría's hazel eyes. Either way, she knew she was happy with the arrangement.
She quickly dressed into a silk blue nightgown, that had thin straps and a tiny bit of lace. The garment stopped, just before the middle of her thighs, and she felt completely exposed, but it was comfortable. She carefully laid down in her bed, and settled herself under the covers. She blew out the candle, closed her eyes and found herself highly anticipating tomorrow.
A few minutes later, she heard her door open, and felt a heavy pressure on her stomach. She opened her eyes to find the redheaded culprit sitting on top of her. Anna leaned down.
"Tell me everything!" Anna demanded and Elsa shook her head, giggling. She should've known that Anna would grill her for details.
...
Meanwhile, outside the castle, Alejandro was making his way to the ship that they had arrived here on. He walked onto the platform and knocked the secret knock that he, his sister and the guards made up, on their journey. Immediately the hatch opened, allowing the prince entry to the ship. Alejandro greeted his guards and made his way to his quarters, on the boat. He was offered a room in the castle, but he had something to take care of.
In his room, on the boat, he had a magic shard of glass, gifted to him by his uncle Oswaldo. He was to use this to contact his father's brother, when needed. He lit a lantern, and carefully placed the piece of glass in front of the lantern.
"Show me Uncle." Alejandro instructed. The shard of glass gave out a blinding light, and soon, Oswaldo appeared. The thin old man was in his prison cell, back at home. Shortly after the death of King Jacobo and Queen Maribel, he was charged with treason by Claudio, because he took the only lifeboat that could've fit six people on it. He insisted that the Kings and Queens of Arendelle and Isla Solsa were already dead, by the time he escaped. No one believed him. Except for Alejandro.
"What is it, boy?" the old man asked angrily. Alejandro gulped.
"The plan isn't going as we'd hoped, uncle." Alejandro stated. His uncle gasped.
"Whatever do you mean?"
"Elsa and Fría are getting along well. I fear as though they might even get married faster than thirty days." Alejandro confessed. The plan was that Alejandro was to ensure that Fría would not become queen to any land. Oswaldo wanted to overthrow his brother's first two children, and allow the remaining nephew to take the throne. That way, Oswald would be free and Alejandro would finally have the attention he deserved. However, Oswaldo had assumed that his niece was too rambunctious to be forced into marriage. He failed to acknowledge that Elsa was beautiful and forgot his niece's sapphic tendencies. He also failed to recognize that, in a weird sense, his niece was charming. The old man sighed.
"Well do something!" Oswaldo whispered harshly. Alejandro put down the shard of glass and began to conjure up a backup plan.
Alejandro was going to become king.
And he was going to stop at nothing to get what he deserves.