YuiUsagi111: Well I was referring to Frozen Fever when I wrote that part, so you're somewhat right about that XD So since this takes place two years after 'Chess Piece', Frozen Fever happened, just without the snowgies hahahahaha. But no worries, it's coming ;)

She could not ask for a smoother celebration.

Beginning her work as soon as she and Hans had returned from Ánslo, in such unexpected timing that had driven the servants running around to prepare for their arrival earlier than the intended schedule, she was just as determined to see that it would be a perfect day for her sister, just as she had did last year despite the ailment that had befallen her on the Princess' nineteenth birthday.

True to his words, Hans had not let her overwork herself over the preparation for Anna's birthday this year, reminding her not to skip her meals and every once in a while had brought her lunch in when she had been stubborn enough as to not come to the Dining Hall.

With her hard work and determination, combined with his firm reminder and care, Anna's twentieth birthday had been a total success without the Queen sneezing throughout the day as her health had been closely maintained. It had been just as merry, celebrated in the town under the warm summer weather, where people had all rejoiced for their beloved Princess.

It was all that Anna much preferred, to celebrate in a more humble way where the citizens of Arendelle would be greatly involved, a contrast with Elsa's birthday where dignitaries and royals from neighboring kingdoms would be the main attendance in the guest list, yet there was really no need to be questioning such differences, for their monarchy status had demanded the different approach in celebration. If it had been up to her, even she would have preferred for a quiet and more private celebration, perhaps not even having a party to begin with, as still the presence of a large crowd could make her feel so pressured sometimes.

With Anna turning twenty in age, the older sister was not even surprised when the Council had brought up the discussion over the idea of the Princess' need for betrothal the very next day during their morning meeting, as she was merely a year younger than when the Queen had been married off now, while even Anna herself had not been awaken yet, being allowed to sleep-in after the tiresome day before. The thought was quickly dismissed away with the same tone that she had used when the subject had been discussed with her almost two years ago. She was not having her younger sister falling into the same fate as she, for she could not guarantee the man would treat the Princess the same way Hans had did to her, and although she did not mention it, all she wished was for Anna to fall in love in her own way and term, as she had been such a romantic type that believed in true love.

"If I may be forward, Your Majesty," Lord Melbourne had begun, and by the tone that he had used, the words he used to her, she was certain that this would only added up to the headache that she was already nursing throughout the meeting. "The Council are only trying to ensure that Arendelle's royal succession is secured."

Here they were again, at the core of the problem.

Should it was all up to her, she would have a child long time ago, just to stop such demands from her Council, yet unfortunately all she could provide them was her patience, and even that was running thin, especially when added with the exhaustion she was suffering from, no doubt coming from the weeks of planning and working on Anna's birthday party, and she was also required to attend this meeting now, as much as she preferred to stay in bed with her husband.

"We are just eager," Lord Russell had added, seeing the clear displeased expression on the Queen's face, as he tried to defuse the heat of the situation. "Seeing that Queen Victoria of Britain had just welcomed her second child-"

Blue eyes snapped up at the mention then, as her brows furrowed even more as she looked at the dark haired Council man. "Did you just compare me to another royalty?" Has it been some sort of a competition between monarchs then, between Queens of the many kingdoms that spread across the globe, to bear as many heirs as they could while they were young and, in the men's word, proper?

There was no denying that the sharp tone that came through her lips had caused the older man's shoulders to tense up as he realized his mistake, yet he did not dare to speak and defend himself, as he could possibly make the situation worse for his own behalf.

As her eyes scanned through the men before her, narrowed as she dared for someone else to add another 'reasoning' on their impatience over something that could not be controlled by anyone but nature itself, she leaned back in her seat, hands coming to rest on her lap as she let the argument pass, for now. "Is there anything else that you would like to report to me, gentlemen?"

"No, Your Majesty, that would all."

"Then this meeting is dismissed."

The sun-shaped seal could only belong to one kingdom.

When the letter had arrived, she had just risen from her seat behind the mahogany desk, had already set aside her quill and ink along with the remaining paperwork as she prepared herself to head for lunch in the Dining Hall. The wax had been purple in color, with gold enhancing the symbol of the kingdom, and she had sat back down with the letter in hand then, fingers already tearing open through the paper as she postponed her lunch for a more important matter.

Corona had always been one of the closest trade partners that Arendelle had, their relation had been built for so many years, by the Kings that had reigned long before her, and had been maintained so well that both parties had almost considered themselves as somewhat a family.

Rapunzel and her husband Eugene had attended her coronation, the once lost Princess of the sunny kingdom had come and greeted her with such bright expression that she reminded her so much of her younger sister. The man that had been standing dutifully by her side had a rather charming aura that surrounded him, had bowed perfectly before her despite the information that had reached her that he had been nothing but a mere thief before he had met Rapunzel. The marriage of the Crown Princess with a commoner itself had rose a few political conflicts, as then she was no longer available to straighten a bond with a neighboring kingdom the way that Elsa had been. Yet fortune had been by the couple's side, as both King Frederick and Queen Arianna had been alive and well, thus able to sort such conflicts for their daughter's sake.

Unfolding the letter in hand, blue eyes were quick to read what had been written in such neat cursive over the paper, eyebrow raising once she had processed the whole information given to her before a small smile had tugged at the corner of her lips.

An invitation for the baptism of Rapunzel's newborn daughter.

Arendelle had sent over gifts to the neighboring kingdom upon receiving the news that the Crown Princess was expecting, even Anna had requested for her to be allowed to write a personal letter, no doubt congratulating the now parents in her own way and word, and such excitement could really be a small good change for Rapunzel from the many official and boring letters, thus she had allowed her sister to do as she pleased, she did not even proofread it when the Princess had done writing, simply slipping the piece of paper into the envelope and sealed it with the royal crocus stamp.

Now that it was known that the baby was a girl, she could already imagine Anna's reaction, and of course knowing how the younger sister would express how she would love to attend, just to see the little bundle of joy. Not that she had the heart to leave her behind anyway.

The only problem was that she was not sure if she could come.

It was directed to her, the invitation, explicitly stated that they were expecting the Queen to attend and whoever she may wish to bring along. And while she would be nothing but joyous for the royal couple and to meet her father's old friend King Frederick, the one thing that disturbed her greatly was the journey needed to be make.

She still could not allow herself to sail aboard, not with her powers that could literally freeze the ocean, and especially not with her traumatic experience and memories of her parents, lost at sea. The fear of it still ate her from the inside out, caused the many 'what if's to start swirling in her mind, of the probabilities that she would end up with the same fate as the late King and Queen of Arendelle.

The small amount of frost blooming under her fingers as she held onto the invitation reeled her back from her thoughts as she dropped the paper onto the smooth surface of her desk, and she had taken a deep breath then, counting from one to ten in her mind as she slowly exhaled, a practice that she, with the help of Hans, had developed to calm her nerves and put her powers back under her control and not the other way around.

She truly had no other choice.

Ah, writing ahead is great. The second part was mostly written even before we reached this chapter, as I already have it in mind, so all I need to do is to copy it, read it over, and make adjustment as I add the rest; which save so much time in updating.