"An heir MUST be produced in due time, don't you agree?" Lord Bufase announced to the council, the majority rolling their eyes at the fact he didn't receive the announcement about the queen's expectancy. "It's been three years since the queen and king have been wed, so what's the hold up?"
As Anna paced back and forth outside of the council room, Elsa and Kristoff crouched down with their ears to the door, listening in on every word that was being muttered by the heads of state. Elsa slightly bit her lower lip, her hand resting on her slight swell as a tear fell down her cheek.
"It's not fair," Anna broke the silence, her pacing paused.
"Anna-" Kristoff began.
"Listen to them! It's hard enough to run an entire kingdom, let alone raise a family! Besides, they don't realize there's two!" Anna exclaimed, pointing to her sisters beginning of a swell. "Seriously, you hammering MY sister AND brother-in-law to produce an heir...annoying!
"Anna, please. Calm down," Elsa softly said. "There's no reason to be so upset over this!
"And they're making her cry! Ugh! I just want to step in there and give that Buttface a piece of my mind," Anna growled, plopping next to her sister.
"You know, everyone except him know about...this." Elsa replied, pointing to her hand. "You'll be able to get your kicks after a few minutes, I assure you. Just not right at this moment." Elsa placed her ear back up to the door. "Dr. Gaither is about to teach him a lesson about demanding an heir," Elsa smiled.
"Oh really?" Anna's face lit up. "Scoot." She said as she wedged herself between Kristoff and Elsa at the door.
"You do know what has to happen in order to produce an heir, correct?" Dr. Gaither asked, pushing her glasses up on the bridge of her nose, resting her hands on the table as she stared directly at Lord Bufase.
"Of course I do, I have two boys of my own."
"Well, you may come from a very wealthy household, but you are no King." Sophia pointed out. "And because of that, your concern for an heir to the Arendelle throne is not a concern of yours, my Lord."
"You're a physician, why are you here and not their majesties."
"First of all," Sophia cleared her throat, taking a sip of water. "I am the Frbøerg family physician, just as my mother and grandfather were before me. And as the queen's physician, it is my duty to make sure she is prepared physically, mentally and emotionally for children. You can't just demand a ruling monarch to start producing heirs like rabbits."
Elsa and Anna snorted, covering their noses so no one would be able to hear them, Kristoff rolling his eyes and shaking his head. "Go, Sophia, go!" They both whispered, Anna taking Elsa's hand and squeezing as they continued to listen to the physician give the council a piece of her mind.
"Tell me, have you ever conceived and carried a child before?" Sophia bluntly asked.
"N-no, I can't say that I have."
"Oo, Dr. Gaither's giving him the whole shebang," Queen Alexandra whispered to her husband Stefan.
"The highlight of the day." The King whispered back, taking a sip of tea.
"Now, you're hearing this firsthand from the royal physician," Sophia began. "I asked because you cannot fathom what happens to a woman, be it queen or common folk, when it comes to child bearing. You and other names which will not be mentioned have, for the past three years, not even once stopped to think of what their majesties want. For nearly nine months, females carry a child, most first time mothers not even, or barely making it through child birth. After the child is born, it takes weeks for he or she to be able to even support their own head, months to be able to take a single step without falling, as well as learning how to say the simplest of words. Now, to expand on this horizon,"
Lord Bufase and a few other members sunk in their chairs, their faces blushing.
"Do you know how many years it takes for a prince or princess to become of age to receive the crown? Twenty-one years. Twenty-one years for an heir to prepare for their coronation. What if the queen and king don't produce an heir? The crown is passed down to the firstborn of Princess Anna and her husband. So, my Lord. You might want to think twice about bombarding the their majesties to produce an heir-"
-knock knock-
"Sophia, I'd like to add something," Elsa whispered into the door crack, loud enough for the physician to hear her.
"Please do, your majesty. I believe a select few may know EXACTLY what you would love to add." Sophia said, standing up. She went over to the door, Kristoff and Anna helping Elsa stand up as she supported her back. "Everyone, please close your eyes."
"Nonsense..." The Lord Bufase rolled his eyes.
Sophia tapped on Stefan and Alexandra's shoulder, whispering, "You two can open since you already know."
As the king and queen opened their eyes, Sophia tapped on General Heinz's shoulder, as well as Admiral Skoal, both men opening their eyes.
"Gentlemen," Elsa clearned her throat, standing next to Alexandra's chair. "You may open your eyes."
"This is redic-you're..." Lord Bufase blushed, his eyes locking with Elsa's as she grinned a devious grin as her hands rested on her newly swollen belly.
"You've all been hoping my husband and I would hurry up and have children," Elsa sarcastically smiled. "It looks like your dreams have come true, gentlemen." She smirked, taking Alexandra's hand and placing it on her swell. "Although, I don't think you ever imagined we woud have more than one, would you?"
"Yes, your majesty, but whe-"
"Twins, gentlemen, and ladies. One of them, the future Queen of Arendelle."
September-two days old
"How're my girls?" Jack whispered as he poked his head into the dimly lit room, Elsa terribly tired as she gently stroked Ellie's fuzzy black hair, her other hand intertwined with Annaleise's tiny fingers, the girls laying on two pillows on Elsa's lap.
"I hurt," Elsa softly replied. "But that's what was to be expected, regardless of having one or two of them." Ellie yawned, stretching her tiny arms and legs out. "They're so small."
"Despite that, Sophia assured us they'll grow up big, and strong," Jack brushed his hand against Ellie's cheek. "And be just like their mother."
"And father." Elsa added. "Right, elske?" Annaleise stirred, letting out a tiny sneeze.
"'Chh."
"Baby sneezes are so cute," Elsa smiled, wiping Annaleise's nose with the sleeve of her nightgown. "Bless you."
The fuzzy red-head scrunched her nose, sneezing once again. A soft knock was heard at the door, Sophia popping her head in.
"Two days old and they've already sucked the life out of you," Sophia chuckled, passing the queen a glass of water.
"Sure feels like it," Elsa sighed. "I'm still not believing these two came from us."
"You'll know for sure if one of them conjures a snow storm, or even a wild fire. Who knows." Sophia sat at the queens bedside, gazing over the newborn princesses as she pulled her stethoscope out, placing it against Ellie's heart. "Isn't that right, lile?" She smiled. "Good, strong beats." She hovered to Annaleise, listening to her heart. "Perfectly normal, future Queen of Arendelle," She gently brushed the princesses cheek.."And now YOU, current Queen of Arendelle," Sophia pointed to Elsa with the end of her stethoscope. "its your turn."
"of course," Elsa softly replied, Jack taking each girl in one arm, placing them into their crib at the end of the bed. Sophia placed the cold metal on Elsa's back, the queen taking deep breaths as she listened to her lungs.
"So far so good," She said, moving to Elsa's heart. She raised a brow, slightly nodding as she removed the circular metal from Elsa's porcelain skin. "A little fast, but getting back to normal wonderfully. Scoot down a little, your majesty. You might want to step out, your highness."
"I'll give you two privacy,' he said, kissing Elsa on the forehead. "I'll be outside if you need me."
Elsa nodded as she inched down from her pillows, Sophia taking her wrist as she felt for her pulse.
"So, tell me," Sophia smiled. "How does it feel to take an extended break from ruling a kingdom?"
"Odd,for sure." Elsa replied. "These two reminded me that the council is going to have to wait a while before they see my smiling face again. Especially Lord "Buttface", or that's what everyone calls him. He must be so excited to try to marry off his boys to these two."
"It happens," Sophia replied, moving her hands to Elsa's abdomen. "Let me know if it hurts." Elsa once again nodded, closing her eyes as Sophia checked for tenderness. "Firm, but that's expected. And don't get me started on those boys of his. Little brats, in my opinion." Sophia reached into her bag, pulling out a glove. "I apologize, here comes the awkward part. Now just relax."
Elsa continued to take easy, deep breaths, slightly wincing as she felt a small wave of pressure radiate from her swell. "Ooh."
"A bit tender, but nothing warm baths wont fix. Now, you will continue to bleed for a few weeks. You'll feel crampy and gross, but that just means everything is starting to go back to normal. And once these lovely ladies develop a normal sleep and feeding schedule, you'll be back to your queenly duties in no time."
"That wont be for a while, won't it?" Elsa asked, sitting back up against her pillows.
"At least four, maybe five months, but we'll see. now onto your schedule. I'll. be honest with you. You won't be getting much rest for the first few days. And from the slight bags under your eyes, I can tell you've barely gotten any sleep."
"You've *yawn* got that right," Elsa rubbed her yes as she let out another yawn.
"Naps will be your best friend, and basically the only other things you'll be able to do besides eat, and take baths. It's definitely a learning process the first time around." Sophia said. "And if I were you," she whispered, standing up and peering into the princesses cribs. "I'd start to take that nap right about now before they drain the last few ounces of energy you can spare."
"Nap," Elsa tiredly smiled. "Nap...sounds..nice." She happily sighed, snuggling against her fluffy pillows, her eyelids heavy with sleep.
Sophia turned the lights off, letting herself out of the room, Jack sitting on the floor.
"They've got a clean bill of health," Sophia whispered. "your wife just fell asleep, so NO waking her unless its a dire emergency."
"Unless its the girls?"
"unless they need fed or changed. That's the exception."
Five months later
"SEE? SEE?" Anna held a squirmy Annaleise in Lord Bufase's face. "HERE'S YOUR FUTURE QUEEN OF ARENDELLE!"
"Abbbapppttttt." Annaleise stuck her fist in her mouth, proceeding to place her wet hand on his cheek.
"Anna, put her down," Elsa softly giggled, hiding her enormous smile behind Ellie's head as she lowered her head to place a kiss on the princesses soft, ebony hair.
Infants. Lord Bufase complained on the inside as his wife handed the red-haired princess a rubber duck.
"Quack Quack!"
"Ack ack!" Annaleise exclaimed, thonking Lord Bufase on the head with the duck.
Eleven years later
"Elisabeth and Annaleise are doing splendidly with their final lessons, your majesty." Gerda smiled, passing Elsa a stack of papers as Elsa sat at her desk.
"That's very good to hear, Gerda. Thank you. Thank you for everything you've done for the girls," Elsa smiled, thumbing through the papers, a drawing catching her eye. She flipped back to the page with the drawing, pulling it out as a smile grew on her face. "Gerda, which one of them likes to doodle on their papers?"
"I believe it was Annaleise who doodled for the majority of her lessons. Stick figures have become a forte of hers, believe it or not."
Elsa softly chuckled as she examined the stick figure drawing at the corner of her paper. One tall stick figure, assuming it was herself, holding hands with the three of her children, a red haired figure holding the hand of an black haired figure, Elsa's other hand holding a blonde boys hand, a spiky haired figure floating above them. The bigger of the stick figures wore a crown, like the one Elsa left at the ice palace all those years ago, the red haired girl wearing the same exact crown on her head. An arrow pointed to the title of the page.
"The History of Arendelle: Queens, Kings and Everything In-between"
"Queen Elsa of Arendelle is the fifth female monarch in the Frøberg bloodline. Queen Elsa has two daughters and one son. The youngest, Laurence, is very, very annoying. Her second oldest daughter, Elisabeth, isn't annoying. She just likes to read weird medical dictionaries and draw. Her oldest daughter is Annaleise. First in line for the crown and ready to become the queen once she becomes of age. She can't draw very well, but she likes to bake, knit, and eat chocolate, just like the other queen's have before me."
"She really knows how to start an essay," Elsa giggled.
"She's got your cleverness, that's for sure, Elsa." Gerda complimented the queen. "Besides, every future Queen of Arendelle needs to have a bit of cleverness in them, don't they?"