'Your decision, my queen?'

Five sets of eyes, all of them vying for attention and regard. The name that left Elsa's mouth would shape her entire future from this point forward. She still couldn't fathom it. Leon? Maxwell? Daryun? Sorey? Arthur? What name would she say? Who would be her husband? Husband? Hus…band?

A mirror. A necklace. Some perfume. A pair of earrings. A sword. Which did Elsa desire the most?

What of Rose? Of Rynn? Gerda? And…and…

'I…'

'My queen?'

'I choose…'

Change of scene. Elsa's room. The cold-hued chamber filled with candles and blue petals strewn about. The queen gasps, pushing her hands into pale, silky hair. A dark-skinned Rose looks up at her from between her legs. The embarrassment sinks in. Elsa wants to run, but more hands find her collar and breasts. She turns and sees Rynn, devilishly grinning before biting the monarch's ear.

Another moan.

More goosebumps and Elsa sees Gerda, her tiny naked form rubbing against the queen's arm, pushing her modest chest together and smiling shyly as she did so. It was an orgy of pleasure with Elsa at the center of it all. She needed to run. What if Anna saw her? How would she explain this? She couldn't. It was impossible.

"I partook in too much wine…"

No. That wouldn't work again. Twice is thrice and not nice. Anna would know. She would know for certain. Elsa, her older sister, was a lewd, gross creature who lusted after her own blood.

Her mind was lead. Rose, Rynn, and Gerda, their bodies coming in all shapes and sizes, competed to provide the most joy to the queen of Arendelle. Despite Elsa's apprehensions, she knew more of her relished the sensations.

Suddenly, a soft touch found the queen's cheeks, and when she looked to the source of it all, Anna's adorable visage was staring back at her.

'I-I'm sorry…' Elsa sobbed, but then Anna shook her head in perplexity.

'Why?'

Why indeed. They were in a small shack with a single source of light. It smelled of hay and animal.

'I'm just…sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you…kiss me. You're my sister. You're my…'

Anna pressed her lips into Elsa's mid-sentence, and the queen felt a wave of warmth transfer into her. She opened her mouth and tried to deepen the connection as she took hold of Anna's small waist, but it couldn't be. Something blocked her. Anna parted, the kiss hardly feeling like one at all.

'I want to help you, Elsa. That's what sisters are for.'

Elsa sought to believe her, but something in the pit of her stomach twisted as Anna stood and opened the door to the shack. The whole room shrunk, and the looming figure had to bend down to get in. He chuckled, low and dumb, and Elsa's voice froze in her throat. Kristoff.

The hate pierced Elsa's mind, and she chewed on her lip until it bled, the crimson fluid dripping down her chin and onto her bare, heaving chest. No. No. No. This was the last thing she could ever want. Anna didn't make love to this fool. Anna didn't belong to this peasant. Anna was Elsa's! She had been with her since her birth!

'We've always shared before, Elsa,' Anna began, unfastening Kristoff's belt and lowering his dirty pants. 'Why stop now?'

'Elsa?'

Anna's voice. It sounded right. This was the Anna she knew. Elsa turned, realizing she was sitting up with her arms about her body. Anna's hand rested on her shoulder, her sister looking more than a little worse for wear. She had dark patches about her face, and her hair was a mess, ripped out of the style she had originally coming into the trip. Her clothes had some tears, but they managed, for the most part.

Elsa tried to get her bearings, snapping herself out of the conflicting nightmare and observing her surroundings. She was in what appeared to be the mouth of a small cave buried within the landscape of forest, the heat from the summer remaining at bay thanks to the natural coolness of the shaded location. The queen's mind slowly put the pieces together within seconds, realizing how bizarre her current situation was in contrast to where she had been the last time she was conscious.

'Are you okay, Anna?' It was the first thing she needed to know. It would always be.

Her sister nodded, but then her mouth was bitten and her eyes quivered as tears fought to pervade her eyelids.

'I-I'm fine.' She insisted, but when Elsa leaned in a little closer, the girl wrapped her hands about the queen and held her tight, restrained bouts of crying shimmering through her attempt to remain composed. Elsa still wasn't sure what had happened, but she embraced Anna back knowing that, for her sister to be so outwardly upset, something must have truly shaken her.

The girls were forced to part when Elsa's head pounded suddenly and a sharp pain stabbed into her thoughts. The queen held her hand over the source of the discomfort, and was immediately unsettled by the abnormally large bump that was partially hidden behind her bangs. She attempted to push cold relief into the injury, but barely managed a bit of coolant that hardly did much beyond sedate the agony scarcely.

'You hit your head.' Anna muttered, her voice still shaky. 'I was so worried. Y-you might have a concussion, but I couldn't wake you up. You were making noises and stuff, and I just couldn't…'

Elsa's cheeks burned. If only her sister knew what inappropriate things had been passing through her mind during the poor girl's panic. Her eyes still felt heavy, but further rest seemed impossible. The queen gingerly pushed her hand through her mane of hair, adjusting her shirt and checking the rest of her body over. There were minor bruises abound, but otherwise, Elsa felt well enough.

'I'm sorry, Anna.'

'Why are you apologizing? You couldn't do anything! I was just…I didn't know how to help you. I-I felt like some kinda crazy person stumbling around and screaming in frustration. Seriously, I'm glad you didn't hear me. I basically lost it. Your little sister has problems.'

Elsa smiled, seeing Anna progressively become her herself again now that Elsa seemed okay for the time being.

'I can relate.' She shrugged.

Anna hugged Elsa once more, the queen relishing the moment and squeezing her sister tightly.

'I'm so glad you're okay! For real. For really reals!'

The two young women looked at one another, their faces close and their arms still holding tight. Elsa breathed in, tempted to kiss Anna again for some reason. Something in the way her little sister stared at her for that second longer than expected goaded Elsa's desires.

And then it was over. Anna broke away, distancing herself just enough to eliminate the tempting path. She touched Elsa's head softly though, squinting at the goose egg the queen had been soothing moments prior.

'Yikes. Good thing you have a lot of hair. That thing is nasty.'

'Oh, thank-you. I didn't need my confidence today.'

'Hahahah! It's not that bad, Elsa. It's kinda cute in a weird way.'

'Your taste is being called into question.'

'By the queen? I'm in trouble, then.'

Both girls giggled, Anna's eyes finding Elsa's affectionately. The older of the sisters tried not to let her heart think too much of it. The situation had been dire seemingly. Anyone would be relieved to not be alone. It was time for answers now.

'What happened, Anna?' Elsa finally asked, somewhat afraid to know. How could travelling between two abnormally large boulders result in…this?

'Honestly? I kinda don't know a whole lot more than you do.' Anna lifted her hands up in surrender. 'We were passing through those weird rocks when everything shook like crazy and…I just woke up next to you in the forest. You had that super swell bump on your head and were out cold, so I hoisted you on my shoulder and found us some shelter until you woke up. Good thing I'm crazy strong and all that, right? Your boots might be a little banged up, but I did pretty well, don't you think?'

Elsa examined her footwear briefly and sighed in partial relief and annoyance.

'Thank-you, Anna. I don't know what to say. I…I made a very foolish decision, it would seem. The guards must be cursing my name as we speak.'

'Um, no. You made a call that looked at the whole picture. I would've said the same thing. The curse, or whatever, is getting worse, right? We don't have time to waste on travelling another day. It was a risky decision, sure, but you made it with the chance that we wouldn't lose more time.'

Elsa appreciated her sister's attempt to encourage her, but she was already treading on thin ice with some of her employees, of this she knew. While she may have won Gerda and some others over quite nicely, that didn't mean everything was perfect just yet. The quick exchange between Percival and Nils reminded her of those very fears.

'And yet, here we are; possibly lost, and most certainly wasting more time.'

'Stop it!' Anna poked her sister in the cheek and scowled. 'You might get away with that kinda talk with Gerda, but I think you're forgetting who you're with right now!'

Gerda. Elsa's chest hurt at the thought of harm coming to her maid.

'You're right.' The queen decided, knowing moping would solve nothing. She and Anna had to move. The quicker they met up with the others, the better. Elsa stood, dusting off her clothes and looking down at her sister, offering the girl a hand. For a brief moment, Elsa almost felt like a prince, and her heart shuddered with fantasy as Anna grinned and took hold of the invitation.

'You look really cool right now, you know that?' Anna giggled, noting Elsa's somewhat wild hair and everyday garb that was reminiscent of a more well-to-do male adventurer.

'I certainly don't feel "cool".' The older sibling shook her head. Once Anna was up, however, she winced, and Elsa caught her before the young woman almost lost her balance completely. 'What on earth?'

'Dang. Caught.' Anna grimaced, sitting back down slowly.

Elsa was at her sister's side immediately, panic written over every part of her both physically and mentally.

'Where does it hurt?'

Anna puffed her cheeks stubbornly, but Elsa forced their eyes to meet, and that was the end of the rebellion. Even at this age, when Elsa wore her sisterly encouragement, there was little Anna could do about it beyond giving in.

'…My ankle.' Anna mumbled.

Elsa removed her sister's boots, her pulse elevated for a second at the act of stripping anything off of the other girl, and recoiled inwardly at the sight of the swollen and purple skin surrounding what used to be a fairly prominent bone on the younger sister's right leg.

'Anna! How on earth did you drag me around with such an injury?'

'Heheh. Fighting spirit, obviously.'

'Oh, Anna…' Elsa breathed, feeling the tender area and attempting to stay focussed on the damaged zone rather than how smooth Anna's body was. 'I'll apply some ice, but…it could be sprained.'

'Jeez…I was hoping you wouldn't say that.'

Elsa redirected her magic into her hands, finding the process much more difficult than usual. It had occurred earlier as well. The injury to the queen's head was likely to blame. As if things couldn't get more troublesome.

'O-oh…! That's chilly!' Anna laughed nervously.

Elsa continued to massage the soft tissue, her hands a faint hue of blue as she did so. If only the situation wasn't so grim, Elsa would have thoroughly enjoyed the act of caressing even Anna's ankle and foot.

'Does it…hurt?' Elsa asked, full of consideration for Anna's comfort.

'Only around everything there, but…y-your touch is nice…' Anna's face reddened a little, from what Elsa could tell, but she turned away, hiding the chance for further investigation. Elsa knew she had promised herself not to do anything foolish until the curse was lifted, but this was so very tempting. The way Anna had her foot encouraged her dress to slide down her leg until about her mid thigh, and if her other leg wasn't flat, Elsa would've surely seen a forbidden sight to even the queen. For now, she simply chanced a look at her sister's slightly paler-skinned limb, the lean-built girl overly appealing.

'I'm glad my magic can bring you comfort.'

'When has it not?'

Elsa almost snarled.

'When Arendelle was encased in an eternal winter.'

'Oh, whatever. So you lost it a little bit. All of us go through puberty at some point. You just happen to have magic that grows up with you. It's messy stuff.'

'Anna…'

'Do you seriously not remember how much I love your magic? It brings back so many wonderful thoughts it's ridiculous. Kristoff actually gets a little bit jealous when I go on about you. It's kinda cute.'

'Kristoff?' Elsa paused her action upon Anna's ankle, her nightmare tugging and stabbing at her mind with discomfort.

'Oh, yeah. I mean, the guy's all about the ice, but he has to work a little harder than you to get the job done.'

'Y-yes…'

'You okay?' Anna pressed, perhaps seeing the colour leave Elsa's face.

'I am. I am fine.'

'Uh-huh…' But Anna left it at that mercifully.

Elsa proceeded with the massage, and when she felt her ability to resist the urge to move her hands up Anna's legs and into her dress wane to practically nothing, she cast a small spell that would maintain a chilled net of pressure upon the most severe looking part of the sprain. It wouldn't last long, but it was better than nothing. Elsa then tore a piece of her shirt's sleeve off in order to brace Anna's ankle by wrapping it tightly, the younger girl squeaking behind clamped lips here and there.

'How does that feel?'

'A bit better. That was some pretty nifty first aid!'

'Heh. I'm not sure if I bound it right, but it should help with the swelling hopefully.'

'Thanks, Elsa…'

'My pleasure.'

Elsa then stepped toward the mouth of the cave, observing the surrounding area. There was nothing but forest, from what she could see. Wandering aimlessly was out of the question. Elsa would have to get creative, but with her powers as unstable as they felt, she doubted something as grandiose as producing an enormous ice castle to scout the area was within her repertoire of options.

'I couldn't think of what we should do. I mean, I can yell and stuff, but that might get some nasty visitors rather than our entourage.' Anna moved herself to the side of the cave so that she could lean against the wall and allow Elsa's spell to numb the pain some.

'True. Unwanted visitors could usually be handled easily enough, I'm sure. My magic has been effected by my head injury, but I still seem able to manipulate temperature and cast small spells.'

'Whoa! Seriously? Is it that bad?'

'I don't know. It throbs, of course, but I don't think I'm in perilous danger by any stretch of the imagination.'

'Just be careful, Elsa.' Anna's scolding tone was adorable, and Elsa nodded submissively.

'I will.'

'Heheheh! Aren't we a fine mess? I guess we might as well enjoy our sister time until Nils tracks us or my ankle's good enough for a little trip into Forestville. I knew I should've paid more attention to Kristoff's travel tips. He's always going on about using the sun to get your bearings and how everything is mapped out around here. I'm such an idiot sometimes…'

'You're not an idiot, Anna.' Elsa continued to search her brain for a way to help notify Percival and the rest of the group…assuming they were all okay, more than less, as well.

'I kinda am, but that's just what makes me endearing, right?'

'You're not!' Elsa turned suddenly, striding to her sister and kneeling down overtop of her. 'If you insult the girl I admire one more time I might have to get mean.'

Anna laughed distantly again, her eyes falling to the side. It was an expression Elsa rarely saw on her sister, and it was bewildering. Anna almost never let her guard down, yet here she was, vulnerable and insecure.

'Gerda's pretty smart though, huh? She's always got her nose in a book on her breaks and stuff. Some of the things she says too…Really smart.'

Where…was this coming from? Why was Gerda being brought up again?

'Gerda is a capable maid, yes. I appreciate her support very much so.'

'Right? She's amazing. Cute, too.'

'Anna?'

Anna shook her head, re-equipping her normal expression of playfulness.

'Anyway, I guess she must think we're kinda weird. Did she…um…say anything after I left last night?'

Elsa wasn't expecting this. She didn't think for a second that Anna would bring up that. After all, the princess of Arendelle had a clean break. Both women were ignoring what had happened so masterfully, yet now Anna insisted on reacquainting them with a rather awkward piece of history.

'W-well…She did not seem particularly stunned. I explained that we were feeling silly and that the alcohol was playing games with our judgement. She knows we are close, so it wasn't too difficult to reason with her. In fact, Gerda admitted that, she too, has done such things before. It is commonplace, it would seem.'

'But that wasn't…' Anna muttered, stopping herself and finally looking at Elsa once again. 'Hahah! Well, I'm glad you are ready for your prince…or lord…or king or whatever! My sister is a kissing master now! I know it firsthand! E-er…U-uh…Cancel that! Hahah! I think the pain is going to my head. Sorry, Elsa.'

'Why are you sorry?'

'I just…am. I don't know. I'm losing it. Maybe it's the curse? It's finally got me! Uh-oh! We're in trouble!'

Elsa smiled softly, her heart still beating rapidly from the conversation Anna had just initiated all on her own.

'I will save you. Have no fear, Anna.' The queen delivered charismatically without even trying to.

Anna placed a hand to her chest and laughed again, but it came out like a cough, and she pretended to fan her face thereafter.

'You really gotta stop with that princely stuff; you know I got a weakness for it. And when you're dressed like that…well…it's just messed up!'

Elsa blinked. Anna was acting quite odd. Perhaps the injury really was affecting her mentally. Either that, or she was stressed and dealing with said stress through rampant and sometimes odd discussions.

'I…always connected with the princes in those stories we read as children, Anna.' Elsa heard herself saying suddenly. If Gerda was right, and Elsa ultimately preferred the fairer sex, then she wanted Anna to be one of the first to know. Perhaps she'd even be the only for quite some time. This was the first step, in any case.

'That's true, isn't it? Even when we played, you were always the boy.'

'Defending you from dragons.'

'Or goblins!'

'Or evil witches!'

'Or trolls! Hahah! Grand Pabbie would be mad!'

'And then, when you were safe from whatever evil creature or curse threatened you, we would marry, and live happily ever after.'

'R-right…' Anna was smiling, but her face was red again, and Elsa couldn't be sure why.

'In any case,' Elsa cleared her throat. 'I…perhaps that's part of the reason I struggle with this suitor process. Why I struggle to fall in love with any of these men. I've never pictured myself as the damsel in distress, or the princess, or the bride. I've always played a male role. It's a very new perspective for me these days. I was ever content watching you chase your dreams while I…'

'Stayed by yourself?'

'…Yes.'

Anna squinted for a second, and she shook her head.

'But that's not okay. I'm with you and…and I'm sure one of the suitors…would take care of you.'

'I don't need any of them to be happy.' Elsa said assuredly. 'With you by my side, I am more than content.'

'Elsa…' Anna fumbled over her words, glancing away shyly.

'Hm. I don't mean to make you uncomfortable.' Elsa gave her sister one last look of endearment before traversing back to the entrance of the tiny sanctuary. That was enough for now. There had to be some way of making it easier for her and Anna to be found. Elsa would have to use her surroundings to amplify what little magic she had ready. The worst-case scenario was waiting until Elsa's powers returned to their peak, but the variables involved with that were unappealing, and thus, the queen continued to survey the area. Trees were the prominent factor, and Elsa hastily decided to push her magic through the forest as far as she could so that Nils…or anyone willing to help, really, would find the two girls. Wolves or other dangerous predators wouldn't think to track the source of the frozen sector of forest, while Percival could easily figure out what the line of crystalized nature meant. It was safer than screaming away, at the very least.

'You have an idea?' Anna perked up suddenly.

'How did you know?'

'You went still for a second, and that usually means you're visualizing what you want to do. Your imagination has always been something I've loved. It's just crazy; you create art with your magic sometimes, you know? That castle in the mountains you made? Yeah. It's kind of a tourist landmark…even if Marshmallow scares anyone brave enough get to it in the first place. Olaf? Adorable. And don't get me started on the snowgies. Even when we were kids, you could draw and colour the coolest things. It really does something for a little sister's complex. I mean, I'm stupid clumsy, and just a wee bit simple. I could never imagine the things you do. If I got your powers, I would probably be making snowballs at best.'

Although Elsa found pride in the compliments her sister paid her, she hated when Anna put herself down. She wasn't looking for pity, for Anna wasn't like that; she was simply stating facts as she saw them. Still, it irritated Elsa, and she felt the need to remind her sister of some important truths the moment she finished casting the spell she was in the midst of visualizing.

Spurred by Anna's sincere encouragement, Elsa placed her hands on the two trees that were closest to the entrance of the cave. She could feel her magic flowing into her arms, but it was notably weaker than she was used to. The amount this unsettled her was paramount and surprising considering the queen would have gladly given up her powers not that long ago.

'Just as my "princely" conduct unnerves you, a simple word of awe from my little sister makes me believe I can do the impossible.'

Elsa pushed all the magic she had in reserve to her hands, her fingers and palms shining with light as she did so. Her mind cracked, forced to make the body's abilities amplify where there was currently a blockage. She had never felt such strain, and it caused the queen anxiety. Thoughts of losing her powers terrified her, for she now understood how much they were needed not only for Elsa's own sense of identity, but for the safety of her kingdom as well. Nobody dared challenge the ice queen who could call upon the strength of nature itself to stop her enemies in their tracks.

Thoughts of everyone she loved being threatened by an unknown evil pushed Elsa to the brink, and the queen allowed her motivation to be driven by the nightmare of a curse encasing her kingdom in even further chaos.

'Hah…H-haaaaaaah!' Elsa grunted uncharacteristically, a flash of light exploding from both hands as the trees before her, and the ones lined down from them for hundreds upon hundreds of feet, became crystalized masterpieces of what they once were. It wasn't the perfect plan, but it certainly provided assistance to Nils, more than likely. It would be difficult to miss such ornate and out-of-place decorations within Arendelle's forest. The summer's heat would allow the frozen trees to remain for perhaps an hour at best, and Elsa could only pray the time span would be enough.

'See? Amazing.' Anna sighed.

Elsa looked back and smiled, but a wave of nausea greeted her a second later, and the queen stumbled about, navigating herself to her sister's side and sitting next to her with laboured breaths.

'Whoa…! A-are you okay, Elsa?'

Elsa couldn't even enjoy Anna's arms holding her suddenly. She wanted to throw up. There was always a certain amount of recoil after using her magic, like a secondary circuit within her body cooling and recharging, but this was on a whole other level. Elsa was shaking, and her hands tingled painfully.

'I-I'm fine.'

'You're not fine. You're super pale, and you pushed yourself too far, didn't you?'

'…Maybe.'

'Not maybe. You totally did. Bad girl.'

Elsa grinned, the initial backlash and shock gone leaving only intervals of discomfort here and there.

'I am…' The queen agreed, Anna's voice and presence always causing her indecent thoughts.

'Here. Rest on my lap. No falling asleep though! If you even get close to falling asleep I'll hafta slap you on the cheeks, like, fifty times, got it?'

Elsa didn't have the energy to refuse. That, and laying upon Anna's lap almost made the whole situation the two sisters had been thrust into worth it. She eased her head into her sister's warm and comforting thighs and gazed up at the other girl, her heart filling with so much love and affection she thought it would surely show on her face.

This was what Elsa wanted. How could a curse be so powerful that it made someone feel what Elsa felt right now? Even as children, Elsa held such love for her sister that it almost seemed unnatural then. Perhaps that love had only evolved. It was easy to think that way in a cave hidden amongst a forest, but when real life began anew, and a kingdom required a queen worthy of the social standing, Elsa bit at her lip and knew that blaming the curse and placing all faith in her mind being readjusted the moment the curse was gone was her only salvation. She couldn't love Anna. She couldn't love her own little sister. It wasn't right. It wasn't proper. It wasn't acceptable. It was dirty, filthy, lewd, and impossible.

'Guess I'll have to talk your ear off until someone shows up, huh? You ready for a whole lot of Anna?'

Elsa could only stare; stare and love the girl who brought her soul so much calm, peace, and joy. Years upon years of affection was bringing her to this point, and as Anna giggled at her own joke, Elsa reached up and touched the girl's cheek with a shaky hand. She didn't know why she did it; she just knew she wanted to. She wanted to feel Anna from head to toe so desperately, but her cheek would do for now. She would have to settle for such things for the rest of her life.

What Elsa didn't expect was for Anna to clasp onto her hand with a grip like iron, and in another instant, tears filled Anna's eyes as her face contorted in apparent agony.

'Elsa…' Her voice cracked. 'Why?'