Elsa scrambled off of Anna so quick that she nearly knocked younger woman off the bed. They looked at each other when a second knocked sounded.
Elsa quickly buttoned up her pants as she hopped off the bed. "Anna, I'll be in your bathroom."
The princess waved Elsa away as she stood up and straightened out her skirt. She then looked at herself in her mirror before calmly walking to her door. "Who is it?"
"It is Kai, Your Highness."
Smiling, Anna opened her door. "Good evening, Kai. Can I help you with something?"
The Master of the Castle cleared his throat. "We were wondering if you knew the whereabouts of Her Majesty, Princess? There is a courier at the outer gates who demands to speak to Queen Elsa. He says it's urgent."
Anna hesitated for a moment, and wondered if Elsa was listening from the bathroom. "I… I mean I haven't—"
"Kai, did the courier give his name?" Elsa walked out of the bathroom, her clothing perfect, and her demeanor the same.
"No, Your Majesty, but he is quite insistent."
"Very well, have him escorted to my private conference chamber near the Throne Room. I'll be there shortly. Oh, Kai?"
Yes, Madame?" The older man straightened out his lapels.
"Make sure there is plenty of brandy available." Elsa smiled as Kai bowed and exited the room. After the portly man left she turned to Anna. "I think I know who it is. Anna?"
The princess had turned from Elsa, and was staring at her bed. "You go on and see who it is… I'll be fine." She walked to her bed and sat down.
Elsa, worried, rushed to the princess and knelt before her. "What? I'll be back as soon as I can, I promise."
"No, Elsa, you need to take of business, I know this." Anna reached forward and brushed Elsa's hair behind her ear. "Elsa, we almost got caught."
The Queen cringed. "No, we didn't, not really. The door was locked, wasn't it?"
Anna frowned. "But what if it wasn't? What if it was one of my Ladies in Waiting? They hardly ever knock and just barge right on in." There was a certain grim determination in her voice. "Maybe what we were doing…"
Elsa held up her hands. "Anna, please, can this wait? I've got to go. But I promise you I'll be back as soon as I can." She planted a quick kiss on Anna's lips and was gone.
Elsa stopped by her chambers on the way to her conference room to pick up her officer's coat and then went immediately to the first floor of her castle. When she arrived at her consultation room two guards were having an animated conversation with a man who was sitting on the Queen's chair. She smiled at the sight; and when her guards saw her they stopped talking and saluted.
The man, brandy in hand, burped rather loudly, and then sheepishly looked at the Queen while rising from her chair. "Sorry, Your Worship."
"Guards, you may leave us." Elsa rolled her eyes when they were gone. "I'm not the bishop, so let's have no more of that nonsense." She walked over to the taller man and briefly hugged him. "What do I call you tonight, my friend? Zander? Or Valgard? Or have you chosen another name?"
"Zander will do just fine, my Queen."
Elsa sat at her chair and poured herself some brandy. "So, I take it you received my letter."
Zander nodded and sat to Elsa's right. "Yes, and I came here with all haste, Your Majesty."
"What have you discovered so far?"
Zander put a satchel on long conference table and pulled out a few documents. "I don't suppose the ambassador to Weselton has told you the news? The old duke is dead, and that imbecile Magnus has taken over the duchy."
The Queen sat back, and sipped her brandy. "Magnus is hardly a fool. I met him, not quite three months ago, at a state dinner."
"He's no fool, my Queen, but he lacks his father's—grace, so to speak. He'll go after Arendelle, I'm certain of it. He's already got Wolfgang in his pocket—taken care of his gambling debts, among other things." He gave the documents to Elsa.
"So our ambassador to Weselton will betray us." Elsa pondered this information. "Already has, I see." So, the chess pieces fall into place. "What do you suggest we do with him?"
"Keep him in Weselton. See how far he's willing to go without drawing attention to himself publically." Zander sat back in his chair. "My guess is he will send you letters saying everything is fine and not to worry, and while he's placating you Weselton prepares for war. I would start training the troops as soon as you can."
The Queen nodded. "Already done, they begin exercises tomorrow. What else do you have for me?"
"Weselton and the Southern Isles have suddenly become the best of friends."
"Have they now?" Elsa examined the documents before her. "And I suppose this is the proof?"
Zander nodded and downed his entire glass of brandy. "Courtesy of the Westegaard's themselves. This is their copy of their latest treaty with Weselton. They promise to match Weselton's forces man for man. In other words, both of them are preparing for war against Arendelle."
Elsa leaned back in her chair, and blew out a deep breath. "I suspected Weselton, but the Southern Isles, as well? This is—a lot to digest at once."
"If I may indulge upon your palate once again. These fools actually sent a delegation to Corona, of all places!"
"Oh, how did Corona respond?"
The bearded man frowned somewhat. "The only thing I know is the delegation is still there, so they haven't been kicked out, and that's not a good sign."
"Or Corona is keeping them there for a good reason, to find out as much as they can and then report to us." Elsa reasoned.
"That's entirely possible, my Queen. My suggestion would be to not contact Corona right now; doing so might tip off Weselton that we know they are there. Let me go back to the Southern Isles and do some more—fishing."
The Queen placed her glass on the table. "How do you know all this, Zander?"
Zander merely smiled. "You forget, I have no scruples, and bed whomever I want—or bribe them."
Elsa blushed slightly, and then reached over to lightly grasp the man's hand. "Your service to Arendelle is invaluable, my friend."
Zander sighed, and blinked. "I have been, and always will be, your servant."
Neither one noticed that Anna was watching them, discreetly hidden in the shadows of the doorway.
Elsa remained in her private conference room long after Zander had retired for the evening, having graciously accepted the Queen's offer of a room for the night. She sat at the large fireplace and contemplated all that she knew. It seemed like the Fimbulvetr was proceeding exactly like the old troll predicted, and great war was upon her. She figured that Weselton and the Westegaards would need time to prepare for such an undertaking, and she would use this valuable time to do exactly the same. But one of the things that troubled her was Zander's advice not to contact Corona. If there ever was a time when she needed them it was now. Would they come to Arendelle's aid, when the appointed time was at hand?
For the first time since talking with Pabbie, Elsa understood exactly what the future held for her. The pawns fill their muskets; the knights sharpen their blades…
The Queen groaned, and the weight of the world pressed upon her shoulders at that moment. She was Arendelle's chief general at a time of war, but if she was supposed to be Jörmungandr, how was she going to lead her army? Elsa cursed herself for her idleness. It's been a year since that eternal winter, and I do not know my generals and admirals…
…Anna… She looked up then and felt an overwhelming need feel the comfort of her sister's arms around her.
Elsa knocked on Anna's door and expected the princes to answer immediately. But it didn't happen so she knocked again, and still, nothing. Frowning, Elsa tried the knob and found the door to be unlocked, so she quietly went in, and the first thing she noticed was the empty room. The candles had been blown out and the only light came from the dying embers in the fireplace. Disappointed, Elsa left the room and slowly walked the long hall to her own chambers.
The Queen sighed and entered into her outer parlor and threw the officer's coat on a nearby chair. But before she could do anything else she heard a noise in her bedroom. Elsa froze and listened carefully; she heard the faint sound of her bed creaking so she peered inside.
"Anna?"
"Lock the door."
Elsa did as Anna instructed, and leaned against the door once it was secure. "I thought we'd be in your room."
Anna sat up in the bed and the blankets fell down to her waist; she was naked. "I saw you and Zander in your private room."
Elsa's eyes widened. "What?"
"Why did you touch him?" Anna couldn't keep the jealousy out of her voice, or the contempt.
The Queen was flabbergasted. "Anna, what is it do think you saw?"
The princess lowered her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "Answer my question, Elsa."
The Queen quietly walked over to her bed. "Anna, for one thing, I trust that man with my life, he is Arendelle's best infiltrator—and secondly, I would appreciate it if you didn't speak to me in that kind of voice."
Anna was silent for so long Elsa thought she was choosing to ignore her. "If that's how you feel, then fine, I'm leaving!" But she made no move to get up.
Elsa stared at her, a small smile on her face, then she sat down on the bed next to Anna. "There is no need to be jealous of that man." She reached over and gently caressed the princess's cheek. "No need." Her lips parted slightly, and her eyes dropped to Anna's breasts.
But Anna was still aggravated, and her eyes showed it. "Will you hold me, Elsa?"
"Hold you?" Elsa fought with herself, and for the moment, quelled her desire. She reached down and removed her boots before scooting back onto her bed. "Come here, snowflake." She enfolded the younger woman in her arms, and let out a giant sigh when Anna's breathing deepened, and the princess fell asleep.
Elsa awoke before dawn, as was her usual habit, and noticed she was on her back, under the covers, and Anna's naked body was draped over her own. She also observed her own body's reaction to the princess's current state of undress. Elsa groaned low in her throat, and tried to move away from Anna. But Anna whined and adjusted her leg so it fell between her own.
The Queen threw an arm over her eyes and silently cursed whatever gods were laughing at her at the moment. After carefully turning her body over on her side, she was just about to turn Anna away from her when the princess's eyes snapped open.
They stared at one another until Elsa could not endure it for one more second, and her longing at its peak. She pushed Anna on her back and crawled on top of her, not caring that the princess could easily feel her arousal.
Anna closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around the Queen's back. Her breath quickened when she felt Elsa's hands all over her, caressing and teasing. "Clothes… too many clothes…"
Elsa lifted her head. "Help me." She lifted and started to unbutton her shirt, but was impaired by her desire, so she pulled the shirt over her head, and growled when it roughly ran over her broken wing.
Anna's squirmed as Elsa blindly fell onto her again. "Slow…please…" Her hand fisted and fell to the bed, and she squeezed her eyes shut as Elsa whimpered into her ear, her movements erratic, and her inexperience evident. "Elsa… please listen…"
Elsa panted and stopped moving. "Am I… are you hurt?"
Anna opened her eyes and forced Elsa to look at her. "I'm not hurt…look at me…I'm not going anywhere… please slow down."
The Queen slowed, and her hands gently ran over Anna's arms, softly caressing them. "Better?"
Anna breathed in deeply. "I'm… I've never…"
Elsa's breath hitched. "I know." She nuzzled Anna's neck, and mildly planted kisses all along her jaw as her hands soothed over her skin. Elsa lifted herself and moved to Anna's breasts. Her lips ghosted over the princess's left breast, and her tongue lightly licked the exposed areola, causing the flesh beneath her to harden.
"Elsa…" Anna moaned. She spread her legs farther apart as the Queen continued to nip at her breasts. "Yes…"
Elsa growled, and the beast, aroused beyond measure, hungered to come to the surface and take over. But she was able, once more, to tether the creature, and her hands grasped at Anna's hips. "I need…"
"Yes…"
The Queen reached between their bodies, her pleasure at its height, and unclasped her pants. She felt Anna tense beneath her so she slowed again, lifting on her elbows. "Anna… I'm going to remove my pants now. Is this okay with you?"
The princess clutched at the sheets beneath her. "Yes… oh, gods…"
Elsa slowly got up, her eyes never leaving Anna's, and sat back on the bed. With a reassuring smile she removed her last bit of clothing. Without breaking eye contact, she crawled between Anna's legs and lowered her body until their breasts touched.
Anna gasped. "Elsa… I'm scared…"
Elsa raised her hands and traced Anna's face with the tips of her fingers. "Shh… relax, snowflake, please…" She moved her hips to align them with Anna's. "Spread…yes…like that…"
Anna spread her legs wider, and squeezed her eyes shut. She felt Elsa at her entrance and gasped again, her body jerking upwards. "…oh, god…"
Elsa used Anna's momentum to slip inside just a little, and it was enough to make her groan. Fine tendrils of pleasure coursed through her body and pooled in her lower abdomen. She buried her face in the crook of Anna's neck just as the princess wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her down.
Anna sobbed, and then gritted her teeth. "Elsa."
Elsa thrust her hips just once, and found she could only go in so far, and realized she hit a—barrier, it was warm and wet, and she pumped a little harder, but still could not penetrate.
Anna gasped and clawed at Elsa's back. "Oh, my god, Elsa…it hurts."
Elsa stopped moving, letting Anna get used to her. "Anna, god, please relax…just for me…please." She thrust again, and was inside a little more. "That's it, Anna…I'm going to push—" Grasping the sheet below her, she shoved as hard as she could, and immediately felt something pop.
Anna screamed, her legs reflexively clasped Elsa's hips in a vice-like grip. "Please, Elsa…the pain is too much."
Elsa stopped moving again, and gently kissed along Anna's jawline. "I'm sorry…I'm sorry." But her hardened flesh began to throb with the effort of holding back. "Please, Anna, please…"
Anna took in several deep breaths in an effort to relax, and she released Elsa's hips. "Just, be gentle, please."
"Anna, oh, Anna…" Elsa pushed in and then withdrew, only to repeat again and again.
Anna reached up, her fingers sliding through Elsa's platinum locks, and cradled her head. "Gods…I need….move…" She wrapped her legs around Elsa's hips and held on tightly.
The Queen did, just a little, pulling out only inches, then reburying her flesh inside. Their hips came together, again and again, the delicious friction enveloping both within an incredible warmth. After many moments of this sweet torture, Elsa needed something more, yet she could not articulate it. Both were novices in art of love, as their desperate fumbling illustrated.
After many long minutes of grasping and grunting, Elsa felt a pull in her stomach, a tightening of the muscles below her waist, and she shivered. The tightness increased and she pumped faster, causing Anna moan loudly into her ear. "Anna… something's happening…"
Anna gasped, and panted as Elsa thrust faster. "…what?...oh, god, Elsa…"
"Anna!" Elsa shook and cried out, consumed in her release, and pumped out her essence into the princess below her.
Anna's eyes widened at the sensation of being filled, and she let go, falling into a blissful state of satiation and sensual gratification. They panted together as Elsa's thrusts slowly decreased, until she stopped altogether. The Queen rested her head just below Anna's chin, her breathing ragged, and on the verge of tears.
Anna sensed this, and wrapped her arms securely around Elsa. "Go on… cry if you need to."
Elsa squeezed her eyes shut and thrust one last time, her seed filling Anna completely. She timidly tried to get up, but Anna held her firm against her. Then her tears flowed freely, and she didn't stop for a long while.
Deep in the Valley of the Living Rock, Grand Pabbie's eyes snapped open, as if just waking from a dream, and he knew. His apprentice looked to him, puzzled by old troll's sudden alertness, but Pabbie waved him away, as some things needed to remain hidden.
After awhile, Elsa lifted her head and gazed down at Anna, who had her eyes closed. "Look at me, snowflake."
Anna opened her eyes and sighed deeply. "Hi."
"Hi." Elsa blushed a deep red. "I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting that to happen."
Anna gently caressed the Queen's cheeks. "What?"
"I've made a mess, I think." Elsa rolled onto her back, but her wing still stung, so she rolled to her side.
Anna turned her body so she was facing Elsa. But as she gazed upon her a sudden shyness crept over her, and she blushed. "I don't know what to say."
Elsa took hold of her hand. She kissed Anna's fingers, one by one, and smiled when Anna closed her eyes. "Do you want to sleep some more?"
Anna snuggled next to her, and rested her forehead on Elsa's shoulder. "Yes…"
They fell into peaceful slumber, not having a care in the world, at that one perfect moment. But perfection doesn't last forever.
Elsa confidently strode into the dining hall at her usual time and sat down. A page immediately stepped forward to place the morning's correspondence next to the Queen's plate. As Elsa was scanning her letters, General Urban entered and sat down at his usual place.
"Good morning, Your Majesty." Urban was young for a general, and had long black hair that he kept tied back in a ponytail. But his gray eyes had a wisdom in them that spoke of one years older.
Elsa glanced up. "Good morning, General." She put down the letters and rang a small bell. She glanced at the young man. "Do you mind if I call you by your given name, General?"
"No, I do not mind at all, Your Majesty."
Servants immediately came into the room bringing in the morning meal. Several hot and cold dishes were placed on the table, including scrambled eggs, sausages, fruits, breads, and an assortment of cheeses.
Elsa usually ate sparingly, but her appetite this morning was voracious. She piled her plate high with food. "Tell me, Urban, how are the plans for the troop exercises?"
"The actual plans, Your Majesty, are easy. But I'm a little unsure as to why we are doing these maneuvers." Urban poured himself some coffee.
Elsa realized she needed to confide the truth to this man. "I have reason to believe Weselton is preparing for war." She saw the look of disbelief on the man's face. "I'm sorry I'm just telling you this now. But I have credible proof from one our spies in the region."
Urban put down his cup, his face ashen. "Are you sure, Your Majesty?"
Elsa nodded and put down her fork. "Very sure, Urban."
"Then these aren't simple exercises, I need to call out our marines and the Navy." Urban stood. "If you will excuse me, Your Majesty."
Elsa put up her hand. "It can wait for a few minutes longer. Please relax and have some breakfast."
Just as General Urban was sitting down Zander wandered into the room and plopped down on a chair opposite the Queen. "Good morning, everyone."
The Queen looked at him disapprovingly. "Is that how one addresses the Queen, Mr. Zander?"
The lout sat up, and nodded his head apologetically. "Excuse me for my rudeness—good morning, Your Majesty."
The doors to the dining hall swung open again and Anna entered, very cheerful and looking well rested. "Hello, everyone!"
For a brief moment, Elsa's eyes widened, but she recovered quickly. "Good morning, Princess Anna."
Anna sat opposite General Urban and smiled at the man. "Have we met before?" She began to serve herself breakfast.
The general cleared his throat. "No, I believe we have yet to be formally introduced, Your Highness." Urban stood and grasped Anna's hand, and kissed it. "I pleasure to meet you."
Anna blushed. "The pleasure is all mine." She found herself staring into the General's gray eyes. "Umm…shall we dine?"
Elsa found herself staring at the two, and her jealousy flared to the surface for a second before she clamped it back down. But Zander noticed her strange behavior, and filed the information away for a later time and place.
Elsa stood at the entrance to the north attic with the Royal Architect, Steingard, and showed the man her designs. Steingard looked from the plans to the actual space of the attic and scratched at his beard. He handed the schematics back to the Queen and then took out his pipe.
"Well, Your Majesty, this is an impressive design, I will admit." The man was a perfectionist, and admired that in other people. He lit his pipe. "You actually want to reinforce the walls like this?"
Elsa rolled up her plans. "Yes, after that last major storm I fear this is the weakest part of the castle. I want to make sure it doesn't buckle in the future."
Steingard nodded. "Okay, I see your point, Your Majesty. First thing is to have the foundry start smelting the needed iron, then we can begin. Shouldn't take more than a couple of months."
"I see." Elsa handed the documents to the architect. "I was hoping this project could be finished by month's end."
Steingard puffed out his smoke away from the Queen. "Depends on the foundry, Your Majesty. You know how uncooperative the Guilds can be."
Elsa wasn't deterred. "See that it happens, Steingard. I have the upmost confidence in you."
The man bowed. "Your Majesty."
"Anna…oh, Anna…Anna!" Elsa hid her face in the princess's neck and thrust one last time, burying herself deeper into her.
Anna, back against the wall, hands clutching around Elsa's shoulders, moaned and let her head loll to the side. "Elsa, my god…you are insatiable."
Elsa pressed Anna harder against the wall. Panting, she turned her head and gently kissed Anna on the cheek. Her arms were under Anna's knees, holding her still. "You are so beautiful, Anna…my…my…" She shuddered again.
They stayed that way for several minutes, locked in passion's embrace.
The princess finally opened her eyes. "Where did that come from, Elsa?"
"I'm going to…miss you when I'm gone." She grunted and let Anna lower her legs to the floor. She took a small step back and helped to straighten the princess's skirt.
Anna reached down and pulled up Elsa's trousers. Her lips ghosted over Elsa's as she clasped them for her. "Tell me again why I can't come with you."
Elsa rested her forehead on Anna's, and tucked in her shirt. "You know why, Anna. I go to confront the jötunn, and secure their alliance with Jörmungandr."
Anna buttoned up her blouse. "When do you leave?"
"Anna, we leave tomorrow."
The princess could not help but to be jealous. "Kristoff is going?"
The Queen sighed. "We've been through this numerous times, Anna. Yes, Kristoff wants to see the trolls one last time before he sails to America." She put on her officer's coat. "I will admit, I think I'm going to miss that mountain man."
Anna's mind was whirling. "Me, too…and I haven't really said a proper good-bye to him."
Elsa missed the hidden meaning in Anna's words, and simply caressed her cheek. "Why don't you try to find him." She turned to her desk and sat down. "He's been good to you, remember."
Anna did remember, and she hoped that Elsa would some day forgive her.
I'm not sure if I got their first time together perfect. But I wanted it to be sloppy and painful considering neither of them have any experience at this whatsoever. Anyway, let me know what you think, please review.