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Chapter 14: Sea Sick

"You sir, have to swear to me to take care of my sister."

Hans couldn't help but chuckled at the Princess as she tried her best to display seriousness in her expression. Anna was, in some ways, similar to Elsa. It just when Elsa was all relaxed and carefree, she reminded him so much of her outgoing sister.

He saluted at the strawberry blonde haired Princess. "Of course, ma'am."

Anna nodded and grinned at her brother in-law before turning toward her sister, pulling her into a hug, which was a bit awkward with Elsa's five months pregnant belly between them. "You sure I don't need to come with you?"

Elsa smiled and patted Anna's back lovingly. Her sister has grown up so much these past months. Yes, she was still the outgoing cheerful and trouble maker Princess, but she was also developed a mature side in her, especially after she married Kristoff. "Its okay, Anna… Someone needs to stay and watch over Arendelle while Hans and I are away."

"But I could always ask Kai do it…" the younger girl reasoned, "Just like when I went to your Ice Castle."

The memory of what happened back at the Ice Castle she made upon her self-isolation sent chills down her spine, but Elsa quickly dismissed it, the past is in the past. She pushed away her sister slightly so that she could see her face. "No. I need you to stay here. Poor Kai had to deal with many things alone. You should help him."

Anna sighed dramatically but then nodded. "Fine, fine… Just please, be safe and come back soon, okay?" she pulled her sister into another big hug. "I want to be there when my niece or nephew is born…"

"Okay. I promise… I love you, Anna."

"I love you too, Elsa."

~O~

"Are you okay?"

Elsa has been anything but 'okay'. Sure, the water below them was, according to the Captain, calm. But still, she has never travelled on ships before. First, she was isolated for thirteen years so there was no way she was going to travel anywhere. And second, after what happened to her parents…

Her heart raced, beating fast against her ribcage, and her hands shaking in fear. She didn't want to end up like her parents, forever stuck under the sea with the wrecked ship, especially not when she was pregnant with her first child.

Hans seemed pretty calm though, which made her quite envious over him. She wanted to be that calm, but couldn't. And on top of all, it took at least three days for them to travel from Arendelle to Southern Isles.

She shook her head slowly. "No…" she sighed and put the book she was trying to read on the table beside her armchair.

"Sea sick?" he asked, rubbing her belly soothingly. "Come on, let's get you some fresh air." He helped his wife up and led her out from their private chamber to the ship's deck. They kept walking until they reached the front part of the ship. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Just relax and let the sea air blow your face, darling…" he murmured as he placed his chin on her shoulder.

Elsa let her eyes fluttered close and let the wind blowing on her face. But it also blew Hans' sideburn and it brushed against her cheek, tickling her and made her giggled. "Hans!"

Hans, who also has his eyes closed, opened them and raised a brow. "Hm?"

"Your sideburn tickles me… again."

He needed a few moments to piece two and two together before he chuckled. "Just like old times, dearest… just like old times." He began running his fingers on her sides, making her burst into a fit of laughter.

"H-Hans, s-stop!" she managed to say between her uncontrolled giggles. She shut her eyes and clutched her belly, gasping and made Hans instantly stopped.

"Elsa?" he turned her around so she was facing him. "Elsa, did I tickle you too hard? Oh, I'm so sorry! What is it?!"

But instead of a pained answer, a small amused snort came from the Queen; her lips trembled as she tried desperately not to laugh. She looked up at her husband, smiling brightly. "Oh Hans, you should have seen your face!"

Hans, upon realizing that he has been tricked by his own wife, scowled at her. "Elsa, it's not funny. I thought something is wrong with you and the baby."

"I was just joking…" Elsa looked sweetly at her husband, fiddling with the single braid draped on her left shoulder. "Please forgive me?"

At some occasion, Hans would have being mad at her for making him worried, but seeing the sweet innocent look she gave him, he knew he can't resist. So instead he smiled at her and ruffled her hair. "You, My Queen, will be the death of me." he wrapped his arms around her. "Let's get back down, you need to rest…"

Elsa nodded and let herself being led by her husband back to their private chamber. She sat down on the bed while he knelt down in front of her, putting both hands on her round belly and rubbed it gently. "Your Mama is having a little difficulties with travelling by ship, so you have to behave and don't make her ill, okay? We're going to Daddy's kingdom and meet your uncles, okay baby?"

Hans earned a soft kick from the baby inside his wife's womb, making him smiled. "Now that's my child…"