A/N: I'm finding my groove again, and I love it. It's always nice when I can find a couple of hours to sit down and just type out a chapter. It is the best medicine ever.

Special thanks to MissCHSparkles for such wisdom. Your advice really helped make me feel better and inspired me to write this chapter which hopefully clears up some otherwise confusing plot points. Of course also to my lovely Disnepiphany and to my lovely ! I missed your reviews while you were gone! (And good luck on your AP's by the way! I hope they go really well for you!) And I can't forget luvmoony89. You guys are so awesome, thank you.

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Elsa sighed softly at her stomach as she gently pleaded with her unborn child to stop kicking so violently. She lightly rubbed her hand over her stomach and hummed softly, trying to see if that would help. She smiled at Raighne who leaned against the door frame watching her. It had been very difficult during her first two trimesters, but now at 6 months, she seemed to be handling it a little better. At least she wasn't sick nearly as often, but her child did have a bad habit of kicking hard in places she didn't like, such as her bladder and kidneys. Elsa sighed softly.

"What's wrong, my love?" she asked intuitively.

"You know how Bridget and I have been exchanging letters the past couple of months since we left Ireland..." he started, sighing when his wife arched her eyebrow at him. "She sent me a letter last week begging me if she could come stay here with us. I sent her a letter back telling her she could live here as long as she helped out with the baby. That way, she gets what she wants by being able to get away from Father and you don't have to worry so much once the baby is born..."

"But I thought you told me before we left Ireland that you had made peace with your father!" Elsa said, watching him suspiciously.

"No, what I told you was that I had established a peace between Ireland and Arendelle. And I did. By telling King Aedus that Ireland and Arendelle were successfully merged and that he had no choice in the matter. He is to do what makes you happy, as you are my wife. And if he does anything to break this peace treaty, I will expose him as a murderer and make sure I take the crown and give rule over to Bridget."

"What are you saying?" Elsa put her hands to her head and sighed.

"You couldn't have expected it to go any more smoothly than that after he murdered my mother in front of me, did you?" Raighne shook his head, crossing his arms over his lean chest.

"No, I suppose not." Elsa sighed again before standing, habitually resting her hand on her enlarged stomach. "Very well. Bridget is more than welcome, of course, to live here with us. I would feel more at ease with another pair of hands to help us with the baby. In the future, Raighne, don't keep things from me. I understand that at the time, you were trying to keep me calm as possible. But you shouldn't have waited this long to tell me the truth.

"You're absolutely right, beloved." Raighne's tone became softer as he gently pulled his wife into his arms and crooked a finger under her chin. "I swear to you, it will never happen again. Forgive me?"

"Yes, you're forgiven." Elsa giggled softly as she melted into her husband's arms and kissed him. He had such a way about him that she couldn't describe. But she loved it. He always made her feel safe and protected, as well as free to be her own person. She never had to worry about making him angry, or keeping a temper against him for that matter. He seemed to be a master at diffusing situations. She could only hope their child inherited his Irish silver tongue and good nature.

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Bridget smiled excitedly as she stepped foot off of the ship and onto Arendelle's docks. She looked around, soaking in her new surroundings. This place was so beautiful and warm, as opposed to how cold and foggy it was in Ireland. She smiled as she squinted up at the sun, another rarity in Ireland since it rained most of the time. She had only walked a few feet when she managed to meet something solid. She looked to find herself staring into the eyes of a large reindeer attached to a large sled that had ice blocks loaded on the back.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she cooed to the beast, gently rubbing his neck and scratching under his chin. "I didn't mean to bump into you! You must be so busy and look at me, unintentionally wasting your time!" She giggled as he made a noise of contentment and leaned his head into her attentive hands. Bridget continued to coo softly at the reindeer and scratch him, as he continued to love her attention and nuzzle her in return.

"Alright, Sven, let's-" Kristoff stopped mid-sentence as he rounded the sled to find the young brunette who was occupying his reindeer's attention.

"Sven is a cute name," Bridget giggled softly, smiling at the blonde man in front of her.

"You're from Ireland, huh?" Kristoff asked, picking up on her accent. "Yeah, that's Sven. My name is Kristoff. We transport and deliver ice for Arendelle. Queen Elsa named me Ice Master and Deliverer... if that's actually a thing..."

"Princess Bridget of Ireland," she introduced herself, dropping him a polite curtsy. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Kristoff. And you too, Sven. Do you think you could lead me to the castle?"

"Princess, huh? I guess you're here on official business, then. I could take you to the castle." He smiled and unhitched Sven from the sled. "A ride, my lady?" Kristoff offered his hand to the young princess, and she giggled softly as she accepted it and allowed him to boost her onto Sven's back side saddle. He took her bags from the crew member who carried them off, and began to lead the way.

"I'm not really here on official business, per se... But I am the sister of the king, and in turn the queen is my sister-in-law. I have decided to come live here for a little while. I thought it would be nice to help Queen Elsa through the rest of her pregnancy and with the child."

"Oh, really? So you'll be here for a while then? Yeah, Arendelle is really excited. Everyone is talking about the new heir. And a lot of people have been talking about the princess getting pregnant at the same time. There's a lot of talk about two cousins being born like twins."

"Oh, yes, I bet Queen Elsa and Princess Anna are very excited as well. I'm very happy to be staying here, this place is so beautiful. If I'm staying here, will I get to see you again?" Their conversation had made the venture over to the castle seem to go by so much more quickly. Kristoff gently helped the princess down off of Sven's back.

"I'm sure you'll see me around." Kristoff smiled politely at her. She dipped him a polite curtsy once more. She turned and thanked Sven for the ride, gently kissing his nose. She walked forward through the castle gates, carrying her own bags now. Sven grunted excitedly, nudging Kristoff as his tongue lolled out the side of his mouth. Kristoff chuckled softly and used the reindeer's harness to steer him back the other way.

"Princess Bridget!" Elsa said, giving her sister-in-law a warm hug. "I'm so glad to see you had a safe journey. I'll have a servant take your bags up to your room for you. Would you like to rest after your long journey? Or perhaps have something to eat? The cooks are making something in the kitchen now as we speak."

"Oh, Queen Elsa, thank you so much for letting me stay here with you," Bridget said politely, smiling. "You look wonderful, you're absolutely glowing. Motherhood suits you. I would love something to eat, but while there is time before it's ready, I'd like to see my brother." The two girls giggled softly and Elsa led her to the other room where Raighne was. After loving hugs and hellos, the three of them went to sit down to eat together.