The sheer force of the cyclone that easily ripped Elsa's ice barrier apart was further exemplified by the fact both the queen and her sister were now quite literally elevated high above the ground and spinning rapidly within the confines of the miniature tornado. Debris consisting of leaves, stones, and sticks gathered inside the funnel of wind, encircling the tight space dangerously as Elsa and Anna spotted pieces of Olaf amidst the chaos. His voice had been the one they heard screaming. That was one mystery solved, at least.

'Oh, hey, guys!' Olaf's voice was presented from every which way. 'Meet the Wind Spirit!'

Another mystery solved, although Elsa had little doubt. She had difficulty focusing on much else save for Anna's safety, however, and her sister's screams of delight mixed with understandable horror forced Elsa to gauge the situation as hastily as possible.

Was this her first confrontation? It was suggested that she would have to duel each of the four elemental spirits to earn their trust and respect. Had the Wind Spirit initiated this test all on its own?

'Heheh…!'

Speak of the devil.

'Heheh…!

I can hear you, Wind Spirit. I'm here.

'Heh…! Whee…!'

Not one for conversation, are you?

'I think I'm gonna be sick…!' Anna held her hands over her mouth, her clothes flung every which way until she looked like a bundle of black and purple fabric.

'I'd hold your hair back, but I can't find my arms!' Olaf offered, taking the rather dangerous situation they were in lightly, as per usual.

Elsa attempted to get a handle on how best to approach the confrontation, simultaneously keeping an intense eye on her sister's well being. Using magic with Anna being flung around so erratically was risky, but when an overly large tree branch threatened to collide with Anna's head, Elsa was given no further choice, flinging her magic in a projectile of ice and knocking the debris out from the wind.

'Ah…! Heheh…!'

The wind sped up even more then, and Elsa felt her insides turning, the ability to focus on anything whatsoever diminished alongside her sense of space and direction. Multiple stones and tiny branches collided with Elsa, the sharp pains alerting her of Anna's potential risk. She squinted her eyes through the gale, her mind racing and the adrenaline flowing alongside her secondary circuits of mysterious might. The tornado slowed in the queen's eyes, and although she could immediately feel the toll such dormant human sensory took, she could see the multitude of loose projectiles closing in on Anna's screeching form, and with no fewer than six successive blasts of ice, Elsa deflected them all.

'Ooooh…! Heheh! Whee…! Whee…!'

Another shift, but this time, Anna was discarded altogether with Olaf, the Wind Spirit clearly having control of who could stay and who could leave. Elsa prayed Anna landed without injury, and was relieved to be facing this manifestation of nature all on her own now. The loose articles within the extreme gusts of wind proceeded to cut at Elsa's clothes and skin, but it was only when she suddenly felt the impact of the earth upon her back did she realize the Wind Spirit had literally slammed her into the ground, the immediate realization that her spine had taken some level of damage forcing a soundless gasp to squeak in her throat, the queen thrust up without a second to recover and tossed about anew.

'Elsa…! Let her go…!' Anna's demands were distant echoes in Elsa's head, her limp body forced into trying to ready itself for whatever came next.

'Say "no"! Say "no"!'

No…to what…?

'Say "no" to her! Say "no" to her! Bad! Bad! Bad!'

To Anna? Is that what…you mean?

'Yes! Say "no"! Yes! Say "no"!'

Never…!

And slam! Elsa coughed, her vision speckled with dark stars as she was lifted from the earth once again, the ability to regain control of her body beyond challenging as every portion of her sanity screamed at her to simply do as the Wind Spirit asked to avoid injury that might not see recovery – assuming such a thing hadn't already occurred.

'Elsa…! Kristoff! What can we do?'

'I don't know…! I can barely get close to that thing!'

'Throw me at it! I'll save her!'

'You'll just fall apart again!'

'Elsa! No! Let her go! Let her go right now!'

'Anna! Stay back!'

'No! I have to get to her! Kristoff! Stop it!'

Good. Elsa would have to thank that man later. If Elsa herself could barely contend with such a foe, how was Anna to? No. This was Elsa's fight no matter how dire it seemed and how much her body hurt.

'Say "no"! Say "no"!'

I risked…everything to be with her, Wind Spirit. I won't…ever deny what I feel…again…

'Then her! Play with her! Say "no" or I play with her! Heheh!'

Elsa didn't think it possible to have two bursts of raw, untapped energy within such a short span of time, but the moment her infinite imagination gave her current agony to Anna, envisioning her little sister being tossed about and thrust to the earth as Elsa had endured, the ice queen could hold back no more, stretching her arms outright and pushing all the magic she could into two steady streams of incredible power.

'Huh? Huh? Huh!?'

Don't…you dare…

Elsa grit her teeth, her neck strained and her entire body howling in denial of what was forced from it. Elsa's power was so great she remained still while in the eye of the storm. She could feel the wind beginning to slow ever so slightly, but that didn't stop the Wind Spirit from tossing more debris at the queen, one branch going so far as to tear a large gash into her side, close to her ribs.

'Heheh…! Heheh…!'

'What's happening?'

'Elsa's using her magic! She's okay!'

'She's fighting back! Whoa!'

Encouraged by her friends' belief in her, and knowing Anna was waiting outside this chaos, Elsa closed her eyes, channeling one final burst of magic to stay the Wind Spirit's hand once and for all. As she gathered her might, more voices began to circulate around her, but they didn't belong to Anna, Kristoff, or Olaf.

"Prince Agnarr!" She heard a man yell.

Prince Agnarr? As in her father? What was happening?

As Elsa managed to slow the Wind Spirit's force, she landed upon the ground, the wind attempting to press in closer if it couldn't whip her about anymore, the debris continuing to cut the queen every which way.

"Was that magic?" That young man's voice again.

"What's your name?" A girl now.

"For Arendelle." A deep, prideful voice.

"Oh, no! You're hurt…!" The girl once more.

As the whispers of another time encircled her, Elsa finally completed charging her final defiance of the Wind Spirit, and with all the power she could manage in this singular moment, Elsa sent out a wave of ice magic, instantly stopping the cyclone and freezing everything around her within a tiny radius.

'Elsa…!' Anna was on her within seconds, holding her sister and wiping the dishevelled hair from her marked up face. 'Oh, Elsa! What did it do to you? Oh, my gosh!'

Sven howled, and Olaf was yammering frantically about how the Wind Spirit seemed fine when it was playing with him.

'I'll…uh…get some ointments from the wagon.' Kristoff sounded off, as if distracted.

'I'll…' Elsa gasped, her body cutting her short as she held her sides, her legs giving out and bringing both herself and Anna to the ground. Her back hurt. It hurt so much. She was wheezing, and despite her efforts to numb the pain with the little magic she had remaining, Elsa could tell the Wind Spirit had managed to truly inflict harm on her.

'E-Elsa…! What can I do for you…? Oh, gosh! Your dress…! And there are so many cuts!'

Elsa tried to speak again, but only a squeak came out, and this simply served to make her little sister more hysterical, tears freely flowing from her empathetic eyes.

'Elsa…!'

'Here.' Kristoff knelt next to the queen, handing Anna some of the medicine, from what Elsa could tell. Her vision was going. The throbbing in her back was becoming too much. 'The way she's moving I'm thinking something happened to her chest or back. Where does it hurt the most, Elsa?'

'B…b…' Elsa huffed, and Kristoff nodded, easing her onto the ground, which surprisingly helped some.

'Stay here. Let me get some of the blankets.' Kristoff rushed back to the wagon while Anna held Elsa's hand, her face a complete mess and red as she sobbed uncontrollably. Elsa hated it. She couldn't stand seeing Anna cry so. It made her tear up as well, wishing she hadn't been injured so much sequentially. Was the rest of the journey going to be like this? The elemental spirits commanded such might. Elsa was completely overwhelmed by wind, of all things. What would the Earth, Fire, and Water Spirit be like? Was she in over her head with her ice magic when compared to the original elements of the world?

'I'm sorry…' Anna cried. 'I'm sorry I couldn't do anything, Elsa…'

'A-Anna…' Elsa managed, being flat on the ground enabling her some near-delirious speech. 'It's…fine. I'll be fine.'

'H-hah…' Anna whimpered, bringing Elsa's hand to her face, her cheeks soaked. 'I-I'm not going anywhere, Elsa. I'm right here.'

Elsa grinned wryly, and she was suddenly being lifted again as gently as humanely possible, it seemed.

'Tuck the blankets under her, Anna. There you go. Good.' Kristoff instructed as he lowered the queen. 'The freaky ice sculptures aside, this is a decent clearing to rest, and I don't think it's smart to move her until we know if something really bad happened to her back.'

'Ice…?' Elsa coughed.

'…Sculptures?' Anna finished, perking up and glancing around. Elsa tried to do the same, but it was hard to move her neck. Anna's gasp gave Elsa more reason to be curious, her sister clearly itching to examine the creations more closely.

How could Elsa have possibly created such a spectacle? Did it have something to do with the voices she had heard near the end of her confrontation? She gripped Anna's hand tightly, trying to sit herself up and failing.

'Elsa! Relax. I'll take a look and then tell you what I see. How about that?'

Elsa truthfully didn't love the idea, but her back gave her little choice.

'Okay…' Elsa muttered stubbornly.

This gave Anna leave to get up and begin examining the sculptures, her excited and intrigued sounds of investigation irking Elsa even more. She felt ridiculous simply laying in the middle of the forest as such.

'Whoa…' Anna continued. 'They're like a story or something. Super crazy! Look at this sword! And this girl holding this boy. Is he hurt? It seems windy around them. Yikes. This guy does not seem friendly. Settle down, Mister!'

'The detail is incredible. How is this kind of thing even possible?' Kristoff also appraised, ever happy to see a good collection of ice.

'I…heard voices in the wind.' Elsa revealed, staring into pockets of the sky she could barely see through the mass collection of leaves and trees above her. 'Perhaps these sculptures…are like a moment in time. The same time…' Elsa winced, her back pinching. 'The same time I was hearing within…the Wind Spirit.'

'Hm.' Anna was thinking, and Elsa could picture her cupping her chin cutely. 'Oh! Oh! Olaf! What was that thing you said earlier?'

'My theory on how advancing technology will act as both our savior and doom?'

'What? No. Not…not that one!'

'Oh…! You must be referring to the one about cucumbers.'

Sven moaned happily, likely hungry.

'Not even close.' Anna sighed. 'The thing about water.'

'Oh, yeah!' Olaf sounded even more hyperactive than usual. 'Water has memory. The water that makes up you and me has passed through at least four or five people or animals before us. It remembers everything.'

Elsa blinked. If that was true…what did that mean about the sculptures? Were they moments of the past contained within the Wind Spirit's memory? If only she could see them. This was so frustrating.

'Oh! The wind is back!' Olaf giggled. 'I think I'll name you…Gale.'

'Olaf! Get back! That thing did a number on Elsa!' Kristoff called out.

'Hey! I have a bone to pick with you!'

The Wind Spirit had returned? Elsa panicked. She was in absolutely no condition to fight it again. What would she do? How could she protect Anna?

A light breeze passed over Elsa, and her fears only grew worse.

'No! Don't you dare!' Anna charged forward, possibly flailing about, based on the sounds of her clothes.

'Win. Win. Win.'

You…accept defeat?

'Win. Win. Win. Friend. Friend. I help.'

'Get off of her!'

'Wait…Anna.' Elsa calmed her sister, and the Wind Spirit enveloped her, passing through her clothes and filling Elsa with a soothing remedy, as if its powers were caressing her own, aligning with the magical circuits she believed she had and applying further reinforcement to her back's pain.

'W-what's happening?' Kristoff questioned first.

'Gale's helping Elsa!' Olaf offered.

'I-is that true, Elsa?' Anna gripped her sister's hand.

In another moment, Elsa was lifted gently to her feet, and although her back was still in obvious discomfort, she could stand, and recognized that the Wind Spirit had somehow done…something to help her with her immediate injury.

'I…I can stay on my feet, at least.' Elsa admitted.

'Weak. Weak. I weak. Three more. Strong. Much stronger.'

I can imagine.

'The Wind Spirit has accepted its defeat. It is now our ally.' Elsa relayed. 'It's speaking to me in a broken language, but there is no need to be concerned now. It has provided me some of its strength in order to hasten my recovery.'

'Whoa.' Kristoff was wide-eyed.

'Heh! Leave it to my sister to best one of the four elements of nature!' Anna leaned into Elsa, who almost buckled at the pressure. 'Ah! Sorry! My bad!'

'It's okay, Anna.' Elsa giggled, the relief that came with the conclusion to this particular duel helping her relax into the current mystery of her present. 'I'm more curious about these frozen individuals.'

'Right? Most of them look like warriors or something.' Anna brought her sister over to each one, Elsa recognizing the family emblem upon one of the more clearly depicted individuals, his sword raised in preparation for a fight.

'Arendellian? Really? I-I mean, I suppose it makes sense, considering what Grand Pabbie told us, but I still find this difficult to believe. Our army was here?'

'And check this one out, Elsa. The girl and the boy!' Elsa was led over to a rather elaborate piece, a boy clearly in some kind of trouble while a girl helped him. The Wind Spirit fluttered by both sisters in apparent excitement, urging them to pay more attention.

Anna chuckled as her clothes went awry, but then her face went serious, and Elsa gasped, now capable of taking in both figures much more closely than she could in her dreams and visions.

'Father…?' Anna asked softly.

'You notice it, too, Anna?' Elsa encouraged. 'The facial structure.'

'That nose!'

'The hair!'

Elsa felt Anna's hand grip her own anew, a wave of emotion hitting the queen like a tonne of bricks.

'But who's the girl? What's with her clothes?' The younger sister peered in a little more closely as Elsa gathered her composure, ever quick to find herself in a compromised state when anything involved their parents.

'She's definitely Northuldra.' Kristoff contributed.

'Is that you with them, Gale?' Olaf asked.

The Wind Spirit whished about, playing with the leaves before returning to the group.

Who is this girl?

'Friend! Friend! Close friend! Close friend with Mother!'

Mother? Mine or yours?

'Mother to everyone! Mother! Mother!'

It was frustrating trying to extract information from the Wind Spirit. Elsa had spoken to a totally coherent spirit within Arendelle, during the elemental attack. Which spirit was it? Perhaps he would have more answers. These spirits had so much knowledge, after all, as the sculptures had clearly revealed. They had been around since the beginning, from what Elsa could gather.

'She's cute.' Anna concluded. 'And I'm glad she helped dad. I wonder if she had a crush on him…'

'Always with the romantics.' Elsa moaned.

'Hey! Not always always. Just sometimes always.'

'Huh?' Olaf remarked.

'Definitely an interesting clue.' Kristoff glanced around, nodding to Sven. 'And honestly, it might not be a bad idea to actually set up camp here, despite Elsa being able to move again. With these sculptures around us, they could potentially scare away any hostile wildlife that might live in the forest. Thoughts?'

Elsa grimaced. Her body told her she needed rest no matter how much the Wind Spirit had magically helped her in recovering, but her mind wanted to push on and see what was beyond the dam.

'…I agree.' The queen forced herself to say.

'Good.' Anna nudged her sister ever so lightly. 'Because I totally wasn't in the mood to force you down into bed.'

'It wouldn't be the first time.' Elsa winked, and Anna's mouth dropped before she looked around nervously, notably relaxing when she realized Kristoff was already unloading what he needed from the wagon.

'Elsa!' She yell/whispered. 'We should be careful! We don't know if he'll actually understand what we're talking about anymore without the spirits influencing things.'

As if answering Anna, the Wind Spirit brushed through and around the sisters.

'Wrong! Wrong! Yucky! Yucky!'

You still feel that way after meeting me in person, Wind Spirit?

'…Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.'

Elsa felt the gust of wind push around the ground before returning to Olaf, seemingly enjoying the snowman's reactions to its natural playfulness.

'Anyway, when it's not, you know, breaking your back, the Wind Spirit is kind of cute, isn't it?'

'Agreed.' Elsa had to admit. 'I almost feel its opinion of me was warped by one of the more powerful spirits. It's like a child, really.'

'I get that impression, too.' Anna agreed, shifting her focus to the mountain man. 'I'm going to help Kristoff with setting up, okay? You take as much of a break as you need. You're not allowed to do a thing until tomorrow, got it?'

'Is that an order?' Elsa laughed.

'You know it is!' Anna took a step toward Kristoff, but then turned and hugged Elsa gently, apparently scared of hurting her. 'I'm so happy you're okay. That was brutal…'

'It was. I used everything I had to stop the Wind Spirit's power.'

A beat, with the lingering question between the sisters casting more of a shadow than the setting sun.

'You gonna be okay?' Anna simplified the need to know.

'I have to be. For Arendelle. For me. For us. For our future together.'

'Right.' Anna nodded. 'Right. Right.'

'I'll fight any battle to guarantee a future with you, Anna. You know this.'

'I do…'

Elsa could see the hesitation in Anna's furtive glances, and she huffed in frustration, taking the girl's wrist and bringing her in close.

'Perhaps we both have different visions of the perfect future, Anna. That's normal. We've come to the point in our lives where we have to consider what forever truly looks like. I want to be with you no matter what. And for the two of us to be as happy as can be, some compromise on both fronts may need to take place.' Elsa hugged her sister, her back pinching uncomfortably but not to the point of making her pain obvious to the younger woman. Elsa bit back the troublesome reminder of her battle in order to continue easing her precious sister's worry. 'I'm willing to have that discussion when this is all over. Understand? I'm willing to explore all possibilities available to us.'

'…You mean it, huh?' Anna grinned adorably.

'Of course. I wouldn't lie to you.'

'Okay. Thanks, Elsa.'

'Thank-you.' Elsa corrected.

'Huh?'

'…Just go. We'll have more time to talk tonight.'

'Fine. But don't think I'll forget!'

'I know you won't.' Elsa watched longingly as her sister popped over to Kristoff, the man obviously thrilled to have her all to himself.

Fine. Elsa thought. There's no need to be jealous. Not at all. Not even slightly…

'Mm…mm…mm…' Elsa hummed into her pillow within a cozy tent, Anna's hands providing her own version of magic upon the queen as they settled into bed. Half of Elsa's body was exposed, with multiple blankets covering the rest of her. Anna tickled the queen's bare back, her touch causing thousands of goosebumps to pervade Elsa's skin. Without any influence from the spirits dissuading such interactions, Elsa would admit that her lower half was burning with desire despite her body aching now that the Wind Spirit's temporary sedation had worn off.

'Is that nice?' Anna asked cruelly, the heat from her closeness only adding fuel to the fire. Her naked chest pressed against Elsa's shoulder, the torturous intimacy of their contact within the covers maddening.

'Beyond the word…' Elsa whimpered, shivering again and again. She already had her hand between her legs, subtly applying the softest of encouragement to her throbbing suggestions. Hopefully Anna hadn't noticed, because Elsa found the act not only intoxicating, but it helped distract her mind from the battles ahead enough to begin lulling her into a hopeful sleep.

'You worked hard today, Elsa. This is the least I can do.' Anna spoke softly into her sister's ear. Another shiver. This girl was so unconsciously arousing.

'If this is to be my reward each time…' Elsa twitched, her groin burning with an itch of desire. '…I can only wish there were more than four elemental spirits…'

'Heheh…' Anna muffled her laugh with a pillow, kissing Elsa's neck. 'If you weren't in so much pain, I would totally do more for you. This is super nice. No recoil. No doubt. It's like the first time – except we both know what we're doing.'

'Don't remind me.' Elsa groaned, although she reflected on the night she and Anna had finally made love after years of subconsciously yearning for one another. It was awkward, but it was also so very, very beautiful in Elsa's mind. 'And don't tease me. This Enchanted Forest must be doing something to my head, because I am losing my mind, Anna.'

'Elsa…?' Anna raised a brow, and Elsa mushed her face in the pillow, gasping as she allowed her hips to sway a little within the covers.

'I want to…' Elsa mumbled. 'Please.'

'B-but Kristoff is right out there, and we might not get away with it again if one of us messes up.'

'I know.' Elsa bit her lower lip, meeting her sister's eyes and knowing she could win her over considering she rarely acted so needy. 'But it's been so long. And what if the influence of the spirits starts anew? It would be such a waste.'

'Oh, boy…' Anna exhaled. 'I know what I said a second ago, but it's super risky…And it's not like we didn't just…you know. Like, last night.'

'Fine.' Elsa pouted, partially joking and somewhat serious. 'I'll do it myself.'

'Hey! Not fair!' Anna reached within the covers and her eyes went wide when she felt Elsa's arm, understanding what her sister had begun. 'Oh, my gosh!'

'I told you.' Elsa shrugged.

'We're in the Enchanted Forest, on the eve of fighting more of those spirits, and my sister wants to get frisky. Nobody would believe I'm the reserved one with this kind of stuff!'

'I would propose we are even and it's circumstantial.' Elsa corrected. 'I simply find value in the distraction…and it helps me fall asleep.'

'True. You do tend to get drunk tired afterward. Kinda rude, really.'

'Oh…' Elsa blushed. 'That is rather inconsiderate.'

The sisters tried not to burst into laughter, and then Anna looked into her older sibling's eyes, shaking her head in defeat.

'Okay.' Anna breathed, shuffling in the blankets. 'It's not like I don't want to. It's you; I'm basically always willing. But you need to take it easy, okay? Let me do everything.'

'That's not…' Elsa started to object.

'Nope. I'm not asking. Rest your body and let me work my own magic.'

'Oh, Anna…' Elsa turned onto her back gingerly, holding her breath until she managed to position herself. 'You're too good to me.'

'Somebody's got to perform for the queen when she's out here working herself to the bone for Arendelle.' Anna disappeared under the blankets, and Elsa's body instantly quivered in anticipation. 'I'm honoured to be that lucky, law-abiding citizen.'

Elsa's vision blurred the moment she felt Anna's tongue pressing against her longing body, her pulse spiking and wishes fulfilled instantly. Her stomach was turning in unrestrained pleasure, and she held Anna's head under the sheets with one hand while massaging her breasts with the other.

'A-ah…' Elsa let the sound escape through a clenched mouth, her vision squinted shut.

It was amazing. She couldn't recall the last time making love with Anna felt so good. Between their busy lives and the spirits influencing the ability to enjoy the moment fully, Elsa was in ecstasy now, trying her best not to groan too loudly as Anna used her fingers and mouth to push her over the edge without hesitation.

'Anna…Anna…' Elsa moaned.

Anna traced up from Elsa's groin with her tongue, kissing her stomach, and then reaching her right breast, sucking upon the tip and encircling it with the flawless amount of restraint. After the tiniest of nibbles, Elsa's whole body twitched, and she sighed with the release, heaving amidst her submission.

'You're super sensitive today…' Anna whispered, moving to Elsa's other breast and repeating the incredible chain of events.

'I've missed you…' Elsa confessed, the sensation of Anna's body brushing her own only adding to the deluge of warmth.

'I'm always right by your side, Elsa…or on top of you.' Anna grinned, the sight of her eyes looking up to Elsa as she lathered the queen's pale skin impossibly poignant.

'H-hah…!' Elsa quivered again, and Anna's finger filled her, urging the queen to pine for further acts with a subtle swivel of her waist. 'Y-yes…More…'

'I guess so! You weren't kidding around about wanting this, huh?' Anna giggled, kissing Elsa affectionately, their mouths full and moist, lips slipping about one another's in pure love and adoration.

'Mm…!' Elsa drowned in her own rapturous renewal, gripping Anna's bottom and positioning her body upon the queen's leg to better serve her as well.

'D-don't…' Anna begged, evidence of her own longing apparent upon her sister's skin already. 'I'm too loud. They'll hear us.'

'It's not fair.' Elsa whined, but Anna continued where their kissing had been interrupted, and the queen relaxed into the exchange, Anna's technique under the covers more polished than ever as Elsa's senses shook in release for the second time within the span of minutes.

'Is that good, Elsa?' Anna asked cutely, kissing her older sister's neck.

'H-hah…ah…Y-you're…rather deep…' Elsa's view of this beautiful girl before her blurred again, and she experienced her love utterly unfiltered, her voice rising in her throat as they embraced rhythmically, Anna's breasts pressed against Elsa's, and her hand massaging between her legs with practised wisdom.

'Oh…o-oh…!' Elsa wheezed, lost in the moment and praying it would never end until the unthinkable happened and the tent's door flapped open, Kristoff appearing with a lantern and a dazed look about him prior to his expression widening in confusion and surprise, silence immediately encapsulating the tiny area.

'I…thought you were in pain…Elsa…' The man uttered in perfect confusion.

Anna twitched, hastily flipping off of Elsa and to the side in the bedding, trying to act nonchalant in a flurry of stammered responses.

'N-nope! Nothing in your eye, Elsa! You're good! I-I know it hurts, and it's probably from all that wind, but I couldn't see anything!' Anna tried, likely banking on the influence of the spirits to assist.

'Thank-you, Anna…' Elsa breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

'Uh…' Kristoff shook his head, squinting curiously and then appearing to be anything but sure of what he was seeing in that moment or before.

This was it. Whatever the man said next could change the entire journey. Had Elsa made a terrible mistake? Would Kristoff abandon the adventure? Were Elsa's chances to learn about her past and save Arendelle compromised due to her ridiculous affections that simply couldn't wait for some unfathomable reason? The man had proven to be more than an asset on the journey thus far, the supper and setup for the night just hours prior a testament to his ability to easily survive in the wild. Could Elsa guarantee the same level of comfort for her sister if his reaction was anything but appalled?

What was wrong with her…?

Elsa almost laughed. That was the question all her life, wasn't it?

However, any urge to show the slightest notion of humour was nipped instantaneously by Kristoff's eventual reaction.

'Anna…' His voice croaked. 'Why…were you kissing Elsa?'