Iduna appreciates the love and support of last chapter, even if she pretends not to.

Guest - no. Consent gained through coercion or out of fear is not consent, and Iduna knew if she didn't 'allow' it, he would have done it anyway, or worse, she'd have been left to the crew. It was not consensual on her part, but Iduna wasn't about to give her daughters graphic descriptions was she?

Also, the term is sex worker, not prostitute. And yes, it's fine to be a sex worker, if you are doing it consensually.

Kira007Goddess of Chaos - I have seen Frozen 2, yes. I don't intend on putting anything from Frozen 2 in Found, if I go down the route of re-writing Frozen 2 with Iduna/Elsa/Anna, it'll be a sequel. Remember, there's a three year gap between the movies to fill!
Also, please keep spoilers out of the comments section. Not everyone has seen the movie yet.

-IEA-

"I hadn't realised you learned to dance."

There. She'd brought it up. Iduna watched various thoughts flicker across Elsa's face, fork raised half way to her mouth as she obviously attempted to figure out when Iduna had seen her dancing. Anna was still chewing, but her eyes darted between mother and sister repeatedly. At least she wasn't speaking with her mouth full. Eventually, Elsa glanced around, ascertaining they were alone for the moment as the three shared lunch while Iduna was still recovering in her bed.

"When did you see me dancing?"

"In the ballroom, with Anna."

Her daughters shared a look, then both sets of eyes widened at the same time.

"I told you I heard something."

Swallowing hard, Anna nodded.

"Yeah, yeah you did. You saw that?"

Iduna nodded. Elsa should have been taught to dance for formal occasions, but even with gloves, she'd refused to touch anybody, and so her lessons had been stalled until she learned to control them, Agnarr always certain it would all be fine by the next year. And then the next, and the next...

"I did."

"I taught her. It was revenge"

"Revenge?"

Taking a few glugs of her drink, Anna nodded, already giggling to herself a little as Elsa smiled at her sister. Iduna had to look away for a second, still struggling to deal with the way they looked at one another.

"Right, so, at Elsa's coronation, before all the ice and stuff, the Weasel Duke-"

"The who?"

She hadn't meant to interrupt, but Iduna was already lost.

"The Duke of Weselton, or as we call it, Weaseltown."

Elsa corrected, before falling silent to let Anna continue.

"Right, so, the Weasel guy came up and asked Elsa to dance. Elsa told him she didn't dance, but I did. Before I could try to argue, he dragged me off and jumped around me like a fish hit by lightning. Or as he said, he was an agile peacock or a chicken with the face of a monkey. I'm not really sure which. He kept stepping on my feet, and he dipped me so hard my back cracked! And all the while, Elsa was stood over there being all Queenly and laughing at me."

Anna rounded off by glaring, but it was clear she couldn't really even feign irritation at Elsa for much longer, especially not when Elsa was giggling to herself.

"It did look very funny."

"Well, now you can dance, so you won't have that excuse next time there's a party!"

Elsa blanched slightly, as though she'd not considered that side effect.

"See, I'm going to remember that next time we go ice skating and really test you."

"Unfair!"

Iduna watched them curiously, still getting used to the way their interactions were so varied. Though she knew they were... lovers, too, there was something very innocent in their bickering banter at times, as though they were still making up for the lost time of their childhoods.

Elsa held her hand out, palm up, using the fingers of her other hand to twirl around in mid air. Small, glowing sparkles appeared between her hands, coalescing to create a small, perfectly formed ice flower.

"Forgive me?"

Anna seemed dangerously close to melting on the spot, so visibly overjoyed by the small gesture as she cradled the small offering tenderly.

"Always."

Increasingly uncomfortable with the strange intimacy of the moment, Iduna cleared her throat.

"Girls, your lunch is getting cold."

They jumped a little, the moment between them broken as they finally remembered they weren't alone.

"Whoops!"

Anna seemed surprised, while Elsa seemed... apologetic?

"Sorry."

Iduna wasn't sure how to answer. She couldn't simply say it was 'fine', because it wasn't. They still needed to discuss... that. But Iduna wasn't about to push it when she was still weak and recovering. It seemed like a topic she'd need more energy to deal with, even if it was delaying the inevitable argument she fully expected from the two of them.

"I apologise for having to go so soon, but I do have to get back to work."

Elsa seemed torn on how to say goodbye to both of them, ending up with a slightly awkward bow to Iduna and a very brief hug for Anna before she excused herself. Anna frowned after her, but said nothing of it. Finally done with her liquid lunch, Iduna managed to place the bowl aside and shuffle to get out of bed. Despite her peculiar mood, Anna immediately hovered, waiting to see if Iduna needed help.

"You ok?"

"Fine. All these liquids have me back and forth from the ladies room frequently, that's all."

Anna left her to rest again after lunch was through, and Alice refilled her hot water container to ease her sore stomach, which allowed her to get more comfortable. Alice had offered to get a doctor who could bring her laudanum, but Iduna refused. Some part of her felt the pain was her punishment, and the rest of her knew laudanum could affect the mind. She was already struggling to settle, such consumption wouldn't help her in the long term.

By the next day, Iduna's naps were shorter and she was, to be frank, bored. Dying for distraction from the pain, she convinced her carer to allow her to take a slightly ungainly stroll along a few hallways, and honestly the different view was enough to make her feel better despite the aches of her body. When she lamented to Anna over lunch - Elsa was busy, sadly - the more exuberant of her daughters took it upon herself to race off to the library and return with several books.

"I don't really know what you like to read, so I just got a few random ones. Hopefully this stops you going craaaaazy with boredom. I can understand. I used to talk to all the portraits on the walls cus I was bored and alone."

Iduna recoiled inwardly from the way Anna spoke. There was no resentment, no blame in her words. Just the hollow call back to a lonely, painful time. Swallowing against the lump in her throat, Iduna reached over and placed her hand on Anna's.

"I'm sorry you were alone for so long."

With a warmth she didn't really feel she deserved from her daughter, Anna smiled and shrugged.

"It's ok. I'm not alone anymore."


Quickly freezing the ink before it splattered everywhere, Elsa glared at the knocked over pot.

Ok, so I'm a little nervous.

A week and two days since Iduna was taken ill and sequestered away to rest, Alice proclaimed her well enough to be out and about, though it was clear how easily she tired still, Elsa knew they couldn't just parade her around the village on a long tour with endless conversations for everyone.

Which could only mean one thing. A party.

There hadn't been a proper, big event since her coronation, which was a painful memory for Elsa in many ways. Although it did have its moments, and Elsa would never forget just how sweetly flustered Anna had become when Elsa told her she was beautiful.

They had tried for the Yule Bell ringing, and that had led to a sort of accidental gathering for Olaf. But that was different to a planned, proper event. Elsa knew there'd be awkward questions and pressure on her mother, and she'd spent three full days searching for the by-laws to figure out whether or not the return of the former queen had political implications for the current monarch.

Luckily, Arendelle laws meant Iduna was as free as if she'd retired naturally. Not that Elsa would have been unhappy to return the power to its rightful place if the laws dictated, but gods the woman still struggled to climb stairs, and didn't make it through a single day without a nap yet. The energy that it would have cost if Iduna had to go back to running Arendelle... Elsa was just glad there was no need.

There was a quick, distinctive rapping at the door, and Elsa didn't even call out, simply looking up and feeling a warm wave of contentment wash over her at the sight of her sister. Anna scampered inside, closing the door behind her. Elsa rose from her desk, ready to meet the affectionate woman and indulging in a sweet kiss from soft lips, tasting chocolate on Anna's tongue.

"Hi."

Anna beamed.

"Hi."

They stood that way for a minute, Elsa's hands on Anna's waist while Anna's arms looped around her neck, drinking in the sight of each other.

"Not that I am ever unhappy to see you, but did you come in for something?"

"Probably. Might just have come in for kisses."

Anna giggled lightly as she spoke, nuzzling Elsa's neck and she felt so warm it threatened to distract Elsa completely from her work.

"Anna..."

"Ok, ok. I did come in for Super Important Decision. What sort of cake do you want made for the party?"

Of course Anna thought that an important decision.

"I don't mind. You pick. Or ask mother to pick. It's her party."

"I thought you'd say that, but I was told I had to ask first."

Anna kissed her again, absorbing all of Elsa's attention very, very efficiently.

"Understandable. You can definitely tell them I said so."

"Good."

Chewing her lip, Anna looked a little anxious.

"Was there something else Anna?"

Her sweet sister sighed, nodding as she leant in to Elsa's body more.

"Kinda. Are you waiting nervously for mother to try and talk us out of... us again as much as I am?"

Elsa tightened her arms around Anna, seeking to be reassuring as much as she sought her own reassurance, the embrace working to comfort them both. Anna sighed again, but it was a slightly more peaceful sound, her muscle tension easing as she melted against Elsa - still something to be gotten used to, when Elsa ran so very cold.

"I am. But I promise, she'll never be able to."

Anna looked up, teal eyes full of desperation.

"You swear?"

"I swear. I love you Anna."

Anna teared up a little, but she was smiling as she all but leapt up to kiss Elsa, the energy and momentum carrying them backwards until Elsa's shoulders hit the wall, her sisters mouth moving against hers all the while. Painful a seperation as it was, Elsa gently pushed at Anna's shoulders to slow her, receiving a sulky pout in return that faded when she laced their fingers together.

"Later. We have mothers party to plan, and I have to deal with re-instating trade with Weaseltown."

"It's Weselton" Anna's correction was belied by her mocking, sarcastic tone, followed by a slightly petulant "do we have to?"

"It's better for Arendelle if we do. Don't worry, the Duke and his two 'goons' were all stripped of their power and positions, and every edition of trade agreement we hammer out stipulates they be nowhere near me, you or Arendelle in general. Weselton is quite keen on our ice, funnily enough."

Anna rolled her eyes, squeezing Elsa's hands.

"I guess that's ok then. I kinda wish I could have seen you deal with them."

"Anna!"

Elsa didn't like that memory much - for a moment, she'd been truly in danger of losing control, falling to kill-or-be-killed much quicker than she'd be proud to admit.

"What? I know you're no monster. I just wonder how your powers must have looked..."

Anna's eyes glazed over slightly. Her sister might have been just a little too enamoured with Elsa's magic for someone who had almost died twice because of it.

"Terrifying. And it's something I hope never to repeat."

"Would you repeat it for me?"

Elsa raised an eyebrow, Anna affecting a faux-innocent expression.

"To protect you? Of course. But to entertain you? No."

Despite her protests, Elsa managed to convince Anna to get back to work, though she wholly expected demands for a little showing off of her powers when they were alone in bed that night... Distracted by her sisters presence, Elsa was surprised when she turned back to her desk and found the still-frozen spilled ink. She nudged the ink-cicle along, then let it drop into a wastebasket.

"Oh, one more thing!" Anna's voice made her jump enough that Elsa froze the arms of her chair sitting down "can we have chocolate fondue?"

Looking at the hopeful face peering around her office door, Elsa nodded as she thawed her furniture.

"Yes, of course. Just promise not to throw fondue at anybody this time."

"Olaf started it!"

Anna pleaded her innocence before running off so Elsa couldn't point out that 'Olaf started it' was not an excuse for how fondue ended up in the hair of three of her councillors. Shaking her head, Elsa couldn't keep a fond smile from her face. Anna was ridiculous, but it only made Elsa love her more.

Retrieving a fresh ink pot, Elsa wished all her work was as delightful as making plans with Anna.

-IEA-

Time for Iduna to return to Arendelle!