The royal adviser wrinkled his nose with disgust and disdain.
"This wedding to come is unlawful. You are a princess!" He blurted to Anna. "We need to find you a suitor!"
Elsa looked at him with such anger in her eyes that Anna and Kristoff were pretty sure he would turn to ice if he met her gaze.
The adviser crossed his arms. "You have to resign to that decision. It can't be."
Elsa's eye almost twitched.
"Oh, it can't be?"
The man turned around at her sarcasm, and got worried when her eyes acted like daggers.
"So according to you, if he's no prince, he can't marry Anna, is that it?"
"Absolutely", solemnly answered the adviser, who genuinely thought that she asked that seriously.
Elsa had a sarcastic smile.
"You know that we still haven't made it official that Anna will be Queen, right?"
The man didn't see how that was relevant, and frowned. "Uh... Yes?"
"So tell me... As the Queen, I can make Kristoff knight, can't I?"
He widened his eyes, and she kept going.
"And once he's knight, I can make him lord. Don't I have this power, adviser?"
He gulped, and Anna and Kristoff looked at each other with confusion and amusement.
Elsa slowly put her hands on the meeting table and stared at the adviser even stronger.
"And once I make him lord, I can make him Prince."
"Well... That's... I..."
Kristoff's eyes widened, and he blushed, while Anna's smile was getting bigger every second.
Elsa turned to her friend. "Kristoff, you don't mind being Prince, do you?"
The blonde man blabbered. "Well, I don't know if that's..."
Elsa winked. "No responsibilities, worry not. Just the title."
Anna giggled and nudged him, and Kristoff agreed with a nervous shrug. "I don't mind it."
"It's official then."
The adviser erupted, red as a beet. "You can't possibly do this!"
"Oh, I assure you I can." Said Elsa with an imposing calm.
He trembled in anger, searching for an argument, but had none. She clearly knew all the details. He was about to say something, but Elsa gently cut him.
"I can attest you that as long as I'm alive, Anna and Kristoff will get married if that's what they want."
The adviser was so furious that he packed his stuff and walked out of the room in fury.
Anna burst into laughter once he was away.
"Elsa, you dork!"
The Queen smiled at the nickname.
"Are you... Are you serious?" Asked Kristoff, blushing. "Do you really want to make me a prince?"
Elsa noticed his embarrassement and smiled. "It was all a bluff."
She then worried.
"I can cancel the idea if it makes you uncomfortable. All I want for you two is to be happy. If for that, I have to make a ceremony, then I shall."
Anna giggled and hugged her sister, and Kristoff joined the hug with a laugh.
