We'd been the best of friends for almost a year when things changed. I had been stealing glances at her for months, never getting caught. Anna was distracted with her boyfriend and Elsa was busy running the country. Whenever we were able to sneak out it was nothing but laughs and stolen looks. I didn't think it possible but every time I saw her, I swear she was more beautiful than the time before.

It was the anniversary of her coronation. There was a huge ball being thrown and practically the whole country was going to be there. No one was really expected to dress up but there were a hand full of women who had worn their finest dresses. I hadn't expected to dance at all but when I saw Elsa's face while she was dancing with some creepy old guy, I knew I had to rescue her.

May I cut in sir? There are a few things I need to speak to the Queen about.

The man smiled and stepped away, thanking Elsa for the dance. She smiled then turned to me. She put her hands in mine and we finished off the dance together.

Thank you Kristoff. He was quite persistant about me sending a storm to an enemy nation of his and would not take no as an answer. I don't understand why people want me to use my powers for evil. I guess when you announce your powers by accidently throwing ice all over a room, people assume you enjoy doing things like that.

I'm sure that isn't it Else. You are a beautiful woman and first and foremost, they want to be seen dancing with the most gorgeous Queen on the face of this planet...who also happens to be single and have magical powers that would help them in some way.

Oh Kristoff. You're ridiculous, but thank you anyway. I do appreciate you saving me.

You saved me once. I am forever in your debt.

Oh please Kristoff. Shut up you sap!

I smiled at her and realized the music had stopped and most of the people in the room were watching us. I took a step back, took a bow, and thanked the Queen for the dance. I ended up saving her from almost all of her dance partners. I could tell from the twisted, forced smile on her face that each partner was the same. They wanted something from her with nothing to give her in return, except the occasional bachelor. There was one man who seemed to never take his eyes off Elsa and I was sure he was going to propose more than just a business offer, but for whatever reason she never seemed to be able to give him a dance. He took it with honor, smiling widely and thanking her for her time. He seemed kind, but I could feel the jealousy balling up inside me. I just wanted to wisk her out of this uncomfortable situation and have some fun in the woods, skating or hanging out with my family. They loved Elsa and she loved them. They seemed less determined to marry me off once they find out what had happened with Anna, which I was honestly happy for. I didn't want them to scare Elsa off with their talk of true love and how I have bugs.

I found out the next night that Anna was engaged to Prince Arjan. I laughed, thinking of how when I first met her, she thought Hans' last name was "of the Southern Isles." That means she'd be Princess Anna of the Southern Isles. I bet that was something she never thought possible. Despite people walking on the tip toes around me, I was very comfortable with this. Anna deserved to be happy and if Arjan made her truely happy, then I had no hard feelings. I still loved her like a sister and if he ever hurt her like his stupid little brother did, I'd tear him apart.

Elsa wants to talk about Anna and Arjan soon, which means another trip into the woods together. I loved our alone time together, I was able to learn so much about her in these stolen moments. I forgot she was Queen and that I was just a humble commoner, technically a servant of the kingdom. She was much softer and laughed a lot more when we spent time in the woods, it was my favorite side of her.

The next night we were able to escape the castle and went to the field where she had made Sven his very own playground. The ice had, of course, melted away which left the field empty. She got a huge, wicked grin on her face and built a large maze.

Whoever finishes first gets some carrots and a kiss!

Sven, Olaf, and I sat dead in the middle of the maze. I knew I had no chance of winning, what with carrots being the prize and all. When she blew her whistle, we all went off in seperate directions. After a few minutes I realized that despite that carrots, if I won I would get a kiss. A kiss from the woman I love. I started competing and as it turns out, I won.

My Queen. It seems I have beaten that smelly reindeer and small snowman and will gladly take my prize of delicious carrots.

Her giggle was so cute, I knew I would blush the moment her lips touched my cheek.

Oh my dear, brave, valiant Kristoff. Here are the prizes I promised. A bundle of carrots to keep you healthy and a kiss from the worlds most eligible bachelorette, or maybe I'm the worlds scariest bachelorette...

When her lips touched my cheek, my whole body tingled. I could feel my face turning bright red and tossed some snow on it quickly to cool it down. I knew that for the next few nights my dreams would be filled with reliving this moment, over and over.

Riding back to Arendelle, Sven slipped and started to fall over. I knew he would be fine, I saw Elsa quickly conjuring a pillow of snow for him to land on. I was worried about Elsa. She was making no attempt to jump off Sven, too focused on making sure he didn't fall on an old tree stump. I grabbed underneath her arms and pulled her quickly from Svens back. After the incident, I made sure she rode in front of me so I could protect her. I wasn't going to have her hurt on my watch, especially since this wouldn't be easily explained to Anna or any of her royal court. Why would the Queen be out in the middle of the night with a commoner? Surely he must be taking advantage of her. Hundreds of terrible scenarios ran through my mind in the time it took us to arrive at the castle gates. I helped her off Sven and I couldn't help but hold on to her a little bit longer when we said our goodbyes. I needed to be more careful.

I ended the night as I do most nights, singing a goodnight song to Sven. Though, tonight was different. I sang about Elsa without using her name, of course. If someone heard me, they might spread gossip through the village and Else didn't need to deal with that. Sven seemed to enjoy my new song, nodding his head at certain parts. I slept very well that night and just as I had thought, I dreamt about my Queen.