I have made a small blunder with the order of the chapters, having Anna a day ahead of Elsa for a couple of chapters. Elsa's wall building and Anna's day off with Hans actually occurs the same day. The day they return to the citadel and Anna's Coronation day are also the same day. I hope this brings clarity to the situation.
"Anna," A soft voice called into her ear, a hand softly shaking her shoulder. "Anna,"
The princess shrugged the shoulder off and pulled her quilt up over her head, blocking out the light of the day.
"Oh for goodness sake we don't have all day." Jessamine's voice was clear and crisp. There were footsteps over to the bed, a pause, then the blanket was ripped from her clutches, letting the early rays of dawn fall onto the girl.
Anna muttered something unintelligible, and could feel both ladies rolling their eyes.
"Anna," Jessamine started firmly, "Today is not a day to sleep in. We have a very tight scheduled to keep, and if you don't keep to it, we will run out of time for everything on it." When Anna made no movement apart from throwing her arm over her eyes, Jessamine gave a deep sigh. "Tora, dear, please fetch the princess's breakfast on a tray. She'll have to eat while we do her hair."
Tora's footsteps left the room, and Anna was left alone with the determined older woman.
"My Lady, do you recall what day it is?" She asked.
Anna thought about this for a moment. "Tuesday?" she asked, unsure.
"Sunday." Jessamine was letting a little of her irritation slip through her tone. "But that's not what I meant."
Anna, still half asleep, shrugged, uncaring.
"It starts with a C.." the woman prompted, "and it's yours,"
"K.. K..." Anna mumbled.
"Cor.. It's your 'cor-'" Jessamine was taking baby steps with the adult woman.
"It's my 'cor-'" Anna sat upright so fast, Jessamine, who had been expecting it, jumped. "It's my coronation day!"
"Well done, your Majesty," Jessamine laughed a little sarcastically.
"I've got to get up!" Anna threw the blankets off her feet and jumped off the bed. "We have a scheduled to keep!"
Jessamine felt the urge to bring the palm of her hand to her forehead, but resisted.
When Tora returned with the breakfast, Anna was already sat at her vanity with Jess untangling Anna's hair with a comb.
"Tora, dear, place that in front of Anna and start on the other side." Jess instructed.
It took four hours before Anna was ready to leave the room, her hair and make-up done, and dressed in her gown.
Hans had come past twice in that time, to report everything that was going out in the castle was going well: The children were arriving, the royal painter was present for the portrait, the Bishop was discussing religious matters with a governess, the Duke was throwing a fit with the lack of cheese; Nothing no one hadn't expected. Except a northerly wind had picked up, and there were dark clouds looming on the horizon. If it made it to the east shore, it would not make it for several days. Anna nodded, already planning tomorrow out to check everyone had warm enough clothes and blankets and firewood to survive one more storm.
The actual coronation would happen just after lunch, so there was no need to rush. But by that time, Anna didn't really feel like eating anything at all. A sandwich, a glass of apple juice and plain rye crackers were brought up for Anna, but she could barely touch them, her stomach was in knots. Tora convinced her to eat a few crackers, but that was all.
She paced her room until the clock struck noon, and she was finally released.
"Open the gates," She commanded, stepping out. Her gown was much heavier than she had anticipated, weighed down by the train, but she kept up a good pace to the balcony over the courtyard, to watch the gates open once again.
The common people that had travelled far and wide to see the new queen had arrived early that morning, and now cheered at the sight of the guards.
Though her stomach was twisted tightly, Anna felt excitement, cheered by their joyful faces.
Once the gates were completely open, and the flood of people coming into the courtyard had slowed, Anna turned from her waving and started her way down to the chapel. She had ten minutes to arrive, by then everyone who was sitting inside would be seated, and the process would begin.
On her way, she passed by all the towns people who could not fit inside the tiny room, and waved and greeted them. This was the most stressful moment, because they would want to stop her and talk, and she would want to stop and talk, but sadly there was no time to talk let alone stop.
She had given another five minutes just in case her social butterfly personality got the better of her, but with Hans on her arm, hopefully it was just a precaution.
They made it inside in twelve minutes, and entered the chapel, cued by the hypnotizing voices of the choir. The walk down the isle was the longest thirty seconds Anna could remember, and possibly the most frightening. Upon entrance, the entire audience stood and turned to watch her.
Hans had nudged her elbow with his. "You ready?" He had murmured, his lips barely moving.
Anna had taken a deep breath, smiled like she had been trained, and took the first step.
The closer to the podium she get, however, the less she thought about the moths in her stomach. Her breath caught as she thought about Elsa, taking this same walk only last summer, but she could not deny the excitement she felt, despite the eyes she could feel on her back.
Hans left Anna's side, and stood to the right of her, where she stood for her sister, as he stepped away though, his fingers caught her's briefly, and he gave a small squeeze, smiling reassuringly. "I believe in you," He whispered. Then he was gone.
The bishop talked in the Old Norse, as was tradition, and Anna translated it in her head as she went along.
There was a pause, and the choir started again, singing 'Verðug dróttning stór, Hjarta af gulli skína, Kronum þik med vánum, ást ok trú. Fagra, grýttur land, heimr Árnadalr. Fylgið dróttningu ljóssins' or 'Worthy Queen of greatness, The heart of Gold shines, We crown thee with hope, love and faith. Beautiful, stoney land, home Arendelle, Follow the Queen of light.' It was sung perfectly, each note a perfect compliment to every other, and the sound of sniffling in the audience told her others thought so too.
The crown, gold with a beautiful icy gem in the centre, was placed upon her head. It was traditional that the crown be handed down to the next heir when possible, and since Elsa had removed hers before fleeing, it was now passed down to Anna.
Finally, the teal, gold and purple cushion with the gold orb and sceptre were presented to Anna. There was no hesitation, no gloves to remove, Anna simply took them in her hands, the metal cool to the touch, turned, and presented herself, beaming, to the audience.
"Sem hon heldr inum helgum eignum ok krýnd í þessum helga stað, ek té fram fyrir yðr-" The bishop chanted. 'As she holds the sacred objects, and having been crowned on this sacred site, I present-'
"Queen Anna, of Arendelle."
The audience repeated the bishop, cheering and laugher in the audience, and Anna's grin only grew.
Leaving the chapel, the wind had cooled the air substantially, and some the guests started pulling on capes and jackets. The cool wind was a relief to Anna, though, under all the layers of the dress it was starting to get a bit muggy.
After an hour of greeting all the new guests, who had not arrived the night before, it was time.
"Hans, I'm so excited!" Anna bounced, arms linked with Hans.
"You should be, My Queen," Hans grinned as he lead her to a row of seats in front of the stage. "It will be fantastic."
They had set the stage outside, so the upper class could sit on benches in front of the stage, but there was no limit to the number of townsfolk and other assorted guests as they stood around, watching. The smaller children were invited to sit on the ground in front of the front row, and Anna had never seen so many people in one place before. There was over half the village, all the guests from Arendelle and the other kingdoms, and enough people from neighbouring towns and villages the the courtyard could hold no more people. Even servants lined the top of the wall to watch with the guards. It made her more than excited.
Finally, everyone was seated, and Mr Anderson stood up front to introduce the play.
The stage was set in cool blues and whites, symbolizing winter. The trees were covered in white ribbons and the floor was carpeted in an icy blue fabric.
There was a pause, then the music started slowly, and the children joined in.
"Winter's gone and spring is springing,
"Shines the sun with warmth of old,
"Ding dong, ding dong chapel bells are ringing,
"We're done with being cold.
"Flowers a-bloom with odours pleasant,
"All of Arendelle is glad,
"Mother earth we thank you for the present,
"Spring is good and winter's bad."
There was a pause, then a round started, one group of children singing, and another group coming in a line after that, and so fourth.
"Winter's gone and spring is springing,
"Shines the sun with warmth of old
"Ding dong, ding dong chapel bells are ringing,
"We're done with being cold.
"We're done with being cold.
"We're done with being cold.
"We're done with being cold."
All the children huddled their arms around themselves and, with much enthusiasm, shivered. "Brrrr,"
All but two children then turned and left the group, pulling down ribbons from the trees and started swapping 'frozen' bushes with green ones, symbolizing the coming of spring.
One child, with bright red hair spiked up high stepped forward. "We celebrate spring, we know once it's here, the ancient troll prophecy wont come to pass this year."
A girl, in a bright floral dress stepped forward as the first child stepped back. "What is this prophecy? What does it say? Well that is the subject of our little play."
Five small children, dressed in what was meant to look like moss clothing, their skin painted grey like rocks, stepped forward.
"Your future is bleak," They chanted together.
"Your kingdom will splinter.
"Your land shall be cursed,
"With unending winter." There was the slightest giggle by one of the children, but most of them held straight, solemn faces.
A girl stepped forward, and continued. "With blasts of cold will come dark art,"
Another stepped forward, continuing the chant, "And a ruler, with a frozen heart."
A little boy who already managed to smudge his face paint stepped forward. "Then all will perish in snow and ice,"
Then all five of them finished. "Unless you are freed with a sword sacrifice!"
"What's a sword sacrifice?" Anna whispered to Hans as the children rearranged themselves.
"Shh. Quite." Hans shushed her, watching the play intently.
Anna huffed playfully, and turned her attention to the child stepping forward. Behind her, the set was quickly changing to green, leafy trees, and the fabric on the ground was changed to green, and a back drop of painted clouds on a sky blue background was dropped down.
"But frozen starvation is not today's fate! Plus we have an extra special cause to celebrate!" The child was centre stage, looking directly at the new queen. "The most gracious, gorgeous, smartest, kindest, absolutely perfect-"
Mr Anderson coughed sharply just off stage, and the girl paused, sheepishly, before continuing.
"-Role model this land has ever seen. Princess Anna," She paused dramatically again, putting her hand up to the side of her mouth as if sharing a secret, "I really love her," A look from Hans makes her drop her hand and continue, "Becomes our Queen!"
The crowd went wild. There was cheering and shouting, and names being called and whistling. It was a standing ovation from everyone, even the ones that were already standing.
Hans left her side, and climbed onto the stage, shaking hands and high-fiving all the cast and crew on their job well done. Anna couldn't have been more proud. When he reached Mr Anderson, though, instead of a handshake they hugged, slapping each other on the back firmly.
The noise was dying down when suddenly there was a shriek like murder from one of the guests to Anna's right. Some how, Anna was instantly covered on all sides by her guards, and several more were jumping up onto the stage to protect Hans and the children.
There was plenty of confusion, but once the guards discovered it was not, in fact, a murder, Anna was allowed to step forward to discover the source of the problem.
The Lady Solstice was pointed at a spot on the ground, darker than the rest of the pavement.
"Solstice, my dear, what is wrong?" Anna stepped to the lady's elbow and took it, pulling her up off the ground where she fell.
"S- Ss-" She stuttered.
"Snow!" One of the standing guests exclaimed, more surprised than concerned. "I tell you that was a snow flake."
Everyone looked to the sky, just as the black cloud covered the sun from view.
"The Curse has come!" Someone else shouted, making a dash for the gates. Within seconds, everyone who lived outside the castle walls was racing for home, for shelter.
The guards started directing all the invited guests inside the castle, remind everyone that snowstorms were a natural occurrence, and that there is no reason to panic. Hans was beside her, taking her hand, and pulling her forward, and three guards placed themselves around her to lead her back inside.
"The storm was days away," Anna heard herself saying as she stepped inside.
"Apparently it was moving much faster than the scouts thought." A guard replied.
Once she was safe, the guards left her and continued directing people into the ballroom for safekeeping.
Hans grabbed a maid as she scurried past. "Make sure all the rooms are set and ready for the guests. If this storm is as bad as it was reported this morning, we'll need every one of them in use tonight. If it is worse, then they'll all be here for a while."
The maid nodded, and scurried off, barking orders to any other servants who stood around gawking like fish out of water.
A messenger found Anna before Hans had a chance to turn back. "My Queen, we're in for a rough night. There is no end to this storm in sight. It just goes on and on."
Anna met James' eyes across the room. "Gather any available staff that are not setting up chambers for the guests and search the library. I want to know as much about this prophecy as there is to know."
"Yes, My Lady," The messenger replied, bowing.
Alright! so, I've made a lot of quotes off people here, and here are some sources:
Here is the translation of the song " post/ 75978810059/ here-are-the-lyrics-and-the-translation-as-you "
And here is the words in Old Norse " tattuinardoelasaga. wordpress 2014/03/26/ the-runes-and-old-norse-in-disneys-frozen/ "
While I'm at it, the source for the next chapter is " lingaspect. wordpress 2014/03/13/ deciphering-the-runes-book-in-frozen/ "
Also, Netflix and Youtube, as ever present sources for the movie and the deleted scene.
This is written up nice and quick because I got three review on my last chapter, and I plan on rewarding good behaviour.
^-^ Hope you enjoyed.