Chapter 9

"A-Anna, hold on!" Elsa cried out, and grabbed Anna's shoulder. "We can't just barge into the ballroom without a plan."

Anna turned around, and Elsa caught sight of fiery rage in Anna's eyes, making them gleam. "You just told me we don't have much time. Who knows if that knuckle-dragger already blabbed to everyone," Anna said, impatiently, biting her bottom lip. Her eyes cast towards the large doors leading to the ballroom - chatter and noise could still be heard behind them.

Elsa rubbed her arm, unable to come up with anything to say. She turned her eyes up at Anna with her head bowed, hoping the younger girl could think of a plan.

Anna sighed, after realizing Elsa had no ideas, and went to take a peek into the ballroom. She surveyed the room until she caught sight of the only man with large, obnoxious sideburns. Hans was standing with the Duke of Weselton on the sidelines, looking bored and annoyed.

"There he is, that conniving worm," Anna seethed, narrowing her eyes at Hans. She picked up her trailing dress, as if readying herself to charge him.

"No, Anna," Elsa said, moving in close to Anna to stop her from doing anything irrational. "We can't afford to make a scene. Hans could show everyone the photo at any moment."

Anna looked up at Elsa, obviously frustrated at their predicament. "So what if he does?" Anna challenged. "It's not like what the photo shows isn't true. So what if the whole kingdom knows we're involved," Anna emphasized, inching her face close to Elsa's as she worked herself up into another angry fit.

Elsa cleared her throat and tried to put some space in between them. "Remember, not everyone understands, Anna. I wish it was as simple as you say."

Elsa's rationality didn't seem to reach Anna. "Ugh, it's a new age," Anna groaned. "It's our business. No one else's. What's there not to understand?" She took another peek into the room, scrutinizing the partygoers.

"I wish I had an answer for you, Anna," Elsa said, softly, and eyed the clock on the wall. Hans was growing impatient, and his scowl grew deeper with each passing minute he didn't see Elsa show up. They had to come up with an idea quick.

Anna turned back to look at Elsa, contemplating something - her eyes lighting up with an idea. Elsa stood frozen in place, wondering what was going through the redhead's mind.

Anna looked at Elsa then outside the window, then back at Elsa again. A faint smirk pulled at the edge of her lips.

"A-Anna?" Elsa finally squeaked out, growing increasingly uncomfortable from Anna's intense stare.

Anna moved in close to Elsa until their noses touched.

"W-what are you doing, Anna?" Elsa gasped, as Anna slowly nuzzled her nose against Elsa's. Anna's lips grazed lightly against Elsa's while she pushed her body in close against Elsa, and then pulling away teasingly.

Elsa felt Anna's hips meet hers over and over again, sending little waves of pleasure below her abdomen each time.

"This is no time- Mmph!" Anna pressed her lips against Elsa's, silencing her. Anna nibbled on Elsa's bottom lip for a few seconds before she pulled away to look out the window. Elsa tried to follow Anna's gaze, but Anna wouldn't allow her to turn her face away. Another kiss, this time, much more lustful with less innocence behind it.

Elsa thought Anna had maybe gone bonkers. She pulled her head back and stammered, "A-anna," Elsa gasped, feeling Anna move her lips from Elsa's mouth and down to her jaw line. Anna's hot kisses trailed down to her neck and Elsa involuntarily bucked her body up against the younger girl. "Ah!" Elsa softly cried out when Anna began to suck and lightly bite the sensitive base of Elsa's collarbone. Elsa was losing all control of herself - slipping into a state of mindless euphoria as Anna teased and sucked the base of her neck with her hot mouth. The warmth spreading all over Elsa's skin ceased when Anna pulled her face away.

"Yes! It worked!" Anna suddenly cried out, tearing her lips away from Elsa's neck. Anna quickly wiped a sliver of drool from her own lips with her thumb, and Elsa's heart nearly burst from her chest upon seeing such a sight.

Anna was staring out the window with a joyous light in her eyes. Elsa's breath came out erratically in short bursts - her cheeks flushed from a building, unreleased desire. She finally had a chance to look out the window too and saw, to her surprise, a tumultuous snowstorm raging outside. Had she done that?

"Come on!" Anna urged, taking Elsa's hand and pulling her into the ballroom.

"W-wait, Anna!" Elsa cried out, her knees still wobbly from all the lust still fogging her mind. She didn't want to stand before everyone when she was still turned-on. Anna seemed to not even hear Elsa's protests, and she burst through the doors of the ballroom with Elsa dragging behind her.

Everyone was staring outside at the snowstorm Elsa had created - even Hans watched on as the storm raged as an analogy of the desire currently churning within Elsa.

Weird, Elsa thought. It's like they're all watching my libido acting up. She watched the crowd gazing at the violent storm, and she folded her hands over the center of her thighs - feeling strangely violated.

"Attention everyone!" Anna yelled out, her voice echoing throughout the big ballroom.

Hans spotted the two sisters standing at the top of the staircase, and he narrowed his eyes at them. The rest of the party looked on with revere at the princess and trying to catch a good look at the queen hiding behind her - Elsa did not want their first impression to be of her in a suit.

Anna continued. "There's a dangerous snowstorm brewing as you all can see, and it will only become worse with each passing minute. I suggest you all leave now! Thanks for coming!" She added, cheerfully, waving her hand before everyone's nervous faces.

Without fail, Anna's words of caution were taken seriously by all the guests. Everyone immediately scrambled around the room, looking for their coats and dates in a state of frenzy. Elsa thought they looked like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off.

The Duke of Weselton ushered his men to literally carry him off to his coach and his group left the palace's grounds within minutes. Hans was left stunned amongst the crowd of running men and women trying to vacate in time before the storm hindered them. He opened his mouth to say something, but no one paid attention to him - some even roughly bumped into him. Anna prayed silently for everyone to leave as fast as possible before Hans had a chance to reveal the photo. Fortunately, everything appeared to be going according to her plan. The whole party left much quicker than she had even anticipated.

The ballroom was now empty with only a few scraps of trash wafting around the large space. Hans stood at the center, his hair was a mess from its usual impeccable coif. His mouth was hanging open and he looked distressed.

Elsa stared at Anna with her mouth hung open. Anna noticed Elsa staring at her and she rubbed her shoulder nervously. "I'm surprised my plan worked," she shyly confessed.

"Remind me to properly thank you later," Elsa said, more suggestively than she intended to.

Anna blushed, and smiled at Elsa. The two sisters then both turned their gaze towards the lone Hans with perfect synchronicity. They peered down at him from the staircase.

Hans stepped back with a raised hand. "N-now, now," he stuttered, as Elsa and Anna descended the steps towards where Hans stood. "L-let's talk about this. I-I can explain," Hans pleaded. They stood before him, humoring him for the time being by pretending to listen to him. He turned to Anna and looked at her with his big doe eyes. Hans jutted his bottom lip and said, "Please, Anna, whatever Elsa told you was a lie! You've got to believe me!"

But Anna didn't listen to a word he was saying. The last thing Hans saw was Anna's fist before he was knocked unconscious.

"Urgh," Hans gargled from his dry throat as he awoke. "W-where am I?" His head was pounding and when he roved his tongue over his teeth, he felt a hole where his bottom tooth was. His whole face was throbbing with pain. Anna sure punched hard. He moved his arms, but they were constricted by shackles melded to the wall. "Ahh!" He screamed out, fruitlessly pulling at the cuffs around his wrists.

He was in a dark and dingy room - the palace dungeon's. "L-let me out of here!" He cried out, still trying to pull his wrists from their confinements.

He stopped moving when he heard voices outside the door and recognized them immediately.

"We can't just leave him here, Anna," Elsa's even voice echoed outside the jail cell.

"Why not? We both know he deserves it," Anna rebutted.

"Of course, he deserves it, but…"

"You feel bad for him?" Anna implied.

"No! How dare you accuse me of such a horrid thing!" Elsa cried out. "How could I possibly feel sorry a guy who just tried to steal our kingdom away from us!"

Hans heard the shuffling of bodies and then he caught Anna whispering, "Good to hear, you know how jealous I can get, Elsa. And when I get jealous, there's no telling what I'm capable of," Anna said, darkly.

There was no response from Elsa, save for a small noise coming from her throat.

"You belong to me and only me, my ice queen," Anna teased, chuckling lightly. Silence followed, but then Hans could hear Elsa trying to stifle a moan.

"A-anna…" Elsa gasped, softly. Anna giggled, and continued doing whatever it was she was doing to Elsa out of Hans' sight.

Hans continued to listen to the noises coming from the sisters and he grew enraged. He furiously shook the chains on the shackles and said, "You two just don't know when to quit do you!" He barked out.

The sound of moving footsteps approaching closer echoed in the jail's hall, and Hans saw the two sisters peek into his cell. Elsa's face was flushed and Anna had a devilish glint in her eyes.

"If I were you," Anna said, "I'd be much more courteous to the ones who hold your life in their hands," Anna threatened.

"A-anna," Elsa placated the girl.

Anan turned to her older sister. "What? You're too nice for your own good, Elsa. This dog deserves to be put in his place."

Hans ruefully chuckled, and his laughter echoed off the prison's walls. "You two are nuts! I'm a prince! You can't keep me locked in here forever - they'll be looking for me in no time!"

Anna snorted. "Yeah, right. Didn't you tell me your family doesn't pay any attention to you because you're the youngest out of thirteen brothers? Unless, that was a lie too."

"No, you're right," he chuckled, dryly. "That is true. Thirteen brothers, and I'm the thirteenth - how fitting." His evil grin turned to a scowl and he didn't say another word.

"Come on, Anna, let's go back upstairs so we can talk. Alone," Elsa whispered, urgently, to Anna.

Anna parted her lips to respond, but suddenly a knock came from behind the door to the prison.

"Who could that be?" Elsa questioned aloud. "I specifically told everyone not to disturb us." She walked over to the door to open it, and a palace guard came marching through.

"Queen Elsa," he said, through his steel helmet. "My apologies for the intrusion, but it appears a Lady Alexandra, has come in search for Prince Hans. She is requesting to meet with you. She says it is urgent."

Anna and Elsa looked at each other with confused expressions. "Lady Alexandra?" They said, in unison. They turned to stare at Hans who was now smiling at the news.

"So," he said, "She's come looking for me after all. I thought she would never show up."