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Chapter 10 – Marriage?

Elsa walked quickly out to the corral.

She huffed. This whole love thing is creeping me out! I can't even control what I'm saying anymore! She sighed sadly. Besides, who am I fooling? I can't marry him. He's not of royal blood. At least, I think he's not of royal blood! Maybe there's a little chance!

Elsa tried thinking about the small chance that Jack Frost was royal, but she couldn't help being sorrowful. She knew in the back of her mind that there was no way her advisers would even consider letting her marry him.

Wait, what?! Marriage! And now she's thinking about marriage?! Yeah. Definitely creeping me out.

Elsa arrived at the stables, and walked over to Blizzard's corral. I know you would think a horse would have a place inside, but not Elsa's horse. She preferred the outdoors, especially in the winter time!

Elsa looked around, and then she spotted her walking around sniffing the snow...which was apparently something she liked because she did it all the time.

"Blizzard!" Elsa called. "Come here, girl!"

Blizzard's ears perked up at the sound of her master's voice, and ran towards her. She was beautiful. Being completely white, everywhere, she was a very rare horse indeed. And she loved the snow. Just like her master. Blizzard was right in front of Elsa in seconds, and Elsa pet her soft nose.

"Hey, Blizzard. How are you?" Elsa put her forehead on the white mare's. "I missed you."

Blizzard whinnied in response.

"Yes, you're hungry aren't you?"

She hung her head low, and made an exasperated neigh.

"I know, it's a rough life for you isn't it!" Elsa cooed.

The Queen picked up Blizzard's food bag, and pored the contents into her trough. The horse nuzzled Elsa, and then began to eat.

"There you go. Good girl." Elsa gently pet her back while she ate. "Blizzard, I think I'm in love…and I shouldn't be. I mean, let's face it; I'm the Queen of Arendelle. I'm supposed to be proper, and collected. But, I'm not either of those things right now...heck, never was. I don't know what to do! Sometimes I wish I'd never met him."

"You don't mean that." Elsa whirled around in surprise. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Standing a few feet away from her was a man with fairly long hair, and a dark tunic.

"Oh...that's alright. But, what did you say?" she asked cautiously.

"Well, I wasn't trying to listen in, but I heard a little bit. You said that you wished you had never met the one you love. But, I know you don't mean that," the man said.

"Yes I do," Elsa responded. "Loving him will only end in heartbreak."

"Well, if I heard correctly, you're a Queen, and you can't marry a non-royal, right?" he asked.

"Yes, that's correct," Elsa answered.

"Well, I say, if you're Queen, you can marry whoever you want."

Elsa smiled. "That would be nice, but I'm afraid I just can't do that."

"Why not?" he challenged.

Elsa thought about it, really, for the first time; and it really didn't make any sense. "Well, y—you just don't. I mean, I don't want to be the first leader in Arendelle ever to not marry a royal. I've had plenty of other firsts in my time on the throne," she said with regret.

"Well, I don't think it really matters if you're with the one you love," he told her.

"Well, no offence, but I don't even know who you are. This really isn't any of your business," Elsa said, a little annoyed.

"Maybe not, but I'll say this: Not everyone gets this chance. I'm no king, but I know what love is, and not everyone can love freely, some have to love in secret, because their law or code doesn't allow love." When the man said this, Elsa saw both sadness, and anger in his eyes. "All I'm trying to say is, don't give up. You need to fight for the one you love; because if you're talking about him to a horse, you must really like him."

Elsa smiled as she took in his words.

"The name's Anakin by the way." Then he backed up. "I must go now. Perhaps we will meet again, Your Highness." He turned.

"Please, someone who gives as good advice as you, may call me Elsa."

"Well then, farewell, Elsa." Then he walked away.

And she thought about what this man, Anakin said.

Days had passed and Elsa was currently walking into the basement common room and asking the bartender for a few bottles of water. Then she walked over to the door that leads to the hall of rooms. She walked up to Jack's door and knocked.

"Come in!" she heard him say.

Elsa opened the door and saw Anna sitting on the chair next to Jack.

She turned around. "Hey Elsa! I forgot to ask you. Who were you talking to a few days ago out by the stables?"

Elsa tried to remember his name. "Oh, he said—"

"Wait, he?" Jack interrupted. "I didn't see that, Anna! What was he doing? Who is he? Do you know him, Your Highness?"

Anna snickered. "Why Jack, are you jealous?"

Elsa glared at her sister, which only made Anna enjoy the exchange all the more.

"J-jealous? Jealous of what? I-I was just wondering," Jack stuttered.

Awkward silence.

Then Elsa cleared her throat. "Well, Mr. Frost." She turned to her sister, "And Anna," she added with a frown. "I brought some water, if you're thirsty."

"Oh, thank you! I'm very thirsty!" Jack said smiling. He took the glass from Elsa and took a big sip, then set it on the stand by his bed.

"How are you feeling?" she asked him.

"Well, much better, besides wanting to get out of this bed."

Elsa chuckled. "Well, if you feel a lot better in a few days, maybe I'll help you get out for a while."

"I'm feeling a lot better now," he said with a face that said 'pretty please?'.

Elsa smiled warmly, she just couldn't say no. "Alright."

"Yes!" Jack hissed.

"But, you have to take it easy," Elsa said on a more serious note.

"I will," Jack crossed his heart, which earned a laugh from Elsa.

"Um, do you want to go to the library? It's not too far and you can rest," she proposed.

"Sure! I love the library." Jack smiled.

"Do you guys need any help? Or can I go to dinner with Kristoff?" Anna asked.

"Go have fun, Anna. We'll be fine," Elsa said kindly.

"Okay, bye then!" Anna started to walk towards the door.

"Hey, Anna!"

She turned around. "Yeah?"

"Behave," Elsa said with a serious look.

Anna smirked mischievously, and pointed at Elsa. "You too!" She flicked her eyes to Jack then back at Elsa to prove her point.

Elsa frowned. But before she could say anything, Anna ran off. Elsa sighed and shook her head. Then looked over and found Jack snickering.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. Not laughing at anything," he said smiling.

"Okay well, unfortunately Rapunzel and I ripped up your sweatshirt in order for her to do the procedure." It, of course, wasn't that unfortunate…but she couldn't tell him that.

"Oh, don't worry; I've got more in the closet," he said.

Elsa walked over to the closet and opened the door. She saw a whole rack of the same blue sweatshirts.

"That's convenient." She grabbed one and walked back over to Jack. Elsa set the shirt on the bed, and reached out. "Okay, do you need help getting up?"

Jack started to sit up, but quickly lay back down. "Yeah," he told her through clenched teeth. He actually wasn't lying; it was still quite challenging to move.

So Elsa reached down and put her left hand behind his back to help support his ribs. Then she put her right hand in his, and pulled him up. Jack winced a little, but was now sitting up on his bed. Elsa picked up his sweatshirt, and helped him put it on. She put it through his head and arms, and pulled it down to his waist line. Then she looked up, but immediately regretted it.

Jack and Elsa's eyes met...again. Elsa was drawn into those blue eyes. And it took every bit of energy she could muster to look away.

"W-well, are you ready?" she asked.

"Oh. Uh—yeah." Jack stood up. "I'll be right out."

"Alright," she answered with a small smile. Then Elsa left the room.

Jack sighed. I so wish I could've kissed her, but, I don't think she even likes me! Kristoff said she did, and he knows her really well, but he could be wrong. I think Anna's the one I need to talk to. She knows Elsa better than anyone. But how I talk to her is the question. He sighed again. Well, if Elsa someday lets me call her by her first name, that'll help. What am I thinking? That's nonsense, she's the Queen! Nobody's supposed to call her by her first name!

"You okay Jack?" Elsa asked from the other side of the door.

"Yup! I'm coming!" Jack reached up and grabbed his staff. Then went over and opened the door. "Shall we?" he asked with a smile.

Elsa chuckled. "We shall."

So with that, they walked toward the library. And Elsa was constantly asking how Jack's ribs were feeling. But he was doing okay because he had his staff for support; and of course, because of his ability to fly. He could step a little lighter without Elsa noticing.

Well, they made it to the library, Elsa opened the door for Jack, and he walked in. Time flew by, and by dinner time, Jack and Elsa hadn't read one book. They just talked. He would say something funny, or Elsa would. And they'd laugh about it and talk some more. And by the time they were ready to go and eat, Jack had forgotten all about his ribs. The only thing on his mind was Elsa. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen! And she was thoughtful and kind, and many other things he loved. She seemed to be concerned about what other people thought of her sometimes, but that started to dissipate around Jack the more she got to know him.

Elsa looked up at the clock. "Wow, we've been here for two hours! Are you ready to go eat?"

"Sure," Jack said, not even really listening. He was mesmerized. Then he snapped out of it and they started back towards the dinner hall.

They talked as they walked and Jack, who had completely forgotten about his ribs, put his staff up on his shoulder like he always did. Then pain shot through his abdomen, and he dropped his staff. He almost fell over, but Elsa caught him. Jack stood up straight, wincing.

"Ah, shouldn't have done that," he said.

"Jack, are you sure you want to go to dinner? I'll bring it to you, your room's right here," Elsa offered, concerned.

"Oh no. I'm fine," he said, but Elsa wasn't convinced.

"Are you sure?" Pain could be seen all over Jack's face.

"Alright. I'll go rest." He gave in, the pain was a lot to bear all the way to dinner; maybe tomorrow night.

"Thank you," Elsa said, relieved. She helped him to his room, and sat him on the bed. Then she put his staff on its shelf, and looked back at him. She put two pillows on top of each other to prop Jack up so he could eat. Then she helped him lay back. He looked exhausted.

"Thank you," he said quietly…for he was exhausted.

Elsa smiled warmly. "You're welcome. They're having chicken and mashed potatoes tonight. Is that alright?"

He smiled. "That sounds good!"

"Good. I'll be right back." Elsa turned to walk away.

"Your Highness?"

She turned around. "Yes?" Elsa hated it when he called her that. She had wanted many times to tell him to call her Elsa, but she was afraid. Part of her didn't want to get that close to him because she knew a relationship wouldn't last.

"You don't have to do this you know," he continued. "Take care of me I mean. I've got friends who'll do it."

Elsa sat on the edge of his bed, and smiled. "I thought we were friends."

Jack beamed happily. "Yeah, I guess we are."

"I'm gonna go get your food."

Elsa wanted to kiss him. Yes, she had kissed his cheek before, but this time, she would do it while he was aware. But every muscle in her body screamed no. So, to her chagrin, she listened.

Elsa bent down, hesitating only once, then hugged him gently instead. Jack's eyes widened, and he gasped quietly. Elsa simply stood back up, smiled, and walked out.

Jack just lay there; gaping at the door love struck and dumfounded. She just hugged me! he thought.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the door… I just hugged him! Elsa thought, astonished.

Then she shook her head at herself and went left toward the mess hall. She didn't get too far however, for she bumped into Kristoff and practically fell over. Kristoff grabbed her hand, keeping her from falling.

"Glad I caught you," he teased, mimicking Hans' voice.

Elsa frowned. "Don't even go there."

"Sorry," he said. "But I was just looking for you."

"Wait, aren't you and Anna supposed to be at dinner or something?" Elsa remembered.

"Yeah," Kristoff put his hand behind his head. "But it doesn't start 'til six."

Elsa glanced at the clock. "Well, you'd better hurry. It's five 'till right now."

Kristoff nodded. "Yeah, I know, but I uh, I have to ask you something before I go," he said nervously.

"Okay, is something wrong?" she asked, concerned.

"Oh no, not at all...I just uh, Elsa—I'm in love with your sister!" he blurted.

Elsa smiled, and laughed a little. "Well I already knew that."

Kristoff chuckled nervously. "Yeah, but uh, I—I want to marry her."

At this, Elsa's eyes widened. "Y-you're going to propose?!" she practically yelled.

Kristoff cringed. "Yeah," he said, almost as a question.

"That's wonderful!" Elsa exclaimed.

Kristoff beamed, realizing she wasn't angry. "Really?!"

"Well of course! I've been waiting for the news! I knew it was bound to happen soon!"

"I wanted to ask your permission first," he said seriously.

Elsa was touched. "Kristoff, you have my complete permission."

Kristoff smiled excitedly. "Thank you!" he said, giving Elsa a hug.

"Of course Kristoff! There's not another man I'd rather have my sister marry than you."

Kristoff beamed and blushed slightly. Then he took a deep breath. "Well, I'd better go."

Elsa put her hand on his shoulder. "Kristoff, you're gonna do great," she said reassuringly.

Kristoff smiled, feeling a little better. "Thanks, Elsa."

Then he turned, and ran off toward the mess hall. Elsa ran after him, remembering she was going the same way.

She caught up to him, and Kristoff just then noticed she had been following him.

"Oh, Elsa. Did you change your mind?" he asked nervously.

Elsa laughed. "Of course not. I'm just bringing Jack's and my food to his room, because his ribs were starting to hurt."

"Oh, okay," he answered.

Elsa walked by him, and into the large room; then she turned around and saw him still standing at the entrance. "Come on Kristoff, no turning back now."

He sighed. "Coming!"

Then he walked over to the corner of the room, and out of sight. Elsa was very tempted to follow and see what happened, but she decided that it would be better to give them their privacy. Besides, Jack was probably wondering where she was.

Elsa made it back to Jack's room with the food, and knocked softly to make sure he wasn't asleep.

"Come in," said the voice from within the room. Elsa opened the door, and walked in. Jack smiled. "Hey, you're back!"

"Mmhm." Elsa set the food down on the small table and turned towards Jack. She opened her mouth to speak, but changed her mind. She was contemplating telling him, and she decided she couldn't keep it a secret.

"Okay!" she finally blurted. "I'm gonna tell you, but you can't tell anybody! Okay?"

Jack, slightly taken aback, said, "Uh, yeah I won't tell a soul."

"Good. So I ran into Kristoff on the way to the mess hall, and guess what?!"

"I don't know, tell me!" he said, getting anxious.

"He's going to propose to Anna tonight!"

Jack's face lit up. "Really?! That's awesome!"

"I know!" she said beaming. "I'm so excited for them. They make such a great pair." Elsa sighed. "I pray that someday I'll end up like her," she said, almost sad, her eyes not really focused on anything.

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

"Well, I just hope that someday I find love; true love." Elsa sighed. "I—since I'm a queen, I'll probably end up with an arranged marriage." She looked down. "But, it's something most kings and queens have to do. I'm just glad my sister is going to follow her dreams. I'm sure many people in Arendelle will be skeptical and, many, even angry that Anna didn't marry a prince. But I know she won't let that stop her." She smiled sadly, then shook her head. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm telling you this."

Jack smiled warmly at her. "Your Majesty, I'm sure someday you'll find the right man," he said, silently praying that man would be him.

Elsa looked up at him and smiled; then she blushed and looked down, confused at why she told him all that.

"Well, uh—you hungry? I brought your food," she asked, while nervously fiddling with the end of her braid.

"Oh, sure! Thank you," he responded.

Elsa brought his plate of food to him, and they ate together.

There it is! Hope you enjoyed the extra long chapter after not having anything in weeks! Sorry about that! Next chapter is called The Proposal! Ahhhh! Review, follow, and favorite! Thanks for reading guys!