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Chapter 26: Vows (Elsa's POV)

"It's time!" Tooth squealed, jumping up and down. She was looking out the balcony and I followed her line of sight. The sky was being painted in different colors as the sun began its assent above the snow-capped mountain tops. It was morning - the day was here. A cold chill ran down my spine and I wasn't sure if it was excitement, nervousness, or a combination of the two emotions.

"Should we go my way or yours?" Dica asked. I swallowed around a lump that had formed in my throat.

"Your way is faster," I said. My heart was beating so hard in my chest that I was surprised all of my bones were still in tact. I didn't remove my eyes from the glinting rays of the sun as they peaked around the horizon.

"Hey," Dica said, placing a hand on my shoulder. I pulled my gaze away from the scenery to look at her. "Are you okay?"

"Fine," I said, but could only manage a whisper. I cleared my throat and tried again. "I'm fine," I repeated, my voice sounding stronger and louder. "Let's go."

Dica gave me a sharp nod and helped Tooth carefully gather the wedding dress, veil, Jack's clothes, and empty jug of eggnog before pulling her messenger bag of art supplied over her shoulder. She grabbed our hands firmly and I felt the cool sensation of being turned into ink run down my back as my eyesight went black. When I was able to see again, I was standing in a spare room of North's workshop. Various paintings lined the walls and there was a desk and a few chairs and bookshelves that were nowhere near filled with books. Overall, it looked pretty empty.

"Sorry about giving you the spare room," Dica said as she ran from one end of the room to the other, setting everything up with great care. "But Jack is in North's office and this was the only other place we could get you ready without ruining anything." She looked around and took a deep breath. "Okay ... everything seems to be in order here. Tooth, can you help Elsa with whatever she needs help with while I run these clothes down to Jack?"

Tooth gave her a nod and she raced out of the room. The fairy pulled out a duffel bag from under the desk and handed me a white, silk rob rom its contents. Immediately, I stripped out of my clothes and into he robe as Tooth started to layout different forms of makeup. Tying the sash firmly around my waist, I hugged my arms to my body and looked around, unsure of what to do.

Luckily, Dica came rushing back in at that moment. "Tooth! I need you to go downstairs and direct the yetis with setting everything up, please - I'll take care of Elsa." Tooth flew out of the room and Dica handed me a hair tie which I used to pull my hair back into a ponytail as she pulled in a curling iron.

My eyes flickered closed as she began to apply makeup to my face. Soft brushes ran across my skin, over my eyelids. I could hear the commotion outside and Tooth shouting orders to the yetis in preparation for the wedding. Footsteps were constantly running by the door. As directed by Dica, I opened my eyes so that she could add some mascara to my lashes. There was a knock on the door and Tooth re-entered the room.

"Um ..." she hesitated as Dica and I looked up at her. "We need to ..." She trailed off, but Dica nodded knowingly while I continued to be confused.

"Right," Dica said and turned her gaze back to me. "Elsa, I'm going to need you to close your eyes and keep them closed. Don't worry; Tooth and I will guide you so you won't get hurt. When we get downstairs, we're going to need you to shook frost in whatever directing we position you hands in. I know it'll be tempting to peek, but please don't - I promise it'll all be worth it at the ceremony.

I was still confused and my eyebrows were coming together, but I nodded anyways and stood up from the chair I hand been seated in while Dica was doing my makeup. I approached the door and closed my eyes, feeling Tooth and Dica take either one of my hands as I heard the door creak open and the noises from the other side became louder. Slowly, I walked forward and they patiently stayed with me, directing me when to turn which way and when to step down a step.

Eventually, they halted my movements and I forced my eyes to remain closed as they positioned my hands in different parts of the air, telling me when to shoot frost. This when on for some time before they told me to make it snow. Frowning, I did as I was told. It was exceedingly hard not to open one of my eyes slightly to observe my surroundings, but the two of them swiftly guided me away before I could all into temptation. The moment I head the door close behind me, my eyes flew open.

Dica sat me back down on the stool and released my hair from its ponytail, running a brush through it to remove any knots or tangles as Tooth flew around singing happily.

"Today's the day!" She said with a huge smile, taking my hands in hers. "Are you excited? You're getting married!"

I laughed, taking care to keep my head still as Dica began using the hot curling iron to style my hair. "Very excited," I said then bit my lip. "How do you think Jack is doing?"

"He's probably a nervous wreck considering the high anxiety levels he went through before and during the proposal." Dica replied as she twisted yet another lock of pale hair around the burning hot metal. "But don't worry, I doubt he's going to get cold feet. Are you nervous at all?" I felt the lingering heat on the successfully curled lock of hair as it was released from the curing iron and fell to my back. Dica wasted no time wrapping another lock around the barrel.

"Just a bit," I admitted. "I don't know why - it's not as if I'm unsure of my decision but it's still there, you know?"

Nodding her head, Dica started styling another lock. "It's normal to feel a little nervous. Like Tooth said - it's a big deal."

"You say that like you have experience, Dica," I said teasingly, trying to take my mind off the relentless pounding in my chest. "Do you have a secret relationship that I should know about?"

She barked out a laughed and shook her head, releasing another lock of hair. "No. I'm pretty sure I'm asexual by this point in my life, but I've written enough love stories to know the basics like the back of my hand."

"Really?" Tooth inquired curiously. "You're not interested in anybody?"

"Nope," Dica replied, continuing to curl my hair. "Never have been; I'm married to my art." Tooth kept staring at her in disbelief. "Don't look at me like that! You don't have any room to talk."

"You've never been in love?" Tooth asked. "Not even when you were human?"

Again, Dica shook her head. "No. I was engaged as a human, but it was an arranged affair so nothing particularly romantic. I suppose I was lucky that he was sympathetic with me and we became friends before I died."

"How did you die? If you don't mind me asking," I hurriedly added as I realized that it may be a sensitive topic. However, Dica just chuckled.

"It's fine, Elsa. It was the plague - I got sick."

Tooth, who probably already knew this, grinned at her mischievously. "Are you sure you were just friends on his part?" She asked causing Dica to laugh again.

"Oh, I'm completely positive," she assured the fairy. "Aaron was homosexual."

Silence coursed through the room as Dica continued to curl my hair as if nothing unusual had happened. Tooth and I stared at each other in shock for several long moments before I finally came out of it.

"Why were you going to marry him if he was ...?" I let the question trail off, but Dica seemed to understand as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Like I said: It was an arrange marriage. And, at the time, admitting to homosexuality would have destroyed his reputation. And my brother and I needed money since our parents died and he had quite a bit of it. Plus, with our empathetic situations and friendship, all of the pieces just ... fell into place. It was a win-win situation. Until I died, that is."

"I'm sorry," I said quietly, and she just shrugged again.

"Don't worry about it. It was a long time ago. Besides, my brother ended up marrying his sister and living a happy life."

"What about Aaron?"

"Aaron never got married. He pretended to be absolutely devastated by my death for the rest of his life, claiming that I had been his one, true love and used that as an excuse for refusing every marriage proposal afterwards."

"But wasn't he upset when you died?" I asked.

"Of course he was. Like I said; we were friends. There was a period of genuine mourning, but he wasn't anywhere near as broken by it as he pretended to be," she giggled. "It was actually a bit amusing - he had a slight flare for the dramatic." I felt the last piece of hair fall down to frame my face and she began pulling the locks to the back of my head, styling them into the miniature bus and pinning them in place. "Okay, Elsa, add your snowflakes." I flicked my fingers towards my hair and heard her step back. "Perfect. Now you can just relax and I'll get ready. The longer you were your wedding dress, the more chances it can be ruined."

I nodded my agreement and watched as she applied her own makeup with a small, pocket mirror from the duffel bag which Tooth had left open on the desk. She also curled her hair, shortening its length from down to her shoulder blades to brushing the tops of her shoulders. A pale green dress was then removed from the bag and replaced her casual clothing. It was an off-the-shoulder, knee length dress that was paired with some black pumps.

Tooth started to jump up and down yet again. "It's time!" She said enthusiastically and she and Dica helped me into my dress, tying the corset strings firmly in the back. They put on my veil and I used my powers to create a full length mirror made of ice so that I could see my reflection. Did it sound arrogant to say that my own beauty took my breath away?

Dica came up behind me and I turned around to face her. In her hands, she held a plain wooden box. She smiled at me somewhat shyly which was not a common expression for her. "I know that the bride and groom aren't suppose to open their presents until after the wedding ... but a Queen can't walk down the aisle without a crown." She opened the box to reveal a beautiful ice tiara that was decorated with elegant swirls and snowflakes.

Carefully, she placed it on my head and I heard the music begin to play. My heart stopped and Dica gave my hands an encouraging squeeze before walking out with Tooth following closely behind her to sit in the audience. Sandy, who was standing in the doorway, gave me two thumbs up and a smile. Blushing, I smiled and looked down.

"Thank you, Sandy," I said quietly. He offered me an arm as I approached him, floating in the air so that I wouldn't have to bed over to accept it. He was dressed in a tuxedo and looked surprisingly nice in the different attire. Arm in arm, he guided me down to the main floor.

My breath was taken away again as I took in the decorations of the wedding around me. A thin, fresh layer of my snow coated the floor with the only clear part being the aisle. Various types of flowers made out of gold sand and frosted with my ice adorned the walls and stair railings as well as the altar itself where Jack stood with North, waiting for me.

Our eyes met and I didn't even try to contain the smile that stretched across my face. He looked incredibly handsome in the dress pants, waistcoat, button down shirt, tie and ... no shoes. A crown that looked to be made of twigs with berries and leaved tangled into the wood and then frozen over with ice adorned his head. It was just so him and he smiled back at me as I slowly made my way down the aisle to him. When I finally reached the altar, his ice blue eyes were sparkling with happiness and he took hold of my hands as Sandy went to sit with the others.

North began to speak as the music stopped playing, but his words did not process in my mind and I continued to stare into Jack's eyes until I heard North ask for the rings. Olaf, our ring bearer, stepped forward and offered the Russian the pillow with the two rings laying on its surface as he smiled brightly up at us.

"Do you, Jack Frost, take this woman to be your wife? To be with her and protect her for better and for worse? To support her and love her as you have done until death do you part?" North asked in the same tone of voice he had used when reading me my Guardian oath all those years ago.

Jack took a ring from the pillow and slipped it onto my ring finger, never once looking away from my gaze. "I do."

"And do you, Elsa of Arendelle, take this man to be your husband?" North asked, turning to me. "To be with him and protect him for better and for worse? To support him and love him as you have done until death do you part?"

"I do," I vowed firmly, slipping Jack's wedding band onto his own ring finger.

"then, by the power entrusted to me by Man in Moon, I now pronounce you husband and wife!" North proclaimed with a sudden raise of volume. "You may kiss the bride."

North did not need to tell Jack twice as he barely managed to get the words our before my husband's lips crashed against mine, his arms coming around my waist to support me as I was bent over backwards from the force. Smiling into the kiss, I brought my hands up to cup his face then moved them so that they were around his neck and pulling him closer to me. Jack straightened our postures and lifted me off my feet without breaking our lips apart.

With a kiss, our vows were sealed.

There it was! I really hope that the wedding lived up to everyone's expectations, it was a lot of pressure. Lol :)

Just to let you all know, there will be three more chapters in this story before the two epilogues so be prepared. (Kudoos to anyone who caught the Lion King reference.)

I will be posting a link to Elsa's tiara that Dica made her on my profile if anyone would like to see it.

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Zerlinda