JQ: HEY! GUESS WHAT! IT'S MORE RANDOM WORDS.

This is, what I like to call, a filler chapter. You'll see why in a second.

Anyway, Happy reading lovelies! PS whoever called the next chapter, and described it as being "spicy", thanks for the wee giggle! you're not wrong ;) Rated PG14+

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In Isla Solsa, things were getting heated. News of the battle, between Weselton and Arendelle, had reached the ears of Fría's homeland. The majority of the people were understanding, and believed that Fría should do what she could for the nation she will be serving, following her marriage. However, this was not the general consensus, especially amoung the other dignitaries on the island. Isabella's father, Ferdinand, was not very pleased.

He was upset that Fría had broken up with his daughter. Abandoning her and making her unwanted goods. Of course, he had to set that animosity aside, for professionalism. He was her lieutenant, after all. But now he was upset with Fría, for making a military advance without his input. She usually beckoned him, whenever there was a conflict. Granted, he was in Isla Solsa, but he would've appreciated the gesture. All in all, Ferdinand was not happy with the princess.

Many of the guards, that stayed behind on the island, made up excuses to stay there because 1) they felt abandoned by Fría; 2) they did not really agree with the whole woman and woman thing; and 3) the Solsan army always happened to protect Arendelle, while Arendelle never did any service in return. That being said, there was a ton of conflict. Sure, Jacobo placed Arendelle on a high pedestal, but that did not mean everyone else did. Until the arrangement, there were no trade deals between the kingdoms. It was weird.

"I cannot believe they are planning on advancing, with less than 300 men." Ferdinand exclaimed.

"Cheer up, Ferd." A smaller guard, named Julius, told him. "It was a pretty last minute thing. From what I've heard; Weselton just showed up." Julius took a drag from his cigar.

"Doesn't matter." A larger guard, named Alonso, chimed in. "Watch. They will request for backup, from us, in the next 24 hours. Sure Fría can hold her own. She's got damn powers, for crying out loud! But what about the rest of them? We are going to lose some friends, fellas. Place your bets now!" Ferdinand slammed his fist on the table, and stood up, making eye-contact with almost every other guard around him.

"This is the most ridiculous thing! First she stomps on my daughter's heart and now, she abandons us?! I hope she rots!" At this, many guards began to cheer. But not Julius. Upon hearing the commotion, Oswaldo was in his cell. He, too, had been hearing about the battle. He agreed that Fría should die. However, he wanted to be the one to kill off his niece and nephew. He wasn't going to let some random come in, and steal his thunder. Oswaldo had an idea, and perhaps he could use the remaining guards' anger.

"Oh, gentlemen?" He asked, loudly. Immediately, the prison grew quiet. Ferdinand and Alonso picked up their weapons, and headed over to the lunatic's cell block.

"What do you want, you piece of shit?" Alonso questioned. Oswaldo merely laughed.

"Put down your weapon, you idiot. I merely want to talk." Oswaldo replied.

"Is that what you told Jacobo, before you let him die?" Ferdinand tested. Oswaldo rolled his eyes.

"Can we not talk about that incident? I Want to discuss revenge...on Fría." Ferdinand's expression lit up slightly. Julius cowered in his seat, knowing he was the only royal guard, present, that did not hold any anger towards the princess. He knew there was no good that could come out of this. But he wouldn't be able to escape, as the guards would probably yell at him for being a coward. Ferdinand pondered the proposal and glanced at his colleague. Alonso shrugged.

"Tell us, old man." Ferdinand said, sternly. Oswaldo began to chuckle evilly.

"I'm sure my boy, Claudio, will send for you to get his wife and child." The old lieutenant nodded. "I merely request that you stow me aboard, the ship." Oswaldo smirked. "Your daughter and Alejandro are already in on this plan. How do you think this war started? You don't think Elsa would be stupid enough to invite her former trade partners to her wedding, do you?"

"I wouldn't put it past an Arendellian," Ferdinand quipped, issuing laughs from his fellow guards, "But you have a point." Ferdinand lowered his sword. "I'll let you sneak aboard, but you must promise me one thing." Ferdinand told the old man. Oswaldo smiled.

"I'm listening..."

"Make sure she suffers."

...

"E-Elsa –!" Fría gasped, as Elsa aggressively attacked her lips with her own. They were in Elsa's room, on the floor, because they were classy people. Shortly, after their admissions of love to one another, they could not keep their hands off of each other.

Fría's back was pressed against the stone cold floor, while Elsa was hovering over her, relentlessly making up for their previous disagreements. Fría was still not one for intimacy, but with Elsa on top of her in just her nightgown, basically ravaging her like a hungry animal, she was not going to complain.

Nope, Fría thought.

Not one bit.

It felt right. The two of them together. Their bodies colliding so deliciously. Fría was getting lightheaded, but when Elsa finally came up for some air, Fría mustered up the energy to speak.

"Bed." Elsa was slightly confused, as she was still hazy.

"What?" she asked. Fría opened her eyes, and gazed into Elsa's. She suddenly had enough energy to sit up. There was a certain glimmer in her eyes, that was never there before. Elsa couldn't tell if she liked it or not.

"Bed." Fría repeated, "Now." She proceeded to flip them over and lift Elsa onto the bed, effortlessly. Elsa was taken aback, but was not complaining.

Definitely not, thought Elsa.

Never going to complain.

Within seconds, Fría was on top of her and she reattached her lips to Elsa's. The continued their much needed physical interactions. This was much like the eve of their engagement party, except much more intense. Both women felt fully disclosed to one another, and neither wanted to halt their actions, tonight. Elsa, carefully untucked Fría's shirt from her trousers, and let her hands explore underneath the fabric. Her fingers gently glided over the skin on Fría's waist, which elicited a soft moan from the taller girl. Fría wanted more, so badly.

She pulled away from Elsa, for a second, looking into her eyes begging for some kind of confirmation. Without even having to say anything, Elsa nodded. The blonde joined their lips again, while Fría toyed with the bottom of Elsa's nightgown. She carefully slid her hand, under the gown, and allowed her hands to roam Elsa's body. Even though nothing was actually coming off, the couple was pretty satisfied with the events of the evening.

"Fría..." Elsa moaned, as the taller girl's gentle hands cascaded over her skin. Fría couldn't help but smirk.

"Shhh..." She said, kissing the queen, softly. "No talking, right...now..." Elsa did as she was told while their lips continued to dance together.

They continued this for a few more minutes, until their rational brains kicked in. They were not ready for what was approaching, if they kept going. Elsa placed her hand on Fría's cheek, and held her there.

"We..." she began breathlessly, "we should...stop." all Fría could do was nod her head. She rolled off of Elsa, and laid on her back beside her.

"Good...call...phew." Fría sighed. "Wait...why did we stop?" she asked. Elsa giggled, softly, and turned to face her fiancée. Elsa propped her head up, with her elbow.

"Because we don't even know how that's supposed to work, for us, dear." Elsa answered. Fría nodded.

"I mean...could we just wing it?" She asked hopefully. Elsa laughed and shook her head.

"Sweetie, that's a step I know we are not ready for yet." Elsa poked Fría's nose, and laughed when the taller girl's face scrunched up.

"Fine." Fría leaned in for a kiss. "I'm kidding, by the way." She took Elsa's free hand in her own. "I don't wanna force you into anything. I'd wait forever for you." Elsa smiled and gave her another chaste kiss.

"I know." Elsa told her. At this moment, the moonlight from the window, shone onto Elsa's features perfectly, leaving Fría utterly speechless. "I'd wait for you, forever, too." Elsa then cuddled into Fría's side, and they drifted off to sleep.