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Prompt: Pregnant Queen Anna is about to go into a food coma and Kristoff carries her to bed. On the way they talk about the baby. Gender, names, etc. Kristoff carefully tucks his already asleep queen into bed and joins her, kissing her forehead goodnight.

Kristoff gently kissed her belly. "Let's put you two to bed."

Anna chuckled. "How can you carry me so easily that you just have to raise your arms to kiss my belly?"

The blond gave her a warm smile. "I lift a lot of ice. And you're as light as a feather, feisty. I already told you."

Anna bathed in his love, but pouted. "I'm enormous now. You're just lying."

"No I'm not. Truly, even if you're in the end of your pregnancy, you're still lighter than a block of ice."

The redhead snorted. "Well, thank you for the comparison."

He knew that she wasn't upset, and they chuckled. A silence fell in the corridor as he softly walked and brought her to their bedroom, but Anna was talkative again, and nervous.

"But I did get weight."

Kristoff had to bite into a sigh. He couldn't say it wasn't true, as he hated to lie to her. He simply said: "I don't care."

He had to focus on where he was walking - carpets of the Arendelle castle had bumps at some places - and when he looked down to his wife's face, she was pouting with red cheeks. "You don't?"

"Of course not, feisty."

"I'm not really feisty right now", muttered Anna, underlining his favorite nickname.

Kristoff restrained a sigh once again. "You're tired and not thinking right. Come on, go to sleep."

Anna turned her head. "We're only in the West corridor. The bedroom still is far away."

"You can fall asleep in my arms. I'll tuck you to bed."

She was pouting again, and before she could say anything, he cut her: "I can see your eyelids getting heavy. Come on."

"Hmmm." Simply grumbled Anna.

Silence got longer as Kristoff now faced a stair case, and he climbed it easily. There still was some corridors to walk in, and only then the King noticed how big the distance between the kitchens and their bedroom was. No wonder Anna is so fit, given how many times she must have run between the two when she was younger. Thinking of, the latter opened her eyes and lifted them to her husband again.

"Honey?"

This time, Kristoff didn't restrain a sigh. "What?"

Anna smirked sightly at his annoyance, but kept a serious tone. "Do you really think it's gonna be a girl?"

"Bulda detected it, and she never gets it wrong. So yeah, I believe so."

"Will you like her?"

"Of course, silly. With all my soul. Well, except if she's as annoying as you when it's bed time."

Anna laughed out loud, and suddenly gasped of pain, her hand clenching her belly. "Ouch."

"See? Now stop talking."

"Make me stop." She teased, putting her lips in a smooch form.

He eye-rolled and kissed her. Obviously, it didn't stop her.

"I'm the one who'll not like her if she's named like you suggested."

"What's wrong with my suggestions?" Gasped Kristoff, fakely offended.

"You only gave names based on rock stuff!"

"Those are scientific terms. Your sister approves them."

"Elsa is a nerd. That doesn't count."

"Maybe our daughter will be too. And she'll love it."

Anna puffed, both with laughter and mock. Kristoff rose his head.

"Theeeere we go. Milady, we've arrived to the bedroom."

He used his elbow to open the door, and pushed it to enter. Softly, he laid her down on the sheets, and carefully put them back on her. He put her head on her favorite spot of the pillow, and took a cushion to place it under her back where she needed it. Anna stared at him the whole time, a smile on her lips.

"You're adorable." She muttered, sleep weighting on her words, and her eyes closed.

"You're even more adorable." Smiled Kristoff, and he put a kiss on her forehead. "No, please make me happy and sleep, okay?"

Anna didn't even answer. Kristoff's care and forehead kisses were magical to her. Her mouth dropped, and she started to snore.

He went in the sheets as well, with slow moves to not wake Anna up. He stared at her and passed a hand on her belly, slowly caressing it.

Kristoff suddenly felt a kick from his daughter, not big enough to wake Anna, but he clearly felt it nudge his palm. He laughed silently.

"You too", he whispered. "Go to sleep with Mama."