The deck of the ship was unusually quiet and peaceful. Everyone would have thought that a moment of peace was impossible to be found in the most famous ocean liner in the world, especially when the ship was full of people. But apparently nothing was impossible for the colossus called Titanic.

There were a couple of explanations to clarify that silence. First of all it was lunch time and then the few passengers who had finished lunch had already retired in the cabins or found their place in some bars.

However all of this were irrelevant for a certain strawberry blonde girl.

The girl in question was very nervous and she was walking briskly, in the direction of the second floor deck of the ship. The light sound of her footsteps was muffled by the sound of the waves that seemed to be more stormy than the morning. Her two characteristic braids were ruffled, pushed away by the breeze that was rising throughout the day. Suddenly in the air echoed a strange noise, a kind of subdued growl that came from the girl.

"Excellent, Anna, keep forgetting to have breakfast and lunch." She snorted.

Anna had spent all morning in her cabin to prepare with Rapunzel's help, completely forgetting to eat. Nothing strange, considering what it was going to happen that afternoon. Despite Rapunzel had offered to give Anna a couple of her clothes, in the end she declined the invitation. The blonde girl used to wear elegant dresses, skirts and showy lace everywhere, but Anna preferred simple, male clothes as those she was already wearing. In any case, the presence of Rapunzel was vital: Anna's clothes were cleaned, patched and arranged according to her measure. Her jade green shirt now had a more feminine aspect and fit perfectly at the girl's body, her sleeves hadn't to be rolled up anymore and, after a final clean, they seemed even more radiant. The light beige trousers were tight and shortened, in turn, giving the impression of perfectly fit to her body, even though they had been of a couple of sizes bigger than her. Rapunzel also had offered to give Anna her hair ribbons that were placed in each braid. They were a little darker green than her shirt and was long twenty centimeters. According to the girl, the tapes looked better on Anna than on her hair, noting how the sea-blue eyes were accented by their mere presence.

All that preparation took almost all the morning and now that Anna was ready and had asked for advice to Rapunzel, she had started to head towards the place of her dat-… Toward the place of her meeting, although it was only one and a quarter pm.

"She just has to thank me. It's not a d-dat-te-e."

"Punzie said that everything will be fine. I just have to relax."

"Be yourself, be yourself, be yourself."

Since she had left the cabin, Anna continued to repeat those phrases, trying to calm herself. She also had started to recall Rapunzel's precious advices that could be summed up in five simple "rules":

1. Stay calm, don't panic, THINK BEFORE SPEAKING.

"Ok, this is simple. I just have to take a deep breath and don't be silly. Where is the problem? I'm the most calm, kind and loving person all over the world and I am only about to see the most angelic and wonderful person of the universe!

Breathe, Anna, breathe."

2. Make sure you are alone and not accompanied by anyone!

"... If I only see those ridiculous sideburns I swear this time I'll break his nose. That dirty Bastar-!"

3. She's a lady so say goodbye properly.

"Come on Anna, Rapunzel made you a lot of examples. Try to remember. Let's see. I could try with "Good morning Miss Arendelle". Ew, it sounds so horrible. What about "Hello ma'am"! It sounds so gross! Wait, is she married yet? Oh my god, what if she's married? Maybe I'll try with "Hello Elsa". I don't know, I can't call her by her first name. I already have done it previously, but that was for a valid, very valid reason! I mean, for heaven's sake, she was about to jump into the sea! Uhm. Maybe I could skip the 'hello' part and tell her some different thinks, something like: "Hey sweety, not even the moon is comparable to your beauty." Oh God, it sounds so cliché. I give up!"

4. Find something nice to say.

"It's not hard to find something nice. She's so breathtaking. Those ice-blue eyes are always a bit sad but at the same time they hide surprise. Not to mention those long platinum blonde hair that seem to shine every time. Then there's her body, so perfect, and her curves, oh her curves..."

5. Show her your strengths and don't try to say that you don't have them! Well yeah, maybe you are a bit messy, childish, blatant, clumsy, awkward, eccentric, exuberant, impulsive, but you also have a heart of gold! You are kind and caring! Focus on these things!

"Is this an advice at all? It's not helping!"

She continued that line of thought for a long time while she unconsciously headed towards the meeting place. It seemed that when she wasn't focused on the path to follow, her orientation worked much better and she found herself near the B deck very early. She walked to the open corridor that would have taken her to the deck and she hugged the sketchbook she had brought with her. It had no monetary value but it was her special treasure. It was also considered a good luck charm. The album was one of the two things she never separated from. The other thing was the pendant of her mother that emerged from her shirt, of which you could only see the gold chain.

She remained lost in thought even when, arrived at a crossroads, she turned to the right rather hastily, without looking, until she felt something slamming against her. Instinctively she reached out to grab the thing that was falling because of their clash. As soon as her hand closed, her body was pervaded by a slight shudder and a familiar feeling took hold of her.

At that moment all thoughts of the last hours were wiped to leave the place to a single, simple thought:

"My angel is here."

The corridor outside the suite was pretty quiet. Both the crew and the other first class passengers weren't seen anywhere and the only thing moving was a platinum blonde young girl. She was experimenting a very similar situation to the other girl who was some decks farther from her: she was walking briskly and nervously, her heels were echoing on the surrounding walls, her face and her features were showing a certain anxiety in anticipation of what would have happened shortly thereafter.

Plus, she kept muttering to herself nonsense words of encouragement. Something like:

"You've faced worse things. You're an Arendelle! Obviously you've faced worse things. Stay calm Elsa, stay calm, stay calm..."

Elsa had spent most of the morning sleeping.

When her maid, Mellow, left the room with the invitation for Anna, she lay in bed and the sleep that she hadn't had the night before, finally arrived. She had fallen asleep with a smile on her face, thinking about what she had just done, but the bliss lasted for a very short time. When Mel woke her up a few hours later, the anxiety came back to her like a wave during a storm, putting her in a pure and complete state of chaos. The clock seemed frighteningly close to the 2pm, and every decision she had to take seemed to have become the most difficult choice of the universe, although in a normal situation, the whole thing would have been rather simple.

She had forced her maid to spend all morning with her to solve her whims: what dress I wear, what shoes I match, how do I brush my hair, will she come or not, what do I have to do to start a conversation and all the other, futile or not, questions that passed through her head.

Finally she chose a simple teal dress, with a sweetheart bodice and a pretty long skirt. It had bronze trim and some gracious embroidery. On the short black sleeves, she wore a small magenta cape to protect herself from the wind that could be present that afternoon. She also chose to braid her hair in a classic French braid, collected in a bun, which made her look more mature.

After being forced by Mellow to eat at least a piece of bread with eggs - which were uncomfortably tight in her throat -, she began to start toward the B deck, although it was quiet early.

But soon she realized that the words of self-encouragement were not working as she hoped.

"Don't worry, she says. Everything will be fine, she said. She has no idea, no idea how hard it's for me to do such a thing. She's a waitress! It's all simple for her! She's used to this sort of thing. On the other hand, I have never met anyone outside of all those noble lords or those illustrious citizens. What if she will get uncomfortable? I don't want her to leave because of me."

"Mel said I have to be myself. How can I be myself when I don't even know who I am? For them I'm only a noble of the oldest families of the time, an Arendelle, and soon a Southern, the one who will have the honor to marry the charming Hans Southern. But am I really just that?"

"Mel always says I'm reserved. I can't blame her. She also says that I'm kind and selfless. But she always sees the good in people. Maybe it's true that I have some qualities. Well certainly I'm smart and careful, I can't deny it, and I believe her. But what I see instead it's only a fragile girl, full of remorse and assertive. I'm sure she will never come to our meeting. Maybe I should go back to the cabin."

For a few minutes she convinced herself that the idea of inviting Anna to spend the afternoon with her was stupid. Probably the girl wasn't interested in spending time with her. When that thought occupied her mind, she stopped and wondered if she should have to go back or if she had to move on.

Was there some hope that Anna would have shown up?

Or was it better to go back in the cabin and lock the door?

Would she really came just to see me?

"It's a beautiful name."

The words that the strawberry blonde girl uttered jumped to her mind.

"Ann-I mean, Miss Dawson thinks that I have a beautiful name."

And that thought was enough to make her blush.

Once again she found herself thinking about the night before and those unexpected events. On the other hand she had promised herself not to look behind anymore and to indulge. Enough with the 'Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know' thing. It was time to face her fears.

She would have given her a chance.

She started to walk again, coming in a short time near the site of the meeting. Only a curve and a few meters separated her from the meeting point. She didn't give the time to herself to slow down when she turned the corner and that was probably the reason why she bumped into something.

She felt like if she were falling in slow motion. She closed her eyes, ready to suffer the blow and the pain that would have followed, but what she didn't expect was to be grabbed by someone. That grip, that touch, seemed familiar and almost nostalgic.

It was then that she realized who was in front of her, and her mind was able to come up with a single thought:

"She has come."

Their touch was enough to recognize each other, even before their eyes came into contact and they also realized that their thoughts were directed to each other in the last hours. A breath of wind woke up the two girls from their numbness and it was then that the sea-colored eyes met those of ice again and their essence returned to intertwine. The spring scent pushed through the fragrance of winter and all the security that had been lost during their separation was found instantly, as if they had never really gone away.

"Oh , I'm sorry!" Elsa began to say.

She was the first to recover from that sudden encounter.

"I wasn't looking where I was standing and then you came out from nowhere and I didn't see you coming and I thought I would have hit the ground and instead you've held me, and..."

And while she rambled, Anna could only watch the woman in front of her eyes with a dash of fun and growing affection, focusing on every detail of her dress and every little detail of her face. Pale skin perfectly matched to the color of her eyes, as much as a cup of chocolate would be well accompanied by a chocolate cake, not to mention her small and tender pink lips that seemed to be made of sugar, and only in that moment Anna noticed how hungry it was really, but...

"Wait. Are those freckles? Aww, how cute."

She realized that she had begun to ramble in her thoughts just like Elsa, even if the other girl was expressing them aloud.

"...You continue to appear in my life just like that, out of nowhere, and every time it becomes so embarrassing to talk to you and-"

"Wow Elsa, I didn't know how much you love to fall at my feet". Anna interrupted her.

As she finished the sentence, she had already regretted to have spoken because Elsa sent her a scary look, a look that reminded her...

A loud slap hit her in the face.

... The moment when she had been slapped in the evening before.

"Déjà vu." She found herself muttering.

"And just to let you know, it's Miss Elsa is for you!" The girl continued, crossing her arms and turning her head to the side.

Anna grinned at the sight of her gorgeous pout.

"Oh I 'm so sorry Milady." She said it in a false tone of displeasure.

She leaned forward in a perfect imitation of a bow.

"Since you were speaking to me with that confidence tone, it was spontaneous for me answering like that."

She winked. Elsa didn't understand immediately what she meant and was confused for a while until she realized that she had referred to Anna like she was an old friend for all that time.

She winced, putting an hand to her mouth with a clear expression of terror on her face. She prepared to apologize but she couldn't say a single word that the strawberry blonde girl interrupted her immediately.

"No excuses. Don't worry. In return we will forget that we are of two different social classes and try to be friendly to each other. You agree?"

"Of c-course yes, who do you think I am?"

Anna had to admit that that shy and grumpy side of Elsa was really adorable. She wished to know every aspect Elsa's life and every aspect of her personality because each new side was a new part of her that she could love.

She smiled.

Another of those warm smiles of Anna that surprise Elsa. Although she insisted to keep her pout, Anna never lost the sight on the other girl. She could clearly see a new spark in Elsa's eyes that brought with it an happiness that she clearly never felt before.

And that was when they both left aside their own problems, their own doubts and misgivings, and stripped of any mask, any barrier that prevented them to appear from what they really were. They prepared to be known for their values , for their true selves and the words of Rapunzel and Mellow seemed to echo in the air:

"Be yourself."

Finally they understood the meaning of those words.

The atmosphere was interrupted by a soft sound, much like a growl, coming from Anna. She blushed and she was sure that now her face had the same color of a tomato.

"Please tell me that she hasn't heard, please..."

But her wish didn't come true since shortly thereafter Elsa started to laugh, with her right hand over her mouth. She laughed so much that at some point she had to hold her belly.

"Yes, make fun of me. Pff." Anna sighed; she wanted to hide under the wooden boards of the floor.

"I-I'm sorry... it was… so... unexpected..." She said between a laughter and another.

It was Anna's turn to pout.

Elsa wiped an elusive tear and then reached out toward the girl.

"Shall we go?"

The strawberry blonde girl stared at the hand of the other girl for a while, surprised of that initiative, but she had no doubts about what to do. She reached her hand and squeezed it in order not to lose the grip on it. She let herself be dragged all the way, thinking that if that was what the future had in mind for them, she wouldn't have complained.