Heyyyyy! Thanks to everyone who took the time to yell, shout, or scream at me during the past couple of weeks. I'm sorry if I hurt you, but you knew it was coming, yes you did. Anyway, here's the chapter, and I think you'll find this ending more to your liking.

Enjoy!

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Chapter Fourteen

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When she awoke, she was still cradled in Jørgen's arms. Her head rested on his chest, and her own arm was around him. His fingers were idly stroking her back. When she looked up, he was smiling at her.

"Mmmh, you're awake," she said, and kissed him. Kissed him. It felt so spontaneous, so natural. "You should have woken me up."

"No. You look cute when you sleep."

"Cute?"

"Adorable."

They kissed again. She smiled against his lips.

"Oh, Elsa…" he sighed, and then laughed.

"What?"

"Nothing." Jørgen continued laughing, and then he looked at her. "You have freckles, I never noticed before. Let's see: freckles on your cheekbones… freckles on your neck… freckles on your shoulders… on your stomach… You have freckles everywhere!"

His surprise made her laugh. Then she realized how very bright the sun was. "What time is it?"

"Half past nine."

"Already? Argh, I need to get up."

"No, stay with me."

"I'd love to, but I really need to work. And so do you. Come on, up up up."

She gave him a quick kiss and went into the bathroom to wash and dress. When she returned he was there again, now fully dressed as well.

Elsa sat in front of her vanity and began to get ready. She had a makeup routine especially for the aftermath of especially intense nights, to hide the love bites Anna would give her; even if she wore turtlenecks, she could never be too cautious. Though not Anna, this was one of such occasions. Jørgen observed her prepare the foundation and deftly cover the marks around her neck and shoulders. It's not the first time she does it.

"What is it?" Elsa asked, noticing the way he stared.

"Nothing. I just like watching you."

Elsa rolled her eyes. "Come on, do my hair."

"You know I have no clue about hairstyling."

"Doesn't matter, anything will do. Braid it and I'll teach you how to put a ribbon on it."

After some struggle on Jørgen's side, much to Elsa's amusement, they were finally ready. They went downstairs for breakfast, and found a bunch of letters awaiting them. They ate and read, and left the staff whispering about the fact that they had arrived holding hands.

There was, however, an absence that had made Elsa restless after ten minutes.

"Where is my sister?"

"We haven't seen her all day, Your Majesty. We believe she's still in her room."

"Oh, well. She's a late sleeper. Take her breakfast upstairs, then."

"Ma'am?" intervened a young maid. "Governess Gerda already did that. The Princess sent it back."

"She did what?" Anna would never, ever reject food.

"She sent the tray back, Your Majesty. Perhaps she's not feeling well."

Elsa immediately stood up. "I'll go check on her."

"Elsa, she's fine," said Jørgen, trying to stop her. "She's not a child anymore, and you overprotect her."

She ignored him. "Anna is my sister. Of course I overprotect her."

Elsa hurried upstairs. Anna's door was ajar, and Elsa slipped in. Anna was looking out the window when she put her arms around her and kissed her cheek.

"Hello, sweetheart."

Anna shook her off, not even bothering to look at her.

"What is it, Anna?" Elsa asked, reaching out again.

"Get your hands off me. You disgust me."

"Anna…" began Elsa, too hurt to say anything else. "Anna, what did I…?"

"I heard you."

"Excuse me?"

"I heard you! Last night, I heard you!"

Elsa was livid. "Anna, please, let me explain-"

"What, Elsa? What is there to explain, huh? Are you going to tell me in detail what he was doing to you that made you moan like that? Is that what you're going to explain?"

"Anna, I beg you, listen. I'm so sorry. You have every right to be angry at me. But please, understand, it had to happen sooner or later. He… he was kind. He treated me well."

"I bet he did."

"You know he could have really hurt me. He could have ignored my pleas on our wedding night. Did you know that even my Counsellors were pressing him to rape me? Yet he was always a true gentleman, he respected me, he…"

"What, should we reward him because he's not a psycho? That's the least that could be expected from him! Elsa, please. He seduced you. Gods, he knew exactly what he was doing. All the gifts, all the cute words, all the knight in shining armour garbage, it was all so that he could bed you. And you fell for it right away."

Anna knew it wasn't all true; she had heard his confession, she knew he genuinely loved her. But she would never admit that to Elsa. And besides, she was sure there had been strategy.

"How could you betray me like that?" Anna began to cry.

"Anna, it was no betrayal. We talked about it, remember? When I first realized I'd have to marry, you knew how this was going to be like."

"This was nothing like what we talked that time. Last night I was crying outside your door, and you never noticed. Last night I went to you because I… I was having a… doesn't matter now. I went to you, I needed you, but of course, how could you notice me if you were moaning and whimpering and screaming and howling, howling like a bitch in heat!"

Elsa lost it. "How dare you speak to me like that!? Would you rather see me forced and miserable? Would you prefer me to be raped, humiliated, chained to someone who mistreated and abused me? He's kind, he's sweet, he's tender, he's so much better than I thought possible. You say you heard me scream last night, would you have preferred to hear screams of pain rather than of pleasure? Yes, I loved it! I wanted it like crazy, had wanted it for weeks, and I loved every second of it. He makes love like a god. What's so bad about it?"

"You are mine, Elsa, mine! He has no right over you!"

"Anna, our thing is much more special than a night, and you know that!"

"Do you?"

Elsa sighed, desperate. Tears were coming to her own eyes. "Anna. Anna, please, don't do this to us. Don't let this hurt us. It was just one night, and I never lied to you. You know you're the only one I truly care about."

Elsa grabbed Anna and crashed her lips against her sister's. Anna struggled in her arms.

"Let me go," she managed to say. "Elsa, no."

"Elsa yes." She kissed her again.

Anna kept struggling, but little by little she was giving in. Elsa's kisses weren't something one could easily resist. Elsa dug her fingers in Anna's hair and held her with an iron grip. Anna let her sister claim her once again. But sudden panic and horror caught her as she pictured Elsa kissing someone else the night before. She bit her lip and shook her off.

"Don't touch me! I refuse to let you humiliate me. What am I now, your mistress? I will not be reduced to a common whore to warm your bed when you need some amusement." Anna turned her back to her.

"I could never- I- don't say that, Anna, please, I could never see you as… that."

"Then why do you treat me that way?"

"I would never, Anna, please!"

"You know how much I love you! You know what our relationship means to me! And you step on it!"

"Anna, no!"

"Don't you see how much it hurts? Don't you care?"

"Anna, stop! Please!"

There was desperate terror in Elsa's voice now, and when Anna turned around she saw her sister had pressed her hands to her ears and had begun to tremble.

"Stop, I implore you," Elsa whispered.

Anna ran to her side, horrified. "Elsa, I'm sorry. Elsa, stay with me. Come on, stay with me!"

She shook Elsa and tried to make her react, but her sister was too deep into her crisis.

"I hurt you… I hurt you... Anna, forgive me… I always ruin everything… I'm sorry…"

What have I done? "Elsa, I was just… I am hurt, but… I didn't mean to… Elsa, please, breathe, forgive me."

"I'm sorry…"

Elsa bolted out the room. Anna ran after her, but slipped on the trail of ice her sister was leaving. She only heard the slam of Elsa's door down the hall. She punched the wall and groaned, then continued crying.

The Queen barely made it to safety. She curled into a ball on the floor and rode the crisis out on her own. She cowered in shame and in pain for having hurt Anna. How could she have been so weak the night before? How?

She eventually managed to recover. Little by little, she gathered strength to get up and try to do something. She decided to open her window to have some air, and that's what she was doing when her husband appeared.

"Hey, you didn't come back. Is your sister okay?" He sounded concerned.

Elsa made a random noise, not wanting to go into details.

"Well, that's good," he said. "See? You didn't have to worry."

He hugged her from behind. "By the way, last night was amazing, it really was," he purred into her hair. He kissed her temple and cheek. "Should we continue tonight? Or… can you actually wait?" he began to kiss down her neck.

Elsa slipped out of his embrace.

"No. Stop. Please."

"Why? What's the matter, Elsa?"

"I just don't want to do it. Please go."

"Why such a sudden change?"

"Go, I beg you."

"Why? Just tell me why."

"Please!"

But instead of leaving, Jørgen turned her around.

"Look at me. Dammit, Elsa, look at me." He noticed her red eyes. "You have been crying. Who hurt you?"

"Nobody."

"Don't lie to me! You've been crying big time. What the hell is going on?"

"Nothing! Listen, what happened between us last night… it can't happen again. It isn't right."

"Gods above, Elsa, I'm your husband! If there's anything right between us, it's this. Last night was incredible. You enjoyed the hell out of that, Elsa, I saw you, so don't try to tell me otherwise. Just this morning, you were so… And now this. What is going on, why do you deny yourself a pleasure that is perfectly correct and that makes you so happy?"

"Go, please. Please, please, please, go."

Jørgen took her by the shoulders. "What's his name?"

"What?"

"Who are you screwing behind my back? You were not a virgin last night, Elsa, who else are you seeing?"

"I wasn't… gods, Jørgen, does that even matter?"

"Yes, it does. It matters because whoever it was that you gave yourself to, you're still not over him. Maybe you're still with him."

Elsa sighed, exasperated. "You're the only man I've ever been with, how many times do I have to tell you?"

"I don't believe you!"

"That's your problem, not mine! For heaven's sake, are you making this whole scene because I don't want to sleep with you?"

"It's not only about that, and you know it."

"Then what is it about?"

"This is about you still not trusting me, about you keeping things from me. You are my wife!"

"Your wife, not your property!"

Suddenly, he held her. It wasn't a restraining movement, it was a hug. He hugged her tight and felt her body shake with sobs.

"What's happening, Elsa? What's happening, what is going on? Why don't you trust me? What's happening?"

But Elsa didn't hug him back, and her crying went on. "Please go," she said. "Please."

He finally released her. She still was in extreme pain, but he understood he wouldn't be able to get to her. Jørgen felt vicious hatred towards whoever was torturing her like that. "I will find him, Elsa, I will find him and I will kill him, and by the gods I swear there won't be any more shadows in our bed!"

He left. Fury boiled inside him as he tried to figure the whole mess out. After a while he went looking for the one person who could help.

He found her in the library. "Anna. Thank the gods."

"What do you want?"

It seemed the Princess would never warm up to him.

"Please, I need your help. It's your sister."

That caught her attention. "What's the matter with her? Has something happened?"

"I… Here's the thing: you know how much she had shunned me since we got married. Well, last night she and I, we finally-"

"My room is two doors away from Elsa's. I know what you mean. Go on."

"Oh. Sorry about that. In that case… I thought we'd finally start living like husband and wife, but I just talked to her and she doesn't want anything from me. She rejected me just like on day one, and we had a fight like we hadn't had in weeks. She'd been crying before I arrived, who knows why, she of course wouldn't tell me. She was downstairs with me, went up looking for you, and next time I see her we're back to nothing."

Gods, she fought with him after what happened between us. Where is she?

"But why exactly were you fighting?"

"I… I wanted her, and she refused, and we started arguing and I said some things, and she didn't take them well, and the whole thing just grew out of control."

"So basically you got upset because she didn't want to sleep with you."

Anger was beginning to show in Anna's eyes. Like Queen, like Princess. It was necessary to calm her if he wanted her help.

"It was more than that. There's one thing that bothers me."

"What?"

"Last night was the first time for us, yet she wasn't a virgin."

"And you're so sure because…"

"She acted like anything but a beginner. She knew, Anna. I can tell when a woman has experience and Elsa has it."

"You can tell? Oh, how wonderful. You can tell because, what, she didn't bleed? Women are not supposed to bleed, ever. That would mean you'd hurt her. Nothing 'broke'? That absurd physicality is more likely to be lost riding a bike or a horse than under a man. It takes more than a guy to alter a woman, especially a woman like my sister.

"And if that were the case, what? All the better for you, because she pleased you more. You question her honour on pure perception. But where's your certainty? You can tell because she's good at it? Maybe she's a natural. She's good at everything she does. Whatever her experience is, bet it didn't bother you last night. Besides, how can you judge her? Were you a virgin, hm?"

"Well… no."

"There you go. Enjoy what you have."

He still looked troubled. Anna groaned.

"What is it, now?"

"I need to know who it was. Please, Anna, tell me. If she slept with him, she really cared a lot about him, and whoever it was he's still standing between us. It's hurting her, hurting her a lot."

"Why would I know?" Anna fidgeted with her hair.

"You're her sister, she shares everything with you."

Anna huffed. Jørgen tilted her head up. Her eyes were sore and red.

"You too have been crying."

"That's none of your business."

His expression changed. "Was the fight with you? Anna, how much about this do you know?"

"I know nothing. Now if you excuse me."

For the rest of the day, Elsa disappeared. She wasn't in her room, or her office, or the gardens. By nightfall, she still had not been seen. She wasn't in the castle, that much was certain. Anna could only imagine what she was going through after fighting with her and Jørgen.

We both gave her hell over what the other did. I took her first time, and he threw it at her face; he earned her desire and I treated her like a…

It was then that Anna decided to take matters into her own hands.

"I'm going after her."

"Let me go with you," Jørgen said.

"No. This is between her and me. I'll find her and bring her home safely." She sighed. "It's not the first time."

She found her at dawn, sitting on the grass by their parents' gravestones. Anna approached her slowly and carefully.

"Hey," she said softly.

Elsa did not answer. She continued staring into the distance.

Anna sat next to her. She glanced tentatively at her sister. Elsa was calmer now, but it to Anna she looked extremely small and fragile. She rested her head on Elsa's shoulder. For a moment nothing happened. Then she felt Elsa's arm around her.

"I'm sorry," they said in unison. Their eyes met, and they attempted a smile.

Eventually they held hands and watched the sunrise together.

Anna leaned back until she was completely lying on the grass. Elsa joined her.

"So, I'm going to share you," the Princess said.

"A little bit. Just a few nights."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Don't you love him?"

Elsa thought for a while. "I like him… I'm very fond of him, he's a good man… but it's you I love."

Anna smiled. "So what was that thing I heard all night?"

"That was… gods, I don't know. Desire, I guess."

"Are you telling me it was purely physical? You were simply… horny?"

Elsa let out a laugh and covered her face with her hands.. "Maybe…?"

Anna rolled her eyes. "So now you dwell in girls and guys?"

"One girl and one guy. Can't handle any more, I'm afraid. I got the best one of each."

Anna looked at Elsa, a little serious now. "Was it that good?"

Elsa laughed again. "Yeah. I mean, not Anna-good, but still."

This time Anna laughed with her. "Well, nothing can be Anna-good. Gods, if there's a conversation I never imagined having with you, it's this one. But if we're going to do this, we need to do it properly."

"What do you mean?"

"We'll agree on specific conditions to make it work. Sounds good?"

"Let's try it."

Anna began enlisting her terms, lifting a finger for each one. "Each of us gets three days, and you have one off in between. If you need an extra day, you take it off his, not mine."

"Okay."

"I'm the official one, and he's your mistress."

"Granted."

"You'll wash and clean up thoroughly before coming to me."

"Yes."

"He can't…" Here the Princess stammered a little. "He can't go down on you. That's my privilege and mine alone."

"Done. Anything else?"

"Hm… no, I think that's it for the moment."

"Thank you, Anna. In exchange for this… you can have fun, too."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't think I haven't seen you eyeing some of the maids."

Anna blushed. "Some are pretty," she admitted, "but they've got nothing on you. They're maids. You're the Queen, and the fairest of this land."

They cuddled closer and watched the clouds for a while.

"So, now you'll sleep with both of us at the same time."

"I don't know, is that something you would be interested in?" Elsa arched an eyebrow.

A second passed, and then Anna was screaming. "Elsa! Ew, no, that's not- no, no way, I didn't mean- gross, I can't even, no, Elsa, gods, no, I never, I couldn't-!"

Elsa couldn't stop laughing. "You know I was only teasing you!"

"You stinker!"

"Come on, Anna, that was funny!" Elsa's laughter went on and on.

"Enough, you promiscuous little queen. Let's go home."

They rode back to the castle, sharing Sitron. Once there, Elsa owed someone a visit.

She found Jørgen in his office. According to a servant's report, he hadn't left since the night before. She walked behind him and placed an arm around his shoulders and a kiss on his cheek.

He didn't turn to look at her. When he spoke, he sounded tired. "What do you want now, Elsa? What do you want me to believe this time?"

She held him tighter. "I know I've done horrible things. But I've also been through horrible things, and everything together has resulted in this. You have no idea how it makes me feel that I'm dragging you along with my chaos."

"You've said that endless times. How am I supposed to handle you?"

"Don't ask. Please. Just… go along with everything that happens in this castle. I won't dig into your past, don't dig into mine." She crouched next to him, and took his hands in hers. "I want to be with you, I really do, but I need you to stop questioning me and judging me, and trying to force me to talk. This thing, our wedding, our life together, it happened much too soon for me. I was completely unprepared, and I... I'm scared.

"I need your help, and right now your help means not making me say things I'm not ready to say. Some stuff is better off in the dark. We'll start over right here, right now, together, and I promise this time I will do everything in my power to make you happy."

He caressed her face. "No more cryptic speeches and mysterious disappearances?"

"No more unfounded jealousy scenes and interrogatories?"

Jørgen laughed. "You have my word."

"Then you have mine."

They hugged, and he kissed her hand.

"So what settled your mind?" he asked. "Did you finally get your secret lover's permission to be with me?"

He smiled as he spoke, and Elsa knew he was joking. "Yes," she said. "We worked it out."

You have no idea.

He kissed her, and this time he found no resistance. He looked into those immense blue eyes and pressed his lips to hers one more time.

"I love you so much."

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Next morning Anna heard a knock on her door.

"Your Highness?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"Your new dresses, ma'am."

"My new…?" Anna hadn't ordered new clothes. Intrigued, she opened the door.

There were three or four dresses, made of silk and velvet, and delicately embroidered with golden thread. But what struck Anna above everything else was that they were carried by the most gorgeous maid she had seen in her entire life. Short sleeves revealed the pale, smooth skin of her arms. The corset was wrapped around a tiny waist, and two buttons of her blouse were mercifully undone. A white cap framed silvery blond hair and the most perfect face that had ever existed.

"Your dresses," said the maid with a graceful curtsey.

Silvery blond hair… The voice, the eyes, and then Anna knew. "Elsa!?"

"Yes, ma'am, these dresses are a gift from your sister. Where should I put them?"

"Elsa, what is this, what are you doing? Why are you dressed like that?"

But Elsa said nothing, fulfilling her role to perfection. She went to the nearest chair and placed the dresses on it.

"I'll leave your dresses here, ma'am. If you need anything else please let me know."

She did another brief curtsey and turned around to leave. But she crossed looks with Anna as she walked, and her eyes were anything but those of an innocent maid. Anna understood what Elsa was suggesting, and the thrill of this new little game made her shiver with anticipated pleasure.

"Wait," she said, stopping Elsa. "Do you have time?"

"S-sure. Can I help you with anything, miss?"

Anna had no clue about roleplaying, but she guessed there had to be at least some introduction before throwing herself at Elsa like her body was begging to do.

"I just want to talk. How long have you been working here?"

"Since July last year, ma'am."

Anna smiled. That was the amount of time Elsa had been Queen.

"Do you like it?"

Elsa nodded. Out of -fake?- nervousness, she began to fidget with her hair and cap. It was then when Anna noticed a very ringless left hand.

"Are you married, girl?"

"No, Your Highness."

"Betrothed?"

"No."

"How come? A pretty girl like you? Life must be quite boring."

"N-not really, Your Highness. It's quite easy to find… warmth, inside this castle."

"Oh, really? What's his name?"

The maid blushed. "It's not… not a…"

"Ah," said Anna. "I see. Not a he? So you prefer girls?"

"I-I…"

"I'm asking you. Do you prefer girls?"

"Yes," the maid whispered.

"Interesting. Then, I suppose you won't object to a little… fun."

Anna's fingertips travelled up Elsa's arm. She quickly stepped back.

"Your Highness, I don't think this is appropriate-"

"Shh, shh, it's okay." Anna advanced towards her. "If you don't want to, we won't do anything… but I think you do." The maid was now pressed to the wall, with the Princess' soft breath on her neck. Anna's fingers ghosted over her corset.

"Ma'am, I-"

"Name your price."

"What?"

"Name your price. Anything you want, clothes, jewels, just ask and you'll have it. But first you have to cooperate with me. You'll like this, I give you my word. Do we have a deal?"

Anna's eyes met the girl's. They were dark with lust. The maid could barely nod her consent.

Anna's lips hovered over Elsa's. Elsa's hands brushed Anna's waist. They would have loved to keep playing, they really would have. But need overtook them and, before they knew, they were kissing, kissing as if it was the first time. They clawed desperately at buttons and laces, velvet and silk, and left a trail of scattered clothes as they made their way to the bed.

After endless fumbling and pulling, Elsa finally managed to get rid of the last shirts. She pressed her bare torso to Anna's. The feeling of Anna's soft breasts against her own was incomparable. Anna tugged at Elsa's skirt and pushed her onto the bed. No fabric separated them now.

With barely the first touch of Anna's tongue Elsa almost came undone. She gasped and grabbed a handful of the sheets, arching and writhing desperately.

"Gods, Anna, Anna, Anna…"

"That's 'Your Grace' to you, girl."

"Your Grace… that's… you're… please… faster, faster… yes, there, yes, yes, gods, yes!"

Anna grinned. She had definitely not heard anything like that on the unspeakable night. She brought Elsa to her ecstasy and watched her moan and whimper and squirm like, she was now sure, no one else had before.

Elsa panted, trying to recover from that exquisite bliss. She motioned Anna to come up, and kissed her. Anna giggled and leaned back.

"Your turn now, girl."

Elsa crawled forward. She began to kiss up the inside of Anna's thighs and allowed herself a smirk.

"I don't know if you're ready for this," she cooed.

Anna smirked back. "Try me."

Elsa nipped Anna's skin. "I most definitely will."

And the young maid was finally between the Princess' legs. Anna blessed the day she was born, the day Elsa was born, the day the world was born. Elsa's mouth was warm, and then cold, gentle, and then merciless, gloriously fast, and then deliciously slow. And Elsa's fingers…

"Please, Elsa," she implored, digging her hands into that silver mane. "Pleasepleaseplease, yes, like that, again, yes, harder, please, right there, right there, Elsa have mercy I beg you please…"

When Anna couldn't take it anymore Elsa repositioned herself, intertwining their legs so that they were joined as intimately as they could possibly be. She kissed Anna fully on the mouth and began to thrust. While she moved her hips she made love to Anna in every way she could think of –she kneaded her breasts, kissed her neck, left tendrils of frost on her stomach, and stroked her legs as she moved them to give her sister pleasure beyond her wildest fantasies.

Their cries mixed while they touched each other hungrily, moaning, gasping, rolling in the bed and completely devouring one another with kisses and caresses.

They moved in unison, and felt themselves reaching their climax together. They kissed and rocked their bodies until the pleasure blinded them.

Elsa rolled to the side. For a while they couldn't speak.

"That was…" Anna finally managed to say.

"I know…"

"When was the last time we did it?"

"A couple of nights, maybe?"

"It feels like forever."

"Well, when was the last time we did it like this?"

"Point. Did anyone hear?"

"No. Look around you."

"When did you seal the walls?"

"While you were busy trying to buy my 'services'."

Anna laughed. "I stand by that. After this, I'll give you the entire world. By the way, thank you for the dresses. They're gorgeous."

"Anytime, little duck."

Much to Elsa's displeasure, Anna soon rose from the bed.

"We should get dressed. They'll be wondering where we are."

"No."

"Elsa… Remember, it's our own protection."

Grudgingly, Elsa followed her sister and began to pick up her clothes. But as Elsa reached for the underwear, Anna stopped her, and took the garment from her.

"These I'm keeping… girl."