The air was cold and crisp, there was fog wherever he looked. His hand was inside his pants pocket rubbing roughly on the edge of the broken mirror.
It was very early in the morning, and almost no one was in town. There was the exception of the drunks, who whimsically walked out of the alehouse.
He pulled out his hand from his pocket and stared into the mirror. There was speckles of blood covering the mirror. He had cut himself.
"Show me the queen."
There was the cloud once again, and soon the image of the heiress and her husband together.
He restrained from throwing the magic mirror by taking a deep breath. "Where does she reside!?"
The white mask once more appeared with it's dark eyes lifeless. "Queen Elsa of Arendelle resides in the forest of the town of Salem." The mask faded slowly, revealing Jet Rhyus' completion.
His facial hair had outgrown making him look like an old begger. His hair was long and tangled, dirty from many days. His skin was greasy, and black covered his eyes.
Shoving back the mirror into his pocket he went to the alehouse, he would drink and then head off.
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James received another letter from Berry, his eyes filled with delight upon seeing what his son had written.
Everything was well, and he was happy for Heidi and Amos for their pregnancy.
He had news too, his wife was expecting as well. Though it had to be a secret for now.
He had traveled to many towns, some rich, some more poor, but everything prosperous. He had sent him gifts along with the letter.
Plows, seeds, mason jars with delicious foods.
James smiled as he read the last line of the letter. "We will soon see you all."
He was privileged to have him as his son, even though no blood of his ran through him.
Heidi walked in to her father's deck and suspiciously looked to him. "What's all this father?"
"Berry sent us these gifts from his travels."
She smiled towards her father as his eyes gleamed, "he makes you proud doesn't he father?"
James boomed out in laughter, as he accustomed to do. "I'd be lyin if I said no, daughter."
The hazel eyed girl rolled her eyes, and hugged her big papa with love. "When is he coming back?"
James rose his shoulders and turned to face his daughter, "he doesn't say."
"But we'll be watin fer hem here. He knows his home."
"He does..."
The two sat there with smiles on their faces and looking through the goods that had been sent to them by the prince.
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"No, no, no, no, no." Anna wrinkled her face as the council suggested that they should sign a contract to arrange a marriage between queen Elsa and Jack Frost, Duke of Burgess.
"How could you even suggest I would do that to my sister!?"
She stood from her seat and angirly slammed her hands on the table. "Who do you think you are trying to play match maker? Let Elsa decide if she likes this man or not."
Faustino stood, and though some were against their proposal, most weren't. "princess Anna it's for the best-"
She blushed from anger, "enough with that," she quoted with her fingers, "for the best of the kingdom!"
She crossed her arms, "ok?"
Guinevere grunted as she fanned herself.
"I will not decide in my sister's love life. That is completely up to her. She can chose to be a single woman, or accompanied. She will marry with whom she is comfortable, and we all have to accept that."
She sat back down with a pout on her lips and her brows furrowed together.
"This meeting is officially over. I do not want to hear this nonsense again! Do you all understand!?"
She stood once again only this time more calm. "Let the man conquer her. She is not an easy woman to please, ok? Let him do the work, don't hand over my sister's kingdom to some random royal, who simply, because he can "like" our queen, take over our kingdom! Ok!? We had that almost happen with the late Prince Hans! So please let that be a lesson to us!"
She walked away with her heels clicking on the tile loudly.
She left the council looking at each other, surprisingly they now understood. The princess was right. They could not hand over the kingdom to a stranger. They had to know their motives.
But that in reality was what it was like... marriage of convince.
The princess walked on out and brushed past her sister's childhood room, and oh so quietly slipped inside.
It was large full of books, and clean. It smelled like cinnamon, and it simply reminded Anna of her sister.
She walked over to the single bed in the room and sat there, a goofy grin on her face. "Elsa..."
Her baby began to kick.
"It's been too long since I've seen you..."
She laid back on the bed and comfortably settled. She was missing her suddenly.
Kicking her shoes off she crumbled into a fetal position and began to cry. There was so much she needs to tell her. She was pretending to know what she was doing, and she was losing herself in the process, and her husband. He had gone away to where, she hadn't known... She was losing control.
"Elsa... Please come back."
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The queen flicked her wrist and a mount of snowflakes began to quickly fall.
This was the very first time she would officially show her husband her powers.
Her hands glowed and he sat there in awe as she performed for him. It was the most beautiful art he had ever seen.
There was ice crystals, flakes, shards, beauty... That's what it was.
His body suddenly began to react, and he began to feel chills. It was true it was dangerously beautiful.
She shyly looked down as she saw his nose red from the cold, and dissolved the weather away with another flick.
"It is as unique as you are queen Elsa."
"There is no one like you. No one who can compare..."
He stopped shivering suddenly and held on to her hand. "would you?"
She furrowed her brows, "would I what?"
"Do the honors of letting me ride the ice with you..."
She blushed incredibly, and looked down at her growing abdomen.
"I will never hurt you." His eyes looked to her belly and then he glued them to her own.
Lifting her dress to free her foot she stomped, suddenly everything was frozen and white. Cold and peaceful. So beautiful.
He began slowly to slide with her and softly he began a tune, until the two moved in slow rhythm to his song.
Her eyes stayed on his beautiful face as he softly glided them across the frozen land. There was nothing more she could ask from her life at the moment.
She had found her prince charming, the father to her children, and husband.
It was everything her heart desired for, so many years of loneliness faded in this moment, this time she had no doubt, this time it was real.
He accepted her for who she was, and admired her.
He lovingly touched her cheek and spinned with her in the middle of the ice, his lips purple from the cold.
"Forever in my arms. Stay forever in my arms queen Elsa..."
Her eyes were drowsy and suddenly his were too.
He wasted no time as his lips crashed against hers. She replied as loving as he had kissed her.
There was no time to be wasted. There in the midst of the forest he began to undress.
She flicked her wrist and the snow that was once there faded, the warmth suddenly coming back to them.
He undid his pants and pushed the icy material off her shoulders until it slid off her body to the ground.
The woman in waiting stood there with her hands locked on his chest, she bit at her lip when his hands began to roam her. He was so good to her. She did not deserve him.
He kissed her where her skin was bare, and then he laid her down from under a tree to take her once more in the passion of love.
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Her hair was loose and little specks of grass were here and there. He smelled of her and she of him. The sun was beginning to set, and he rubbed his thumb in circles on her bare shoulder.
There was only a thin sheet of clothes covering their nakedness from the world. His green eyes lingered on her face, and chuckle escaped his lips.
She laid there on his chest her blonde hair loose with a few blades of grass here and there.
They had shared the most beautiful thing a married couple could. Love.
She was asleep on his chest, so he dared not move.
He kept thinking how his life had come to change so much in such a short time. He dreaded the return to Arendelle.
Hans hugged his wife with one arm caressing her skin with the other.
They really did not need to go back. They could elope, and never return he could buy a boat and the two could travel the world together with their growing family. There was nothing that stopped them, they only had each other.
Elsa began to wriggle from his grasp, and a lowly moan escaped her lips as she woke.
With a soft sleepy smile on her lips she faced him, her eyes slightly swollen from sleep, "hello."
He sometimes wondered if she felt self conscious about being with him. Hiding everything from the world, giving up the best interest of her kingdom for him. All for him.
"Hello." He smiled back to her, and she sat up suddenly.
He followed her lead, but placed soft kisses on her shoulders.
"Hans?"
He kept touching her with love and hummed his reply.
"What if this is all just a fantasy?"
He furrowed his brows and finally faced her. "What do you mean?"
"What if... What if this is not real?"
He shook his head, "then I would die... For I have fallen in love with you beyond repair."
Her eyes softened and flashed pink and she blushed.
She made to stand and he did too. He picked at his clothes and began to dress. She simply moved her hands and was fully dressed.
Her dress was big and poofy covering the front of her belly.
"I would like it if we had meal."
He looked to her as he slipped on his shoes. "I would like the same thing."
He walked on over to his horse and helped her mount, so she could be on his lap.
They would eat, and maybe later step into the cathedral. There was some sins he wanted to confess.
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Kristoff slipped inside the castle undetected. He had come home from a hard Long haul of harvesting.
He had done so to stay away from the stressing situation. He brought Sven into the stables and quietly undid his chair and chains, hanging them in their respective place.
He unclothed himself from the outer layers of thick clothes, and hung them too.
He had half a mind of staying with Sven for the night, but he missed his wife dearly so no matter what he would go see her. He didn't care if she was with some important jerk, he would see her. He missed her.
Walking in through the back doors of the castle he smiled. Now that his mind was clear he would talk to his wife and she would understand him. They would be together alone and everything would be alright.
He walked through the corridors, and through the long hallway until he reached Elsa's room. He prepared to knock only to hear muffled laughter.
Pressing his left ear to the door he listened. He could hear his wife giggling and the muffled sound of a man's voice.
Without thought he pushed the double doors open, his eyes landing on his wife sitting on the edge of the bed with Jack snowman or whatever his name was, with his hands on her swollen stomach.
Quickly the young man let go of the princess, and stood to greet the ice harvester.
Kristoffs eyes were wild and locked in on Anna. Her face was red with shame, and she couldn't do anything else but pout.
Without one word the harvester nodded and turned towards the door. With an enormous pain in his heart he walked away not saying on word to her, nor the Duke.
He would take his leave, and there was nothing she could say anymore that could stop him. He could see she had all the company she needed.
Without looking back he shoved the doors to the stables, reassembled the chair for Sven and the sled, and without regret left the castle.
His heart was heavy, but he would not let her humiliate him anymore.
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