"Fritz?" Ellie asked as she ran her fingers through Fritz's fine, dark brown hair.
"Hm?" He asked, looking up from his book into Ellie's icy blue eyes.
"Tell me about your family," Ellie smiled.
Fritz sat up, quite confused as to why Ellie would want to know more than what he had told her about his family. He cocked an eyebrow, leaning against the apple tree. "Out of curiosity, why do you ask?"
"Well, all I know is that you're from Finland, and you live with your mother and two sisters, one who is training to be Dr. Gaither's assistant and the other is eight. For my own curiosity, I want to know more about your family. What your parents did, why you moved to Arendelle, things like that!"
"Well," Frtiz said. "You'll be pretty disappointed when I tell you that my life before coming to Arendelle is pretty boring."
"Aww," Ellie pouted her lip. "Pwease?" She asked, batting her eyelashes.
"You really want to know, don't you?"
"You should have known by now I would have asked you either way." Ellie smiled, leaning against Fritz's chest.
"FINE." Fritz sighed.
"YAY!" Ellie giggled.
"If you fall asleep, it's not my fault."
"Okay, now start from the beginning."
"Beginning, okay. It was a day of wonder, a day of rejoicing. For it was the day that the Thune family began with Sarah Mila Sinisalo and Finland's most wanted, Levi Xander-Dean Thune."
"Most wanted, huh?"
"In all of Finland was there never a more wanted man than my father. Grew up in a freakishly rich family, ran away from home while hanging with the wrong crowds, married my mother after meeting her at a tavern late at night in the dead of wint-"
"WOAH. He married her right after he met her?"
"He had to."
"Why?" Ellie asked, adjusting herself against the apple tree as Fritz placed his book on the grass.
"Well, my mother was...She wasn't a princess or anything. She was from a well known, aristocratic family, and they'd be damned if their eldest daughter gave birth to a child out of wedlock. And that child, was none other than my sister Annika."
"So, wouldn't that mean that Dr. Gaither came from Aristocracy?" Ellie asked.
"In way, yeah. She's my mother's half-sister. My grandfather married twice. The second time was after my grandmother died after having my mom. Now my Aunt Sophia. I barely remember her since she left before I could even begin to hold my own head up to pursue her dream of being a physician."
"I see. Your family sure does have a lot going for them. Continue."
"Well, after Annika as born, they fled to Oslo because of my father's apparent "buddies" who ended up being arrested for robbery. How he weaseled himself out of that is really beyond me. But two years later, Fritz Levi Thune was born."
"I assume that was quite the happy day for your family, right?"
"Not, exactly," Fritz sighed. "According to my mother, my father had other places to be instead of with his newborn son."
"That's..that's horrible!" Ellie exclaimed. "Seriously, who does that?"
"My father. I don't blame him either. Guess he didn't want his son to be a sorry son of a biscuit like he was," Fritz thumped back against the tree trunk, looking up into the swaying leaves. "And in a way, I think it's a good thing I barely knew him for the first few years of my life."
"Frtiz..I'm sorry your father wasn't able to be with you...at all, at that," Ellie began. "It must have been horrible for him to miss the milestones."
"Well, it's his own damn fault he missed it," Fritz said. "He was a loser from a snobby monarchy anyways-"
"WAIT," Ellie said, covering Fritz's mouth with her hand. "Did...did you say..."snobby monarchy"?!"
"I did, why do you ask?"
"Then...oh;...oh my gosh...Mor hasn't gone past the records of your family far enough to know," Ellie blushed. "Y-YOU'RE A PRINCE!" She gasped.
"Yeah? SO what?"
"So what?! Fritz! You're a PRINCE!" Ellie smiled. "Oh my gosh.!" She said, squeezing her cheeks together. "I NEED TO TELL MOR-"
"Wait!" Fritz grabbed the princesses wrist gently, pulling her back down. "Please, please don't tell your mother."
"Well why not? Don't you think she needs to know sooner than later?"
"If I told her, then that gives her one more reason to let you see me, and vice versa," Fritz began. "Those two men that were with the Duke of Weselton, the ones who tried to kill your mother in her ice palace, well, one of those men was the prince of the Thune Bloodline. That one man who escaped while your mother was unconscious in the ice place, that happened to be my father."
Ellie softly gasped, her hand covering her mouth at the second that Fritz mentioned that his father was one of the Duke's men. "N-no...why...why would he ever want to do that? Why would...would you?"
"Elisabeth!" Fritz exclaimed. "I'm not like my father! You know that! I would NEVER do anything to hurt you or the queen, you know that!"
"But...why? Why didn't you tell me you were a prince to begin with?" Ellie's voice shook. "Why did you lie to me and keep this a secret?"
"I NEVER lied to you," Fritz insisted, taking her hand. "I would never lie to you, you know that. I had to keep this a secret because if anyone knew, our family would have to up and leave Arendelle for good. Even my Aunt Sophia would probably be thrown out for being associated with my family."
"Oh Fritz, I didn't mean lie...but...I thought we wouldn't have secrets between each other, you know?" Fritz slightly blushed, pushing his dark locks behind his head as his eyes turned to the ebony haired princess. Ellie smiled and took Fritz's hands in hers, bringing them to her mouth, placing a light kiss on the top of his hands. "Now, you have to promise me NO more secrets between us, got it?"
"OF course, my princess," Fritz smiled, cupping the princesses jaw and placing a tender kiss on her lips. "No more secrets. And,"
"Hm?"
"I.. I will tell your parents about this. Just," He sighed. "Not anytime soon though. I think I might wait until-"
"Later?"
"Yeah. Later sounds good," Fritz agreed with the princess. He pulled Ellie close to him, resting her head on his chest.
"Fritz?"
"HM?" Fritz asked, opening up one eye.
"Levi Xander-Dean Thune," She smiled. "I like the name." She giggled. "When we have children of our own, if it's a boy, that's what we'll call him."
"You're sure you want to name a prince after a thief?"
"Well if it wasn't for the thief, I would never have met you," She sweetly smiled.
"You do have a point," Fritz said, kissing the princess on the forehead. "But what if it's a girl?"
"Certainly not Levi Xander-Dean Thune," Ellie giggled.
