Chapter 11: Love Lost


The sled broke through the last of the trees and onto the open snow-covered slope. Even though she knew where she was going, this was still all unfamiliar to Elsa despite having gone up this slope three times; once when she arrived the night after her coronation, another time when she came back a few weeks later and lastly the return trip.

The sled crested the final hill and just like that the ice palace popped into view. They had finally arrived at the North Mountain. With the orders Elsa had given them fulfilled, the ice reindeer came to a stop in front of the staircase leading across the crevice. Despite all this time, the ice palace remained the same as how Elsa left it a few weeks after her coronation. She had returned only once with Anna to retrieve her crown from her snow golem and also to give her sister a tour as well as making a few minor repairs. It was during that visit that Anna gave her snow golem the name of Marshmallow, who Elsa ordered to protect the palace until she returned. She hadn't returned until now.

Speaking of Marshmallow, where is he?

Elsa felt the weight that was on her shoulder lift off. She turned to see Elise sitting upright, eyes slowly fluttering open. Elise hadn't made it far after they left the castle, falling asleep immediately once she rested her head on Elsa's shoulder. Elise is so cute while she sleeps, Elsa had thought to herself, so she refused to disturb her for the entire trip. She spent about half the trip watching where they were going and the other half watching her twin sleep.

Elise's sleepy eyes shot wide-awake when she realized where they were.

"We're here!" Elise almost squealed in delight while shooting up from her seat. "Wow, Elsa, it looks even more amazing in person." Elise's excitement reminded Elsa of Anna.

"Glad to see you're awake," Elsa said, standing up herself and stretching. It felt good to stand and it made Elsa realize how stiff she was. Come to think of it, Elsa hadn't moved at all once Elise rested her head on her shoulder, only a few times to turn her head, but nothing else.

Elise started climbing out of the sled while Elsa joyfully watched. Out of the corner of her eye, Elsa spotted an oddly shaped mound next to the palace stairs. Elise's feet were just about to hit the ground.

Marshmallow

"No, Elise, wait-"

A roar cut Elsa off as the snow mound burst into the form of the palace guard, also known as Marshmallow.

Elsa jumped off the sled and bolted in between the two. "Elise, get back! He'll attack you!" She wasn't there for half a second before Elise pushed her out of the way causing Elsa to stumble into the snow. Elsa made to move but it didn't take long before she picked up on two things. First, Marshmallow had stopped roaring. Second, Elise showed no signs of fear. In fact, she was staring at Marshmallow with her hands on her hip, shaking her head disapprovingly. Marshmallow looked at Elise with confusion.

Elsa sat up, slightly irritated that she Elise pushed her. "Hey, what did you do that for?"

"You call this a snow golem?" Elise commented, not answering the question. "It looks like something meant to scare only children."

Marshmallow looked between the two twins. "Mama?"

"Yes, I'm right here, Marshmallow," Elsa assured the snow golem while standing up. She narrowed her eyes at Elise. She may have been cute while sleeping, but now Elsa was a little annoyed with her.

Elise crossed her arms and shot her sister a sly look. "Mama? Really, Elsa, 'Mama'?" Elsa refused to look at Elise.

"Who is this mean lady, Mama, and why does she look like you?" Marshmallow asked.

"Marshmallow, this is my sister, Elise. She has powers just like me and she looks like me because we are identical twins."

"So, she is my mother too?"

Elsa felt heat rising to her cheeks. "No, she's your aunt, like Aunt Anna."

"But Aunt Anna doesn't look like you and doesn't have powers. So that means you are both my mothers." And with that, Marshmallow scooped them both up in a hug. Elsa was face to face with Elise, their bodies' pinned together in the bone-crushing embrace. Both of them were bright red.

"Marshmallow, please put us down," Elsa commanded. Marshmallow dropped them to the ground on command.

On the ground, Elise was grinning at Elsa. "I guess that means we're parents now."

Elsa didn't think she could turn any redder. She scrambled to her feet and faced her snow golem. "Listen Marshmallow, Elise and I are going to be staying here for a few days. I need you to, carefully, unload our sled. Just leave everything in the foyer. Then come back out here and guard the palace. We'll unpack later. Understand?"

"Okay, Mama."

"Good." Elsa turned to Elise with an outstretched hand and a beaming smile. "Come on. It's time for the tour." She might've been a little annoyed with Elise at first, but it wasn't enough to stop the growing excitement of finally giving her sister the grand tour. Elsa had been looking forward to it since she'd come up with the vacation idea.

Elise took Elsa's hand and let out a surprised yelp when Elsa tugged her towards the staircase. "Whoa, I thought you were upset with me."

Elsa rolled her eyes. "I was, but I'm too excited."

Elise smiled back. "Me too."


Over an hour later, Elise continued to follow Elsa through the glistening halls of her ice palace as she helped Elsa put away their stuff. Elise had quickly noticed that the interior of the palace was rather small and simple in comparison to the outside, though not any less amazing than the exterior. The few rooms that were there were large and very open. Elsa explained how it was a spur of the moment creation—which Elise thought was even more impressive than the palace itself—and that she hadn't really put in any thought of long-term living arrangements. Though she didn't mention it, Elise could tell Elsa had purposely built it so that only one resident could occupy it. There was only one of everything; one bedroom, one snow-bed, and one very-crude bathroom. And everything was wide open and big with almost no signs of furniture and only sparse decoration—unless one counted the beautiful snowflake-engraved walls as decoration.

Even to Elise, who had grown up alone in her own ice palace, thought it felt a little unhomely. They hadn't even made it past the second room before Elise had the urge to express her thoughts out loud and Elsa explained that at the time, she didn't want to feel cluttered and trapped as a byproduct of her self-imposed imprisonment. So, they both decided to liven up the place while Elsa finished her tour and while they unpacked.

Upon closer examination, Elise decided that the interior decoration was best as it was though some furniture and remodeling was definitely needed. So Elise and Elsa got to work. A few chairs and coffee tables here. A couple of ice sculptures over there. Elise turned the bedroom, which had only been a big room with a single bed, into a real royal bedroom with a grand vanity, dressers, cabinets, and wardrobe though they remained mostly empty. Elise thought about adding a second bed or even a second bedroom, but decided not to bring it up. Elsa must have decided the same because she didn't mention it either.

Elise then turned the crude bathroom, which had been just a little room with a hole that emptied over the side of the mountain into a royal bathroom equipped with a bath tub and a plumbing system Elise had designed herself at the North Pole. It worked using water from melted ice. It was functional, but it could only use freezing cold water, not like freezing cold water bothered them anyway. Elise's final touch up was turning another room – one that Elsa had no use for – into a semi-functioning kitchen and storage space for the supplies they had brought. The only room Elise didn't touch was the main hall, the one with the chandelier, the balcony, and the giant snowflake on the floor. Elsa requested that Elise leave it as it was, so Elise listened. Elise could tell it was special to Elsa. It might have been the only room she stayed in during her first stay.

And now Elise found herself standing in that room because they were done. The tour was finished and their luggage unpacked.

"So..." Elise trailed off as she stared at the chandelier above her. Something had caught her eye, something that seemed out of place. The chandelier seemed out of place almost as if...then Elise noticed it. Most of the chandelier was made up of triangular crystalline ice that fit with the overall style of the palace. Elise had tried her best to keep with that style while she remodeled; sharp edges, symmetry, order. But parts of this chandelier had been replaced with rounder shapes that looked like...flowers. Now Elise could see it clearly. They were flowers It was very out of place, but then Elise remembered that Elsa had to remake this chandelier on her last visit. Her last visit with Anna.

Elsa spoke up next to her as if reading her mind. "The flowers were Anna's idea. I know it kind of looks stupid, but she was so excited that I added them for her. Elise nodded. "I also added a few features from a lesson I learned when I was first here."

As if on cue, Elise traced the chandelier to the top. A countless number of ropes and chains shot out of its top to multiple spots on the ceiling.

Elise looked back down at Elsa. "A little over the top, don't you think?"

Elsa ignored her comment. Instead she stared ahead as if looking past Elise. "Elise, could you help me with something?"

Elise raised an eyebrow, suddenly aware of the change of mood. "Sure." Elise knew she had to proceed carefully. She had no idea what Elsa had in mind though. "Anything."

Elsa's eyes seemed to focus back onto Elise. "I want you to teach me how to make an ice statue...of a person."

Is that all? I wonder why she's acting all strange about it. I wonder if she's embarrassed?

"Sure. That's easy."

"Well, to you maybe. I need it to be perfect." Elsa's mood had yet to brighten and Elise was starting to wonder what why she was so serious.

"Did you have anyone particular in mind?" Elise knew the answer before she even asked, but she had to ask anyway.

"Anna."

"Well then, that should be even easier." Something in Elise's mind clicked and the memory of Elsa telling her about how Anna had turned into a frozen statue surfaced.

Maybe this isn't going to be as easy as I thought.

"It's simple really," Elise started. "Like everything with our magic, you have to imagine what you want to create and then will the magic to do it." Elise took a step back to give herself some space to work with. "But the trick is to not try to do it all at once." Elise held out her hand and let her magic flow out. "Start with the overall form and then work through each detail one at a time. It takes a little practice to get all the details lined up, but it's a lot easier than trying to do it all at once." When the magic stopped swirling around, a life-sized ice statue of Elsa stood in its place. "Now you try."

Elsa stared at the statue, clearly impressed. She smiled and may have even blushed, but Elise couldn't tell. But the smile quickly faded. Elise wasn't sure what was up with her, but she was starting to get a faint idea.

Elsa was hesitating so Elise decided to help her along. "You can use my statue as a guide. Just change the details to fit what you have in mind. You're about the same height anyway so it shouldn't be too off."

Elsa didn't respond, but she took a step back, closed her eyes, and held out her hand. Magic started swirling around the ice statue and Elise watched it transform.

Elsa finished and opened her eyes. Elise had enough time to get a look at the statue before turning back to gauge Elsa's reaction. It was Anna, but the limbs hadn't changed position and the details were a little shaky. She also looked happy. But Elsa didn't, she looked disappointed. She was pouting.

"That's not what I wanted." Elsa turned to her twin. "I need you to help me and I need to do this from scratch."

Elise was confused. "What more can I do?"

Elsa looked at her blankly. "I need you to hold me."

"O-kay." Elise stepped up behind Elsa, pressed her body up against Elsa's back, gently grabbed her wrist, and pointed it to an empty section of the floor. Elsa's eyes were already closed. "Like this?" Elise didn't get an answer, but from the way Elsa relaxed when Elise pressed up against her she knew it was what Elsa wanted. Soon enough, Elsa started letting her magic flow.

Elise felt a lump forming in her throat as she watched the statue form. She could tell it was Anna, but in winter clothing. Elise could already make out some of the details, which were flawless from what Elise could tell so far. The ice statue Anna was holding out her arm above her body. Her eyes looked sad and weak. She looked as if she was using her body as a shield.

But it wasn't those details that made Elise let go of Elsa and back away. The ice statue didn't look like a normal ice statue. It had the color and texture of what happens to human beings when they get frozen by magic. Elise knew this look all too well.

It didn't matter though. Elsa was already finished and didn't need her to hold onto. Elise heard a partially-suppressed sob coming from in front of her and it knocked her out of her thoughts. "Should I go?" Elise whispered. Elsa nodded, but didn't turn around. It didn't matter what Elsa answered though. Elise had to leave. Now.

Elise turned around and hurried towards the exit. At the threshold she turned around and spared one last glance at Elsa who was slowly and cautiously approaching the ice statue. "I'll go get us something to eat...for an hour or two," she added under her breath.


While she was away, Elise theorized that Elsa was still not over freezing her sister's heart several months ago and that this was her way of getting over it. Elise knew that feeling all too well and even the sight of Elsa's frozen-Anna copy was enough to bring back bad memories. After about an hour of waiting, she decided that Elsa had enough time to determine that the ice statue she'd left Elsa with was in fact not Anna and that it was safe to return.

Elise started back carrying some bread, cheese, and various smoked meats for her and Elsa to eat for lunch. That was probably all they were going to eat the whole weekend had Elsa not come up with the idea of freezing already-cooked stews and soups. All they would have to do is heat it up on the small stove that was packed in the sled. It was going to stay there when they left along with the wood and buckets of coal that were brought along for fuel. That's what the "semi-functioning" part of the kitchen was.

Come to think of it, they could have brought a whole slew of fresh foods to cook with. The cold was wonderful at keeping food fresh. Unfortunately, Elsa knew nothing about cooking and Elise was no gourmet chef herself. Furthermore, it was too time consuming. Perhaps she could convince Elsa to have proper cooking utilities brought up and to take cooking lessons sometime. And maybe a bigger stove so they could heat water for the bath. And maybe a bath tub that wasn't made out of ice. But that was neither here nor now so Elise had to live with frozen stews and jars of lutefisk.

As Elise climbed the stairs, a thought crossed her mind.

What did Elsa eat when she first came here?

Elise walked into the hall and to her relief it was clear. There were no ice statues around, but Elsa was there sitting on the floor looking like a bored child. It didn't help that the end of her braid was in her mouth. She was chewing on her hair like a child.

Maybe she ate her hair. Or maybe she did that all the time while she and Anna grew up and Elsa's just really good at hiding it.

Upon spotting Elise, Elsa immediately spat out the braid and acted like she was never doing it. "Oh, you brought lunch. Good, I'm starving."

"I see that." Elise sat on the floor next to Elsa and handed her some food. "Is that how you survived your first visit, by eating your own hair?"

Elsa blushed, she knew had been was caught. "Snow, actually."

"What?"

"I tried eating snow."

Elise stared at her twin. "You're kind of stupid, no offense."

Elsa rolled her eyes, but smiled. "And I don't eat hair it's just a nervous habit albeit an old one. I was nervous because I thought I scared you off."

"You didn't think to come looking for me?"

Elsa smiled and shrugged. "I'm stupid, remember?"

"Oh, right. So, a nervous habit, huh? What about hugging your body and twiddling with your hands?"

"I have a lot of nervous habits, so what," Elsa gaffed. "I've seen you do the same two things anyway, sister. You'd probably be chewing on your hair too if it was longer."

Elise remained silent and they both finished eating in silence. Actually, that was one of the reasons Elise decided to cut hers short when she was only ten. She wanted to help break the habit. That and long hair was too much of a pain.

"So," Elise gestured to the empty space around them. "How do you do this so easily?"

Elsa looked at her blankly.

"How do you manage to thaw your ice so effortlessly?" Elise questioned more specifically, generally intrigued. It always took her more effort to thaw her ice than to make it. Elsa made it seem easy and she was only doing it for a few months.

Elsa looked at her with a puzzled expression. "You do know how to thaw right?"

Elise nodded. "You make it seem so easy though."

"Well, how do you do it?"

"I don't know, I just tell it to go away. Like the opposite of making it."

"Interesting..." Elsa trailed off. For a few moments she seemed lost in thought. Finally, she came to a conclusion. "I don't know why, but I've never been able to thaw my powers using that method alone." Elise cocked her eyebrow questionably. "Perhaps since you've had much more practice than me you have more control over it. But it appears I've stumbled on how to do it correctly, while you've just been forcing it."

"Well, what is it then?"

"Remember what I said about keeping your powers in check? It's the same thing. Love."

Elise stared at Elsa for a moment, waiting for her sister to change her answer but Elsa stayed steadfast. "You're serious?"

"Very. That's what I figured out on the fjord after Anna saved me. Just like controlling your powers when it gets out of hand. It's quite simple really. Love will thaw."

"Love will thaw," Elise whispered to herself. It was such a simple solution. Elise couldn't believe that she hadn't figured it out herself.

Elsa blurted out the reason a split second before it crossed Elise's own mind. "Of course, it requires having someone to love in the first place so I can see how you wouldn't have figured it out." It was the truth, but it still hurt. "But things are different now. You have people to love and people who love you."

That was true too and Elise already knew exactly who she would be thinking of the next time she needed to thaw something.

"Speaking of magic, I was wondering if you could teach me some fighting tips and tricks." Elsa smiled. "If I remember correctly, you're pretty good at it."

Elise blushed at the compliment and the memory of their first meeting, but she was at least happy to move away from the topic of love.

Elise couldn't help but smile at Elsa's enthusiasm as they got off the floor to start practicing. Elsa was practically beaming when Elise agreed to practice with her. Elise found that very attractive. Everything about her was attractive to Elise though, from her looks to her little quirks. Elise may have been ignorant of most societal norms, but she knew the attraction she had for Elsa was not normal. It was more than sisterly and it made her afraid. She wanted to like Elsa, to be with her. But she knew she couldn't be with her like that.

Elise knew she had to keep it in check though. She even found herself starting to get turned on by mere contact with Elsa. When she had pressed up against Elsa's back earlier, it sent a shiver down her body that went straight to her center. No, Elise had to repress these feelings and she knew very well that sexual attraction to one's own sister was especially wrong. If Elise couldn't get this feeling under control, it may end up severely hurting Elsa.

Elise hesitated with her hand held out ready to show Elsa the deadlier side of their magic. She looked down at it while images of last night's nightmare flashed in her mind. No, she certainly didn't want to hurt Elsa. But there were a few things Elise wanted to know about Elsa that was sure to make her uncomfortable. Maybe later tonight though.


Elsa looked up from the novel she was pretending to read across the room at Elise. Elise was laying on one of her ice couches with her face in her own book as she had been for the last few hours. After a long and strenuous session of practicing combative magic, the twins heated up one of the pots of soup for dinner and then decided to take it easy for the rest of the evening by reading and chitchatting. Elsa had packed a whole pile of books for her and Elise. Following dinner, Elise made a beeline for one in particular, the Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith.

Elise hadn't taken her eyes off it since. At first they chitchatted and made small talk, but Elise's attention on the book was too strong and eventually silence descended on them. Elsa had picked up a novel herself, but couldn't make it past the first page. She was content with just watching Elise. The sun has long since set and now the North Lights cast a colorful light that filtered through the palace's translucent halls. Elsa watched the colors dance across Elise's porcelain skin and couldn't help but pretend they were more than just sisters.

That's what Elsa had been really doing since the silence had fallen on them, daydreaming. Daydreaming that they weren't just sisters, that Elsa's sick fantasy was real. Elsa imagined herself next to Elise on that couch, curled up by her side as Elise ran her fingers through Elsa's hair. The heat of Elise's body washed over Elsa and permeated all the way down to her...

Elsa opened her eyes and glanced over at Elise. She still hadn't taken her eyes off that book just like all the other countless times Elsa checked.

Good.

Elsa knew Elise couldn't tell what she was thinking just by looking at her, but it did nothing to calm her nerves. The whole fantasy was revolting to Elsa, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. It felt so good. It felt so wrong and yet so right.

It's not like I'm acting on it. I already think like a sick freak, I might as well pretend to act like one. I won't get the chance when I'm in Hell.

Plus it was distracting her from other thoughts like their sleeping arrangements. Like a fool, Elsa hadn't put any thought into the matter until a few hours ago when Elise mentioned something about bed time. That was when she suddenly remembered that there was only one bedroom and one bed. Elsa didn't even think about it earlier when Elise was remodeling the bedroom. She should have told Elise to add another bed.

Of course Elsa had slept with Elise before, but things were different now. Elsa's feelings were getting stronger and she was slipping. She was afraid of pulling an Anna and finding herself humping Elise in her sleep. At least Anna was thinking about Kristoff at the time.

What would Elise do if she caught me moaning her name while we slept?

Elsa didn't want to think about it. She had let Anna push the bounds of a sisterly relationship for too long and now Elsa's guard was down in her relationship with Elise. It was okay with Anna because their relationship was strictly platonic, but it couldn't work between Elise and herself, not as long as she felt this way about Elise. Elsa would probably have to change her relationship with Anna to keep up appearances and build up a resistance. No more sleeping together, no more long drawn out hugs and kisses, no more bathing together, and especially no more 'doctor' games. Elsa didn't know what Anna saw in that childhood role-playing game, but that game was going to have to stop. Anna wasn't going to be happy and Elsa wasn't sure how to explain it.

A book slammed shut across the room, jolting Elsa out of her reverie. She looked up to find Elise staring at her.

Oh shit, she knows.

But Elise didn't. "I'm ready for bed."

Elsa would have sighed in relief if she wasn't dreading the night to come.


Elise had taken notice in Elsa's strange behavior as soon as they left the main room. Something was one Elsa's mind, she could tell.

Elsa let her know as soon as they entered the bedroom. "I was thinking," she started off nervously. "There's only one bed. We'll have to sleep together. Are you okay with that?"

Elise cocked her head to the side. After all those times they've slept together and now suddenly Elsa was asking her if she minded doing it again? Of course Elise didn't mind at all, but alarm bells started going off at the back of her mind anyway. Something was obviously wrong for Elsa to ask her that, but Elise wasn't sure what. Could Elsa be picking up on Elise's feelings? She wasn't sure, but she would have to be careful.

"I don't mind," Elise answered casually.

They both changed into their nightgowns—more like created—and settled into bed. The real sheets and blankets they had brought fit well with the unmelting snow base of the bed. It was luring Elise into sleep, but she had something to get to the bottom first.

"Elsa?"

"Yes?" came the voice from across the bed. Elsa didn't move otherwise and Elise kept her gaze at the ceiling.

"Do you ever see yourself falling in love?"

This time Elsa turned to face her. "Excuse me?"

"I mean, do you ever intend to fall in love with someone and settle down with them?"

Elsa paused for a moment. "You mean like get married?"

"Yeah, I guess."

Elsa paused again. "Well, I told you how my childhood went. I gave up the idea of ever having a love life pretty fast."

Elise turned to face her twin. Elsa was looking at her, but her eyes were lost in thought. "So, there was nothing?"

"Well no, in the beginning I once liked to imagine that my knight in shining armor would come rescue me and take Anna and myself away from the castle so that we could live without fear and responsibilities. But I was fooling myself and knew it was actually Anna that needed rescuing from me. That fantasy was short-lived of course." Elsa shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I was just never boy crazy like Anna was." Elsa paused for a moment and then chuckled to herself. "Now that you reminded me, before the accident I used to tell Anna that when I became Queen, I would marry her so we would never be separated." Then her smile faded. "It was kind of immature of me. Of course I couldn't marry another woman, let alone my own sister."

Elise raised her eyebrow. Elsa had given Elise a perfect setup for her next question. Silence descended on them as Elise struggled to find the right words.

Screw it, I'll just wing it.

"Elsa, have you ever...thought about...I mean, were interested in...no, let me start over." Elsa was now focused on her. She was gripping the sheets around her tightly, but Elise was too flustered to notice. "Have you ever thought about a woman the way we're supposed to think about a man?"

Elsa's eyes went wide and her cheeks turned pink. Elise averted her gaze back to the ceiling and watched the colorful lights that danced across it. She laid there for a few minutes in silence before Elsa finally spoke.

"Yes."

It was barely a whisper, but it caused Elise to whip her head back to stare at Elsa. Elsa was gazing at the ceiling too. Elise patiently waited for Elsa to continue and eventually she did.

"I was sixteen at the time. I think she was twenty two. She was one of the temporary handmaidens and her name was Helene. When I first laid eyes on her, I got butterflies in my stomach and I just knew I was in love. She was so beautiful with long dark hair and..." Elsa trailed off for a moment. "Anyway, for the few months she was there, I always made a point to discreetly follow her around. I felt so dirty, but I couldn't keep my eyes off her." Elsa didn't continue.

Elise didn't want to push it, but she was afraid Elsa was finished. "Then what happened?"

Elsa picked up the story as if she never stopped. "One day, I followed her to one of the empty rooms. She undressed and started to...pleasure herself." Elise eyes widened. "I watched the whole time, it was mesmerizing. When she was finished I was so excited I ran to my room, locked the door, and..."

Elise felt the words stick in her throat, but she forced them out anyway. "And tried to pleasure yourself?" Elsa just nodded. "Was it your first time?" Elsa nodded again. "Was there ice?"

This time Elsa answered. "And it was my last time. I didn't ever want to see her again out of fear. Thankfully her time was up only a few weeks later." Elsa finished speaking and remained silent.

Elise opened her mouth to speak, but closed it instead. She wanted to explain to Elsa about how the ice only does that until your body adjusts to the pleasure of release, but there was about a million other thoughts going through Elise's mind at the same time and she couldn't concentrate. Elise had a lot of new information to process, but sleep was taking her fast.

The North Lights continued to dance across the ceiling in the awkward silence as the twins drifted off to sleep, both very deep in thought.


A/N: Thanks to Mig and rd.

Well I' home. I wrote this and Chapter 12 while I was on vacation so Chapter 12 should be coming out very soon. After that, I should be going back to my regular updating schedule.

One thing I do want to note is the naming of Marshmallow. In the movie, Olaf names Marshmallow, but no one hears him. There's no doubt though that Olaf didn't say anything though to the others. That being said, I don't think Elsa (at least in this fic) would let Olaf name her snow golem "Marshmallow". However, she would definitely let Anna name him whatever she likes and of course Anna would choose Marshmallow too. So to Elsa's perspective, Anna named Marshmallow, not Olaf.