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The Ball

It's late evening now as the second of the three main events of the International Peace Gathering is about to begin. The Peace Ball. All the royal families have once again gathered in the ballroom. As the trumpets sound, Arendelle's Queen and Princess both stand before everyone.

The Princess is dressed in a lovely green dress and has her hair tied up in up in a ceremonial Arabian style (courtesy of Sabah). The Queen's hair remains in her usual loose braid, her signature look. However, for the first time ever, Queen Elsa is wearing something that isn't primarily blue. Her gown bears a stunning shade of red that shimmers in the light. Everyone is awestruck by this unfathomable beauty. She looks like the incarnation of Aphrodite.

The Queens speaks, "Let the Peace Ball begin."

The band of servants begin to play slow music, as Kristoff steps forward, takes Princess Anna's hand, and escorts her to the dance floor. The two dance together in the middle of the crowd, followed by Princess Rapunzel and Prince Eugene then King William and Queen Catherine. As more and more people join in, Elsa looks around the room. her partner isn't here for some reason. Why is that?

As host, she has to join last, which helps for Elsa has no idea where Prince Ali is. Had he decided not to show up to keep away from me? No, he promised! How could he?

Almost everyone is at the dance floor. The Queen needs to find somebody quickly.

"Excuse me, your majesty. But may I have this dance with you?" comes an unfamiliar voice. Elsa turns around and sees a man a few years older than her with that red hair that only one family in the palace has. He's one of the thirteen brothers of the Southern isles. "My name is Lucas." He smells like peppermint.

Elsa looks around again. Ali is not in ballroom at all. Well then. I guess it's his loss.

"I'll be happy to, Prince Lucas." She take his hand as he escorts her to the center near Anna and Kristoff. There, they dance along with every royal family in Europe. The Queen has never danced in public before. This is her first time doing so in front of a large crowd who use to believe that she never dances. Although, she wanted her first dance to be with the Arabian prince, Prince Lucas doesn't seem that bad of a replacement. He dances as good as he smells. This is the part of the dance where the men twirl the women. As Lucas twirls our Queen, she couldn't get her mind off the last dance she done; the private one with Ali back in the castle. When Lucas twirls her, he sort of grabs her wrist and yanks her. When Ali twirls her, he holds her hand and leads her. Besides that however, there's nothing else wrong with the way the Southern Prince dances.

-Somewhere in the Palace-

"Crap, crap, crap, crap," says a sprinting prince. "I'm going to be late!"

Ali is currently running through the halls, almost crashing into every servant in the palace.

"You just had to keep me waiting don't ya?" he says to his shirt.

Within his clothing, the head of the fire snake pokes out. "I had to iron out your suit, my lord. Abu and the others didn't know how to prepare European style clothing." Ali was wearing a black European-style suit, completed with a red handkerchief, golden collar and cuffs, a white shirt under the coat, black gloves, and red boots. Seeing that none of his servants knew anything about European attire, Quick-Shot had to personally figure it all out by himself. "At least you look good, my lord."

"Yeah, but that doesn't help if I'm late. Elsa asked me after the meeting if I could be her escort. I don't know what that's suppose to mean, but I'm sure being late would be a problem."

"My lord, an escort in a ball would be someone who would accompany her in the dance. She wanted you to dance with her."

"And when does the dance start?" Ali was almost to the ballroom. Just another three halls away!

"I don't know, but I'm sure not in the beginning, right?"

"Let's hope so."

-The Ballroom-

Anna and Kristoff enjoy staring into each other's eyes while they dance. The more they gaze, the more love flows between their hearts. This is the dream that Anna has always wanted since she was a little girl. To have this special dance with a special someone. Kristoff may not have really dreamed of this as a kid. That's for sure. But when he met Anna, the dream introduced itself to him every night for the last six months. And now. The dream has come true.

Elsa, sadly, is not having her dreams tonight. She wanted to dance with the man who caresses her heart. Yes, he also broke it. But he still caresses the fragments, trying to mend it together. Instead. She's dancing with a stranger. Not a bad one, like his younger brother. But still, a stranger nonetheless.

The doors spring wide open. Revealing a dark-skinned prince with clothes that rival the fabled Prince Charming. Huffing and puffing from his long run through the whole palace he stares at the dancing crowd before him. "I'm late," he whispers. His eyes search through the whole room until he finds what he is looking for. When he saw Elsa in that red dress, his jaws dropped. The dress gleams with brilliant shimmers and hugs her body like a thin coating of red wine. It almost shows off her curves a little too well, making Ali blush almost to its color. She looks incredible!

When the doors slam open, Elsa jerked her head around to see her escort. Ali was not dressed in his familiar unusual Arabian getup. Instead, he is wearing something more usual for such an event like this. But the way he pulls this look… she never thought that he could have been even more handsome than he already was. He even combed his hair to something more elegant and prince-like (though bits of strands are slowly falling back down to their usual place). He looks unbelievable!

However, when Ali's eyes meet Elsa's, her face goes from gawking to scowling. She was furious that he would be so irresponsible and show up so late. Especially when he knew how important this was to her. All Ali could do was return a sad frown and mouth out, "Sorry."

Elsa mouth back something hard to read, though it looked something like, "You are such a…"

The dance continues on. Ali stands next to the door, not sure what to do. Before he was about to turn back and leave, a young princess approaches him. She appears to be around Anna's age. Her skin is very fair, and her blond hair was tied up in a ponytail. "M- May we have this dance?" she speaks with a soft voice.

Ali looks at Elsa whose angry face diminished. There's nothing neither of them can really do now. "Yes, we may," Ali says holding his arm out for her to hold with her small hands. As he escorts the young girl to the crowd, he seems intrigued by her. "What is your name?"

"I'm Alice.. From the Northern Isles."

He observes her face. "Were you not already dancing with someone before I came?"

"I was, but then he left me. He's sitting over there at the corner now." Ali looks at the direction she was pointing to see a small table near the wall. Sitting there was rather depressed looking Hans. Ali was not sure what he was drinking, but he could tell that it's probably the cause of his red eyes. Hans did not look happy at all. Something is not right with him.

Now at the dance floor, our prince puts his hand around Alice's petite body. Her blue eyes flash brightly at him as they begin to dance along with the rest of ball. Though this girl gazes admirably at Ali, the only person he watches is Elsa. He begins to feel empty inside. Why is this happening? he thinks. Why do I feel so much for her? It's like seeing her from far away is killing me. Though Lucas tries to make some conversation with her, Elsa continues to return back Ali's stare. Her face had turn from angry to longing. There's her real partner over there, never leaving his eyes off her. Those gentle, sweet eyes. Even from far away, they shine like two stars in love with the same moon. Alas, Elsa knew that this is getting nowhere in her life. This man will leave in two weeks and that will be it for them. Never to return to Arendelle ever again.

She breaks the eternal eye contact with Ali and focuses her attention on the other handsome prince, Lucas. "I'm sorry, were you saying something?"

He speaks with a low, smooth voice, "I was just saying, that you are incredibly beautiful, my lady."

"Oh you're too kind."

"How so? It's only true. You are the most breathtaking woman in this whole kingdom. How is it that you are not already married?"

"Well, it doesn't help much when you're known as the Snow Queen. Having magical ice powers seems to scare off most guys."

"I find that ridiculous. Having some extraordinary abilities doesn't even hold any significance when compared to such a gorgeous, gorgeous woman."

"You're really too kind."

"Come now. You have the image that would make even the darkest night shine at the sight of you, my lady. You are an embodiment of true radiance."

Elsa's face is beginning to glow pink with all this worship. Although, he seems to only praise her on her appearance. Ali had praised her more on her heart's capacity to love. But then again. He too had also emphasized on her beauty before, so maybe what this man is doing is not that shallow.

"What do you think of me on the inside?" Elsa asks. "You've said enough on my looks, but what about me as a person?"

"Also just as ravishing. You're a woman with high prestige and of noble nature. An honorable character for the history books." Despite all these kind words, Elsa is starting to see through him a little. He's just trying to woo her for his own pleasure. While they were dancing, he was slowly closing in more and more of the gap between them. Until now, where she was almost against his torso and his hands were slowly creeping down her back.

That was too far. She pushes herself a foot away from him, and she grabs his wrists and pulls his hands higher up her back. "Keep your dignity, Lucas!"

To her surprise, his smile looks genuinely apologetic. "Sorry. I got a little carried away. You're just too perfect, you know."

Elsa sighs. "Just give me some space, okay. I have enough things going on in my life."

"Let me guess. You're still with that Arabian prince?"

"N- Not exactly." Elsa pierces her lips. "It's complicated."

"I understand, my lady. Just know that if things don't work out with him, they're are many more men in the world who are more than happy to be with an angel like you."

Despite the distance, Ali was able to hear at least the last thing Lucas said. He's right. I'm not the only guy who Elsa could fall for. Actually, if she's willing to fall for someone like me, then I'm sure there's plenty of guys who she would be happy with. The thought of Elsa in love with someone else is agonizing for him. But at least. He could be sure that she will find happiness one day. That thought alone is the only thing keeping Ali from running over there and punching Lucas.

"You love her, don't you?," Alice says.

"What?" Ali almost forgot that he was dancing with her. "That's not true. Sh- She's just a friend."

"But you also love her. I can see it in your eyes, sir. You're in love with the Queen."

Ali shakes his head. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, my lady. But I'm not in love with her. I may like her; that's no doubt. I may also want nothing more than the best for her; I guess. But I really cannot fall for her. It'll just make things more tragic than they already are."

"Oh? I always believe that true love always can find a way. No matter what."

"That's just in fairy tales. As much as I would like to believe that, love isn't as powerful as you think."

She gives Ali a look of sympathy then frowns at the ground. "Why are men so stubborn?"

"We're all jerks. I'm sure you know that from the last guy you danced with."

She looks hard at him. "That Hans is very difficult. Back in the Opening Ceremony, he was so sweet, and we were getting along so well. Then he starts acting all moody and starts saying that he's nothing. Now look at him!" Ali looks over at the corner again. The youngest of the Southern brothers looks even more miserable than before. He slouches there with his forehead on his hand.

Despite the crimes he committed in the past, Ali still feels sorry for him.

Anna has been watching her sister and Ali for some time now. Kristoff becomes more concern as his fiance's face grows more sad. "Is everything alright, Anna?"

"This is wrong, Kristoff. Those two are suppose to be dancing together. We got to do something."

"Like what? What can we do?"

Anna ponders over this. She thinks, and she thinks. Many ideas come to her head, but none seem realistic enough to work. What could we do to get those two together?

Then it hit her. A plan that seems crazy at first but then, when she put her mind into it, could actually work out. "Okay, Krissy." She grins. A mischievous little grin. "Here's what we'll do..."

-:-

As the music begins to subside, the dance slows down to a halt. "That's it, right?" Ali asks Alice. "Is the dance over?"

"One is. Don't you know there's three?"

"Three!"

"Uh huh. And the second one's about to begin. I guess it was an honor meeting you, Prince Ali."

"Wait. You're not sticking around?"

"In this dance, we'll be switching partners almost every twenty seconds. It's going to be much faster. So get ready!"

The music goes off again. Ali apparently does not know the steps in this dance, as everything livens up. Everyone moves with eccentric speed. All the faces smile in ecstasy. Everyone knows how to dance, but Ali. The poor guy is tripping all over, completely confused as Alice steps right, left, right, left, back, forth, back, forth; swing her arms while holding onto Ali's.

As the music speeds off in its beats, one particular note chimes, and all the men (except Ali) yank their partners to the right. Alice sort of just tosses herself away from Ali, while another woman twirls into Ali's arms.

Elsa twirls away from Lucas (thank god she sighs). She twirls to another man whom she never met before (great).

Right before Anna leaves Kristoff's arms, Kristoff says, "Good luck!"

She twirls towards Eugene. "Flynn! Just the man I was looking for."

"Really?"

"I need you to help me with…"

The beat quickens even more. Ali has never touched the hands and waists of so many women before. This is such a different world for him. He never seems to get use to this culture.

As fun as all this is, Elsa's starting to get a little dizzy from all this twirling. She's been going from one man to another. All of whom had tried to flirt with her in some way. Perhaps her dress was too slinky for its own good.

"Sounds crazy, but I can do it," Flynn says.

While mostly women and girls were switching between partners, there were also some men (seeing how there were more men than women here by ten). And one particular old rag finds himself spun to Kristoff.

"Oh great, not you," Kristoff says to the Duke of Weaselton.

"Just go along with it, ice boy. I hate this just as much as you do."

"First of all, it's ice master to you. And second, I'll be the one spinning you next, just to make it clear."

"That's not how it goes, boy. I'm both the duke AND your elder. That makes me the man here. So here you go!" For a small man, the duke was able to spin Kristoff away at great speed.

Landing at Eugene, Kristoff rolls his eyes. "Good god. Will this end?"

Eugene grins. "Ah. So we meet again, Kristoff. Good thing I saved this." He pulls out the rose from their little tango back in the festival.

With the rose in his teeth, his brows wave in a flirtatious way. Kristoff freaks out, "Oh hell no!"

He tosses Flynn away from him.

Ali was feeling so uncomfortable, with girl after girl. All of which, were young, single, and seemed very fond of him. However, none of them can make him feel way Elsa could.

Then next woman, however, was an elderly Queen in her forties. Although, she looks quite glad to dance with him.

"Ah yes. The fine Prince himself, Ali. I've heard so much about you."

"I'm sure you have. Although, I can't guarantee that all the rumors are true."

"Oh, it's not the rumors I've heard from. It's my daughter and nieces. I'm Rapunzel's mother, Kate."

Ali's eyes widen. "That means that your Elsa's-"

"Aunt. Yes. So you probably can guess I care about her very much."

"Your majesty, I'm so sorry for hurting her that night. You have no idea how bad I feel. Your niece means the wor- I MEAN- a good deal to me!"

"Of course she does. That's why you love her."

"Does everybody think that?"

"You're not really good hiding your feelings, young man."

Anna danced her way towards Ali and her aunt. Her dance partner was dragged along (though he didn't seem to complain much). "Auntie. Pass him to me next."

"You got it, girl!"

She yanks Ali, and he flies all the way to Anna.

"Hi Ali!"

"As if this couldn't get more awkward," Ali says while Anna grips him tightly,

"Don't worry. It'll be over soon. I promise."

Elsa continues to be swung from man to man. Each one more hungry for her than the last. The one she's with now isn't even hiding his lust for her.

Before he could even get his hand on her, she holds her hand out in front of him. Shards of ice swirl in place over her palm. "Don't do anything stupid, or I'll turn you into a frozen sculpture!"

He gulps.

Elsa was becoming very irritated from all these men. Are all single men dogs? Except Ali!

At the next switch, Elsa didn't even let the nervous prince twirl her. She just sticks her young out and spins away.

She now was in Eugene's arms.

"Oh, hello my lady!"

"At least you're not going to hit on me."

"Too many wolves on your tail?"

"You have no idea."

"It's the dress. Not going to lie. You look really hot in that dress. Ironic, isn't it?"

She laughs. "I told Anna that I didn't want to wear this. But both she and your wife kept begging me to."

"Well I can't blame 'em." He wolf-whistles.

"Stop it. I'm really not in the mood now."

"Hey don't worry. I'll keep the pack away from you."

"How?"

"Just keep dancing."

The note chimes again. Elsa spins herself away, but before she lets go of Flynn's hand. He tightens his grip and yanks her back. She rewinds back into his arms.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Exactly what I said."

"You know you can't keep me here. Everyone will get suspicious."

Ali smiles at Anna. "Alright, kiddo. Time to go."

He swings her away, but Anna holds onto Ali and does a 180 spins around him. Landing right in front of him again, she continues dancing with him.

"What's going on?"

"That wasn't enough time. I want to dance more," she grins with one brow raised.

"Is that allowed?"

"Nope."

"So we're breaking the rules?"

"Yep."

"Should I be worried?"

"Nope."

"Are... Are you planning something?"

"Yep." She grins widely. "Just hold on for the ride."

While dancing, Anna keeps pushing Ali and herself to the right.

While dancing, Eugene keeps pushing Elsa to the left.

The note chimes again, and neither Anna nor Eugene let their partners go.

"Anna, what's going on?"

"Just wait."

"Eugene, I demand to know what's happening!"

"Just hold on."

The note chimes again, and the two pairs continue to dance for the the third time in a row.

"I'm serious," Ali says to Anna.

"Come on," Elsa says to Eugene.

"This isn't funny!" Ali says.

"I'm getting really annoyed!" Elsa says.

"What is going on?" they yell at the same time.

"This!" Flynn and Anna exclaims.

Flynn tosses Elsa to the left.

"Woooaah!"

Anna hurls Ali to the right.

"Yaaaaaah!"

Elsa and Ali collide into each other!

By instinct, they hold onto one

Breathing heavy.

Eyes wide.

They stare at each other. Completely astounded.

-:-

The music ends. Everyone cheers for the band, except for Ali and Elsa. Still staring at each other.

"Hey," Ali says.

"Hey," Elsa replies.

Both their faces melt into a smile as their cheeks glow rosy pink.

"Yes!" Anna claps, returning to Kristoff. "Mission accomplished."

"I have to admit, Anna," Kristoff says. "That was some slick timing. You're quite the mad genius."

"Why thank you, Krissy."

Eugene returns to his wife. "That was pretty sweet what you did," she says.

"What can I say. Those two look way too cute together."

Lucas walks towards the magical couple. "My lady! Wasn't I suppose to be your partner?"

"Sorry Lucas, but I wish to dance with Prince Ali." Her eyes not breaking from Ali's.

"B- But! My lady!"

"You heard me. Shoo." Elsa flicks her hand at him.

"Then who am I suppose to dance with?"

"Why not me?" Alice sneaked up at him. "I'm also without a partner."

Lucas looks at Alice, then at Elsa, then back at Alice. "I'll be happy to," he says with big smile.

Alice takes his arm and walks away. She turns her head around once to wink at Ali. "You can thank me later," she whispers to him.

Ali smiles at her, and then gazes back at Elsa. You can see on his face the strong passion burning inside him. "You look... so beautiful."

"Thanks," Elsa smiles. She adores the way he admire her. So much different than the other guys.

"I- I can't tell you just how amazing you look. There are no words to describe it! You're just really really really beautiful tonight."

"You look just as handsome yourself."

The music plays again, a music much slower than the previous two. A very soft and soothing melody.

"Shall we dance, my lady?" Ali holds her.

"We shall, my prince."

She holds his hand and shoulder, eyes sparking with content.

Everyone begins to dance in the night. The lights dimmed, and the moon shines into the room through the large windows.

Anna and Kristoff (the engaged) hold each other with unfathomable passion. Eugene and Rapunzel (the married) caress each other with everlasting compassion.

Though most pairs were watching each other, there were some who watch the Queen and her Prince. Many of them have never seen Arendelle's Queen like this. So happy. So content. So in love.

Two of these people were Rapunzel's parents. Kate in particular was welling up with tears, watching Elsa, Anna, and Rapunzel. "Isn't this so beautiful, Will. All three of them. Happy with the ones they love. I never thought I'll ever see this with my own eyes."

"It truly is wonderful, my love." His face grows solemn. "I just wish they all can be like this forever. But Elsa! What's going to happen to her, when this boy leaves?"

"He's not."

"What?"

"He's not going to leave her. I can see it in his eyes. He loves her too much to leave her again."

"What about his family? I heard that they're keeping him away, no matter what."

"It doesn't matter. I have hope for both of them. They'll never give up on each other."

"You really think so?"

"I know so!"

The music continues. Elsa eyes smile at Ali's. She feels like nothing can separate them apart now. Everything feels just right. "I still love you."

Ali stares at her. So many emotions are spiraling inside him.

"Elsa. I don't want to hurt you anymore. You know I have to leave one day."

"I know." She holds in her tears. Ali sees this and feels heartbroken.

"We can still be friends."

"Yeah," she says softly. "Tomorrow."

"Huh?"

"Tonight. Right now. I want to be with you. Just one night. Then we can just be friends tomorrow. Please? Just one night?"

Holding her tender chin, he whispers. "Okay."

They continue to dance together. To Ali, the only people in the room was him and Elsa. Everyone else is just moving shapes. Not only does this woman take up most of his vision, she also takes up most of his mind.

As the dance slows down even more, Elsa rests her head on Ali's warm chest. Closing her eyes, she smiles softly, for she would love to just sleep on it through the rest of the night.

Looking at her from above, the prince closes his eyes too. He leans down and rests his lips on her head. Though Ali does not know it, something inside him is changing. And it's all because of her. She's becoming something more than a girl inside him.

As always, thank you for reading this story.

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