A/N: Henlo! I feel like I need some time to figure out all th stuff I want to write about in this story, so don't expect daily updates. And just like in "My Dear Queen" we start with a few shorter chapters.

But that's okay. I hope you'll enjoy it!

Cassandra groaned in frustration as soon as she was left alone in the throne room. People came here to complain, and as the Queen, it's her duty to listen and make Ovrilon a much better place. But it wasn't easy. Sometimes people told her complete nonsense, tiring her already troubled mind. Her eyes felt heavy as she slowly closed them, her body almost melting as she leaned back against her throne.

She only opened her grey orbs when she heard the door opening, the sound of a certain blonde making her way towards her lover. Cassandra smiled, her body and mind lightening up at the comforting sight of Elsa. "Hi, Snowflake. You look beautiful today." The Queen seemed tired, and even the Fifth Spirit could sense that. She yawned as Elsa walked closer, relaxing in her seat.

"You skipped dinner." She said as she stopped right before the older woman. "And you also didn't show up at lunch." The blonde reached down and poked her lover's face, but she didn't move. Instead, she just closed her eyes again and paid no attention to her fiancée. "Cassandra, you promised me something." She sighed and pinched the Queen's nose, earning a small yelp in return. Cassandra finally opened her orbs and rose from her seat, towering above Elsa. "Cass..." The blonde placed her hand on the raven-haired woman's chest, their gaze meeting as she spoke softly. "We had an agreement."

Sighing, Cass slid her arms around Elsa's waist, keeping their bodies close in a tight embrace. The refreshing coldness of Elsa calmed her, and she immediately felt like she's not that tired anymore. "No matter how busy I am, I'll always be by your side at night to hold you close and express my love for you."

"That's why you need to come with me right now. No excuses." Freeing herself from the Queen, Elsa took Cassandra by her hand. "You've been working all day, and you barely ate." She guided the raven-haired woman out of the room, guiding her towards their wing of the castle. "Last night, you refused to cuddle with me because you just wanted to bury your face in your pillow and sleep until next week. I'm having none of that, Cassandra."

Normally, Cass would've chuckled and kissed Elsa, but right now, she wished for nothing but to follow her lead and fall asleep next to the blonde. There are days the tiredness comes in both forms, physical and mental. Today is exactly like that. So Cassandra just smiled weakly and allowed Elsa to drag her along the hallways until they reached the grand entrance of their shared bedroom. Elsa gently guided the tired one inside, and too exhausted to do anything else, Cass kicked her shoes off and fell on her side of the bed.

Cass almost melted into the mattress as Elsa climbed to her own side and shifted closer to her. The blonde pressed herself against her lover, an arm wrapped around Cass' toned body as she smiled. She fell for her harder than a slip on ice. The ache of longing to be with her was finally gone as she sensed Cassandra's warmth, the same feeling that's trapped in the chambers of her heart. When Cass failed to spend more time with her, it was like a torment she was unprepared for. She missed her with every fiber of her being, her presence, soft kisses, and loving words. And now, she's there, sleeping soundly in Elsa's arms.

"I hear wedding bells!" Anna chirped as she hugged her sister, smiling as she gave the same treatment to Cassandra. "I'm so happy for you two!" The Queen of Arendelle gasped, her eyes wandering all around the ballroom. "And those decorations! You guys nailed it!"

"Thank you, Anna. But where's Kristoff?" Asked Cassandra, a slight concern in her voice.

"Well..." The redhead gulped. "I think he got lost. But it's okay; he'll get here somehow!"

Chuckling nervously, Elsa smiled at her sister. Anna is glowing. It's hard not to notice her growing belly, the sign of a new being getting ready to come to life. "Pregnancy suits you." She seemed happy for Anna, but Cassandra could hear the envy in her voice.

"Thank you, sis." The redhead opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it and opened it again. "We've been thinking about names with Kristoff. We believe we are having a boy, but..." She paused for a moment and giggled awkwardly. "I just wanted to know what you might say if we named our baby after our parents."

"I-" Elsa's eyes widened in surprise. Her precious parents, the people who were there for her for more than a decade after her accident with Anna. But she wants nothing for her sister but happiness, even if that makes her heart ache. "If that's what you want, I have no intention to stop you." She smiled weakly, hiding the pain that her words left behind.

"Hello, ladies!" A familiar male voice reached the women's ears, making them turn around to see its owner. It was Zander, Cassandra's uncle dressed in his uniform. "Hope you don't mind, but I'd like to steal the Queen for a moment."

"Which one?" Asked Cassandra with a giggle, while she exchanged glances with Anna.

Sighing, Zander turned his attention to his niece. "You, dumbhead."

"Alright, I'm going with you. But with one condition! Get yourself a girlfriend, Zander!" Said Cass with laughter in her eyes.

The man rolled his eyes while the Arendellian sisters giggled. "I'm afraid that's not going to happen. Now come with me, your royal ass majesty." Zander grabbed Cassandra by her shoulder and led her away to do whatever they have to. It troubled Elsa, because Cass is spending more and more time working on the wedding, and making Ovrilon better.

"Was that Zander and Cassandra?" Elsa jumped as she heard a voice from behind herself, and turned around to pair it with a body. "I haven't seen these two in ages!" The woman seemed to be in her late fifties or early sixties. Her head is topped with long, grey hair and she's got light blue eyes. She's small, but her looks slightly reminded Elsa of Wulfacar. "What an ungrateful child! She hasn't visited me since I taught her how to use her powers!"

"What are you talking about?" Asked Elsa under her breath, her voice almost a faint whisper.

The stranger raised an eyebrow. "You don't know who I am?" Elsa shook her head. She had no idea who this woman is, and it made her scared. "Well, Cassandra is truly ungrateful, then. I taught her so much, and you can't even recognize me!" She paused to take a deep breath, regaining her composure. "My name is Jezebeth, Cassandra's aunt."

Elsa wondered if she ever heard of this woman, but then the memory of Cassandra revealing her darkest secret came to her mind. "As soon as I recovered, I traveled to my aunt. She has powers, just like I do now. Healing, water magic, illusion. She's...my father's older sister — a magician."

"A-and Wulfacar's si-sister," Elsa claimed, eyes wide and her voice slightly trembling at the realization.

It seemed like Jezebeth's mood lightened up, a smile forming on her face. "I take it as you might've heard of me after all. Now tell me, my child, aren't you Elsa of Arendelle?"

"I am." Replied the blonde. Anna watched them with concern, feeling a slight worry in her chest.

The magician woman joyfully gasped and closed the distance between them, pulling in Elsa for a tight hug. "Oh, dear! You have no idea how happy I am to finally meet you! Come, let us bond! I'll tell you cute and embarrassing childhood stories about Cassandra!"

Who knows, maybe Jezebeth isn't so bad after all.