Hi again!

Asteroth1: Haha, he's the Hans we all know and love. :p

taylorjago: Ooh, sneaky. I'll think about it. :)

Dance Elle Dance: Oh my god, thank you sweetie! I love this ship, but I wish there was more Kristelsa stuff around. :( I recommend "Acts of True Love" by hamletlaertes if you're looking for another Kristelsa fanfic. It's short, but very interesting. :) Oh, and thank you for putting this story in a community; I'm glad you're enjoying this story. :)

Belmont9: Thank you! :D

Elsa stood in the dressing room, eyes following Gerda's movements as the woman bustled around in search of a dress.

"We can't have Your Highness attending your wedding in your nightgown, can we?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Gerda, it's fine. I can make myself a dress."

Gerda spun around to face her. "Oh yes, of course!" she exclaimed.

With a wave of her hand, Elsa let her powers glide over her nightgown, replacing it with her infamous dress of ice. A few more flourishes, and she soon had her heels, cape and a new addition: a veil as light and as long as her magical cape.

Gerda stared at her in amazement. "Your Majesty. . . you look absolutely beautiful. Radiant."

A light flush spread over Elsa's cheeks, making her appear even more like an elegant, blushing bride. "Thank you," she replied with a polite smile.

"Are you ready to leave for the church, Your Majesty?"

Elsa was about to nod, but stopped herself halfway. "Actually. . . I would like a few minutes to myself."

Gerda curtsied and headed for the door. "As you wish. Kai and I will be waiting downstairs."

Elsa nodded in agreement and watched Gerda leave. As soon as she was positive that the maid had rounded the corner into another hallway, she silently left the room and headed for the back of the castle.

There was an old door hidden by some vines in the back wall that had been used by the servants long ago. Instead of blowing her cover by constructing a staircase of ice, Elsa, after some resistance from the door, made it through. She closed it quietly behind her, and looked out at the cold, clear sea.

She felt comforted by its peaceful, cerulean hue. She had once heard from the servants that if one were to whisper a secret into a large seashell and then throw it into the ocean, it would be safe forever.

Elsa wanted nothing more than to dive into the water in search of this place that offered secrecy and sanctuary. But no, she was stuck here, in this winter wonderland trapped in summer.

She kneeled down onto the snow-covered ground and tentatively dipped her fingers into the water. A sigh of contentment escaped her as she reveled in the instant coolness. However, her peace didn't last for long.

A small crackling noise came from the water. Elsa realized that the water near her hand was slowly starting to freeze over. Tendrils of it started to creep along the water, slowly picking up speed.

Elsa quickly withdrew her fingers and stood up. "No. . . what. . . what did I do?!"

The spread of the ice picked up speed, the crackling noise growing louder and louder.

Elsa's wyes flickered from side to side. She had to act soon, but the ice had started to spread out into two different directions. She had to pick: stop the ice from spreading to the sea, or Arendelle's rivers.

With a cry of frustration, Elsa ran out onto the frozen water and faced the ocean.

She held her arms out in front of her and closed her eyes. She then brought her arms down in one swift motion, causing the ice to swoop down, deep into the water. The ice had been manipulated into becoming a wall, stopping itself from spreading any further.

Elsa turned around to see the rest of the ice cover the water that led to Arendelle's main river. "Our freshwater. . ."

The cracking sound of the ice grew fainter and fainter until Elsa could hear it no more. She knew that it was still traveling, still freezing over many people's main water supply.

As Elsa stood there, shocked into immobilization, a rumble sounded overhead. She looked up, only to see the sky covered with dark, looming clouds. The wind picked up, throwing her braid and some loose strands of hair back. How was she going to stop this winter now?

The peal of the church bells rang through the air, pulling Elsa out of her terror-stricken reverie.

With one last look of alarm at the growing mass of storm clouds overhead, she gathered her skirts about her and ran back inside.

None of the flowers were salvageable after the snowfall and sudden drop in temperature. Therefore, Elsa had to make do without a bridal bouquet. To her, it didn't matter. But it did to Gerda.

"Your Highness, couldn't you just conjure up a bouquet of flowers of your own creation?"

"Gerda, it's fine. I don't need any."

"But-"

Kai shot Gerda a warning look. "Gerda, relax. She'll be fine, flowers or not." He patted Elsa's hand and gave her a reassuring smile.

Elsa gave him a shaky smile, but quickly looked away, sure that she would burst into tears under his watchful eye.

"Your Majesty, are you-"

Kai was interrupted by the sound of the wedding march.

Gerda quickly arranged Elsa's veil and dress. With a teary smile, she opened the door for the Kai and Elsa.

The two slowly walked down the aisle, politely nodding to the guests. Elsa's hand trembled slightly, and her steps felt shaky. She clung more tightly to Kai's arm; to faint at that moment would be a sign of an unsteady ruler.

She looked up to see Hans dressed in a white uniform with gold accents, a red cravat tied at his neck. He had his sword at his side again; although it was for ceremonial purposes, Elsa felt uneasy at the sight of it.

Hans gave her a smug smile as she and Kai walked up the steps. With a nod to the bishop, Kai left Elsa and moved off to the side.

"We are here today to crown our new Queen, and to witness her marriage to Prince Hans, Admiral of the Southern Isles."

Elsa gave Hans a quick glance in surprise. She hadn't known that he held such a prestigious title.

The small choir in the wing above them started to sing an old hymn; one that had been sung at many coronations.

The bishops carefully lifted the tiara meant for Elsa from a nearby table. Elsa bowed her head and closed her eyes.

As the bishop carefully placed the tiara in her hair, the choir came to an end. Elsa stood back up, only to see the bishop holding out a small pillow that held the royal scepter and orb.

With a deep inhale, Elsa tentatively picked up the two and turned to face the crowd. The bishop spoke the old Nordic coronation blessing as Elsa pleaded to whatever higher power was above to not let her freeze these ceremonial artifacts.

The bishop soon declared her the new ruler, and Elsa relaxed as soon as she placed them back in his safe keep.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hans move closer to her. The two turned so that their profiles were facing the crowd. As much as she wanted to, Elsa didn't pull away when Hans reached for her hands.

"Today, Queen Elsa of Arendelle shall be joined by marriage. . ."

Olaf waddled around in the snow outside the church while Sven followed close by.

"I wish we could go inside, but Hans said no," he dejectedly told Sven, gathering an indignant snort from the reindeer.

"Yeah, I bet Kristoff would have let us in."

All of a sudden, Olaf looked up as if someone had called his name. "Anna?" he whispered.

Sven gave him a questioning grunt.

"No, I know you're Sven! Anna's here! I know it! Come on!" With a wide grin on his face, Olaf started to waddle over to the docks. Sven grunted and followed his friend.

"We're coming, Anna!"

"It's s-so cold. . ." Anna whispered.

"It wasn't like this when I left," Kristoff spoke, his words almost carried away by the wind.

The group carefully made it onto the docks.

"Look!" Anna said breathlessly. The water near the castle had been frozen over, in close proximity to the docks.

The loud rumbling of storm clouds could be heard coming from the other side of town.

"That's gotta be Elsa!" Anna exclaimed. She broke into a run, but instantly stopped. "What is that?" she warily asked the others.

The other three looked over to where she had directed her gaze. Olaf came running towards them with Sven curiously tagging along. As soon as Sven saw Kristoff, he picked up speed and tumbled into him, making noises of happiness.

"Sven!" Kristoff wrapped his arms around his friend. "I've missed you so much, buddy."

Olaf waddled up to Anna. "Hi! I'm Olaf! But I'm pretty sire you already knew that!"

Anna blinked in recognition. "Olaf? How? Did Elsa make you?"

Olaf nodded enthusiastically. "And she's getting married! Right now, to Prince Hans!"

"What?!" Anna exclaimed in horror.

Kristoff let go of Sven. "We need to go!" Your Highnesses, please, take Sven."

The Queen gave a small shake of her head and was about to protest when the King scooped her up in his arms and placed her on Sven's back. "Idun, we need to preserve your health. Please," he said, eyes silently pleading with her. He climbed on behind her and patted Sven's side. "Come on, go Sven!"

Sven took off, leaving Anna, Kristoff and Olaf behind.

"Hurry! We need to stop her!" Anna yelled.

She took hold of Olaf's hand and ran towards the church, Kristoff beside them as the wind continued to blow the heavy snowfall around in the frigid air.

I've unknowingly been making chapters longer. Hey, who can argue against longer chapters? :)

Olaf was able to "sense" Anna because of his composition. Elsa made him out of snow, but she unconsciously poured all of her childhood memories and love for Anna into him. Therefore, he has a very strong bond to both sisters.

Hey you! Go look up A Very Disney Bad Lip Reading: Frozen. You will not regret this (unless you hate profanity, then don't watch it.)

Next update on Thursday!