Author's Note: A little something for Valentine's Day.

Of Romance and Reindeer Kings

By

Rogue Amazon Boo

Kristoff didn't know how to be romantic.

Let's face it, he'd spent most of his time in the mountains with a reindeer and rock trolls. He'd never had a sweetheart before, never been in love, and never really had to worry about anybody else except for Sven and his family.

And then came Anna…beautiful, vivacious Anna. He'd fallen for her hard. It wasn't instantaneous, but now he couldn't imagine not loving her. He was terrified of messing this up. What did he know about love really? And he was in love with a princess…a freaking princess! She could have anyone she wanted, what on earth was she doing with a guy who harvested ice for a living?

He sat down heavily on the hay bale next to Sven, placed his head between his knees, and took measured breaths.

He needed to not pass out…that would not help him figure out what he was going to do for his girl on St. Valentine's Day. Which was today. God, he was so screwed.

He was going to start hyperventilating again when he realized suddenly that he was not alone. Kristoff looked up and his eyes widened to find the queen standing in the middle of the stables, smirking at him.

Sven whined a greeting; she walked over, and scratched the reindeer under his chin. He made a happy reindeer sound.

"You look troubled Kristoff."

He sort of stared at her dumbly, until he shook himself.

"Your Majest…er Elsa, Hi…how are you? What are you doing…you know…here…in the stables?"

She gave him a bemused look.

"Am I not allowed to inspect my own stables?" He grimaced and rubbed a sheepish hand over the back of his neck.

"Of course you can, you're the queen, you can do anything you want…er I mean…" He gave a nervous chuckle. Elsa took pity on him.

"What seems to be troubling you? You are a bit out of sorts."

He wanted to say she always made him a bit out of sorts. She was Anna's big sister, she was the queen, and she had awesome ice powers. She had an intimidation factor of around ten in his book, but he wisely kept those thoughts to himself. He actually liked Elsa quite a bit, which had surprised him. He also knew that if there was one person on earth that loved Anna as much, if not more, than he did, it was the woman standing in front of him.

"I-I don't know what to do for Anna for the festival of St. Valentine." He blurted and then looked away ashamed. "I l-love her. I want to do something special…different, but I've been trying to figure out something for the last two weeks and everything I come up with seems stupid. And now it's here, it's today…and I don't…"

He looked away. Elsa touched his forearm to get his attention and he looked up at her. She was smiling at him gently.

"Kristoff, Anna loves you so whatever you do for her she will enjoy. It doesn't have to be grand or elaborate. My sister may be the daughter of a king and queen, but she is still just a girl…a girl who loves a boy. You're a good man, Kristoff. You make her happy so just follow your heart. It will lead you true."

She patted his arm lightly, scratched Sven under the chin once more, gave him a soft smile, and left. He stared after her. Suddenly, he knew what he had to do.

Anna was starting to get discouraged. She hadn't seen Kristoff all day long and it was Valentine's Day. She was starting to think he was never going to show up. Heart sore and depressed, she made her way to her chamber, thinking she might as well go to sleep, when she saw a note with a red heart on the front.

Her spirits lifted instantly and she eagerly grabbed the piece of parchment. She opened it. The note was simple.

Meet me in the stables.

Love,

Kristoff

With a joyous laugh, she took off running and made it to the stables in record time. She was startled to see that Sven was the only one there and he was hooked to Kristoff's sleigh. There was another note attached. She grabbed this one and read.

You're chariot, milady. Sven knows the way, trust him.

K

She frowned slightly and looked at the reindeer; he tossed his head, pawed the ground, and snorted. Anna took that to mean she was wasting time and got in the sleigh. Sven bellowed and took off and Anna lurched in the seat, and then righted herself. It looked like she was simply to enjoy the ride.

The sleigh bounced lightly over the fresh powder that had fallen that afternoon and she wondered where Sven was taking her. She didn't have to wait long. The sleigh stopped in a clearing at the base of the north mountain. It was a beautiful place where a small waterfall splashed into a pool that never froze. It was a hot spring. Anna was drawn toward the bank and the warmth when she pulled up short.

Kristoff was there, smiling. He'd cleared a section of snow, laid down a blanket, and had a picnic set up with all of her favorites.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Anna."

Happy tears prickled her eyes and she launched herself at him. He laughed and spun her around, and it wasn't until he'd put her back down that he noticed the crystalline drops on her cheeks. He felt a moment of panic as he brushed her tears away with his calloused thumbs.

"Hey, hey, what's all this now?" She graced him with a watery smile.

"A picnic in winter. You remembered."

He gave her a lopsided smile. She'd once confessed to him how it was a shame they couldn't go on a picnic during winter. She said she would love to sit under the sky and watch the north lights dance, but she knew it was too cold. Kristoff remembered about these springs and the heat they gave off. In fact, there was even some vegetation that could be seen with sprinkling of snow all around. It was the only place in Arendelle warm enough to have a picnic under the lights.

"Do you like it?" He asked. She shook her head, bemused. She then stood up on her tip toes and gave him a soft kiss. He closed his eyes, savoring the contact, and opened them again when she pulled away.

"It's perfect." His smile grew huge.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Anna."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Kristoff."

They snuggled in together on the blanket and watched the sky dance. Anna gave a contented sigh and shot him a mischievous look.

She couldn't wait to give him his present once they returned to the castle.