It had to be a dream. An exhausting one, no doubt, but the most beautiful and happy one I had ever had.

The day had been busy. We essentially spent it on preparing ropes and wooden sticks with which to destroy my precious dress to turn it into a colorful tent all over the middle of the meadow, as if that vast expanse of dry straw were our peculiar garden.

We also invested a lot of time in removing herbs from the surroundings of the tent to avoid the proximity of an excess of insects and to have a comfortable area where to build a bonfire that Kristoff lit with amazing skill and, finally, we got ready to rest under the moonlight.

"Maybe tomorrow I should try fishing for something," he commented lying on the ground with his arms crossed behind his head as he lost his gaze in the sky.
"How?"
"Dunno. I guess getting in with some kind of wooden harpoon."
"In the sea?!"
"Where do you plan to get the fish from?"
"No way!"
"No?"
"No! Don't go back in there!"
"Anna…"

"Please… no… I don't want to lose you, please."
"You're not going to lose me just because the water covers me by my waist."
"You don't know that! What if there are any poisonous fish? What if there are sharks? What if there is a well to the center of the earth?"
"I see quite unlikely the last one, but okay. I guess we can run with what we find for now. If it is not enough, we will have to find a solution, though."
"I am willing to lick every millimeter of lichen from that forest in order not to go back in there."
"Oh, I already was counting on the lichen."
"What? Really?"
"You'd be surprised how much lichen I've eaten so far."

Surprised and a little disgusted, I realized how many things I didn't know about that man who was smiling at me despite his exhaustion. What would his family be like? Would he miss them? What would he have been like as a teenager? What would he have wanted to be when he grew up when he was a child?

"You miss Elsa?"

Maybe I wasn't the only one thinking about how the other would feel…

"I wouldn't say that I miss her. Rather, I'm worried about her. I could hear her screaming from the water. She probably thinks we're dead."
"You think she will search for you?"
"I don't know. I suppose they will search the area, but… you can't traverse the entire planet in search of someone who probably rests at the bottom of the ocean, don't you think?"
"What would you have done if you were her?"
"I would have rummaged even in the bottom of the ocean…"

Kristoff got up, sat behind me embracing me with his legs and allowing me to rest on his torso, and began to gently caress my head.

"But she's different, you know?" I added. "She is down to earth and has a kingdom to rule. I don't think it will take them long to celebrate our funeral and move on."

His caresses passed to my arms and tentatively to my belly as the rhythm of his breathing made me rise and fall slowly and firmly.

"Do you think it would be better if we settled further inside the forest?" I asked giving myself to the sweetness of his caresses.
"Why?"
"It would be more discreet."
"We have not seen or heard any dangerous animals. What should we hide from?"

Should I really tell him what I was thinking? How good would it be for him to be condemned to live on that island forever?

"You… do you want us to be found?" I asked scared to know his answer.
"I think it would be good that you were in a safer place."
"And, what then? When they found us and we returned to Arendelle… what would become of us?"

His caresses ceased and his arms held me tightly against his body as he buried his face in my hair.

"I suppose that you would end up marrying a handsome prince who didn't like the sea and that I would quit my job and go back to the mountains to try to earn a living until sorrow carried me out of this miserable world."
"Wow, how dramatic."
"But plausible."
"You think I would marry another man?"
"I think we both know that you would have no choice."

I bowed my head back in tears and thanked God for being there with him instead of arranging a marriage I didn't want.

"But if that is the case, please, let it be with someone less ass kisser than Hans."

I turned to him and saw him grimacing.

"You don't like Hans?" I asked fiddling with his bangs.
"I hate him," he answered flatly.
"Why?" I inquired again pretending innocence knowing perfectly what the answer was.
"Because I've seen how he possessed you with his eyes. I've seen him touch your skin with his fine white gloves and I've wished with all my might that he never knew what your touch really was. I've seen how he proposed to you without thinking about how you were feeling, and I have imagined his body over yours more times than is healthy, making you enjoy and giving you a family."

It was his tears that escaped that time, but I didn't know if they were because of the pain of the memory or of the relief of the present.

I lovingly caressed his already scratchy cheeks and wiped away each of the tears that ran down them.

"There will never be a man for me more than you. I would never enjoy being in the arms of another. I would never give myself to him."
"Anna…"

"Yes?"
"Since we woke up on this island, I have been the happiest man in the world, …"
"I'm happy with you too, Kristoff. I never imagined that we would have this luck."
"…but…"
"But?"
"But… I don't know how long we will be able to maintain this. Do you think we will adapt? Or will we just live badly until an infection or malnutrition itself overtakes us? If... if they happen to find us, I want you to go back and be happy, even if it's not with me."
"You, idiot! If you say one more time that I can be happy without you, I'm going to be sure to check it by throwing you down a cliff! I'm telling you it has to be you, you hear me?! Does it get into your head?!"
"Okay, okay, I get it, feisty-pants."

A grin of genuine happiness crossed his face, erasing all the anger from mine at the stroke of a pen.

"I love you, Anna."
"Love you, Kristoff."

And so, rolling on the earthy soil of an island lost in the middle of nowhere, our lips joined (bilaterally at last) sealing our love.