Xxxxxx

Anna made a noise Elsa thought impossible when they met for dinner. It got the attention of the staff and servants, them all staring as her little sister gaped and cooed over the sleeping dragon wrapped in a swath of sheets. Freya stayed asleep almost stubbornly. Elsa felt proud as Anna looked her over, taking in the glistening scales and the fins and spine spikes.

"He's beautiful..." Anna gasped.

Hiccup helped Elsa sit down at the table, since her hands were full. "She. Elsa named her Freya."

Anna's face softened. "Aww, that's perfect for her!"

Elsa smiled in a way that made her whole face light up. Anna noticed Hiccup was staring and blushing and was going to comment but tripped over a chair leg, causing her to fall back into her chair. "Oof….clumsy me."

"Are you okay, Anna?" Hiccup asked.

"Fine, fine. I trip all the time."

The queen frowned, noticing her sister looked tired. She hadn't noticed it before. "Anna, are you alright? You look as if you haven't been sleeping..."

"Oh, that! No, I'm fine." Anna laughed it off. "I think I'm just missing Kristoff is all. I keep having nightmares."

Elsa frowned at that. "Ask Kai for some herbs for you then."

"Elsa it's nothing, really."

"Maybe but sleeping is important to your health." Elsa said. She then paused, eyes narrowing at her little sister. "...Is Kristoff sleeping in the same room as you?"

Anna's eyes widened and she flushed. "Uhhh..."

"Hmm..." Elsa didn't say anything further, letting her sister sweat.

Hiccup cleared his throat, wanting to get rid of the awkward silence. "Well then. What's for dinner?"

Xxxxx

Elsa walked back to her room alone, with the exception of her new daughter. She held Freya close, stroking her scales as she went in, sighing in exhaustion. She hadn't done all that much as queen, but she felt overwhelmed anyway. Having the Vikings on her shore, Hiccup in her home, knowing she'd be marrying him in a simple few weeks…

And she still hadn't told them about her powers.

"Hey, if you have a second."

She paused, looking around for Jack. He was sitting on her window sill, outside. He grinned when she noticed him. She opened her window, allowing him to float inside. She hadn't realized he could fly. Staring as he floated to her carpet floor, he leaned on his staff.

"Thanks. It's...still a little weird you can see me. You've always believed in me?"

Elsa smiled shyly. "Yes. My mother told stories, telling us how you'd give us frostbite if we stayed out too long. Or how you once blew a blizzard so big, her entire village was snowed in for days. It was one her favorite memories..."

Jack laughed, nodding as he strolled through her room. "I'm glad!" He then turned to look at her directly. "But you're tired so I'll get to the point. Queen Elsa, can I ask you for a date tomorrow night?"

"A...date?"

"Yeah. We haven't really gotten the chance to get to know one another." He explained easily. "I'm trying to give you and Hiccup time to get to know each other. It's more important you feel comfortable with him than anything."

"Why?" She asked curiously.

"Well, people can see him for one."

She frowned, sensing the hurt behind that. Jack just grinned, trying to hide it but he wasn't very good at steeling his expressions. He likely never needed to know how, not like she had. So she just nodded and decided to keep that thought away for now.

"Well, Jack Frost, I'd loved to go on a date with you. Mostly because I'm sure my fiance would approve." She teased him.

Jack laughed at that, looking slightly relieved. "Great! Uh, are you busy tomorrow before dinner?"

"Just meeting with some people from the inland about what's going on at the border. After that, I'm free." She said.

"Then I'll meet you here." Jack promised her and headed for the window.

"Where are you going?" She asked him curiously.

"Well, I don't need sleep. So I guess I'll just fly around and get to know your kingdom."

He gave her a playful salute before flying off into the skies. Elsa watched him go in amazement. But soon, she'd be able to fly too, she mused as she cradled Freya close. She changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed with her new baby dragon, cuddling her close and keeping her warm as she fell asleep.

Xxxxx

She dreamed but didn't remember what it was the next morning. Only that it left her reaching for something, finding Freya, and waking up from the warmth her dragon gave off. Freya cooed at her, hungry, so she quickly asked Ira to bring her up a platter of fish.

Already she noticed her dragon was bigger. While Freya was born the size of a cat, she was already more like a dog. Hiccup hadn't been kidding when he said they grew fast. She let Freya walk on her own as well, but the Light Fury was content with following her every move, eating, and playing with the hem of her nightgown.

"Come on, Freya, let's go see what they need me to do today."

She found Anna in the halls. "Elsa, we've gotten a few complaints from the townspeople...about the Vikings."

"What? What about?" She asked curiously.

"Apparently they're all celebrating on their ships, and it's disturbing everyone around the shores." Anna explained, frowning. "Also they've been rather...uh, aggressive with some of the vendors."

Elsa hummed, thinking. "I'll speak with Stoick."

"Are you sure?" Her sister hesitated. "Then again, he's...your father-in-law. Maybe he'll listen to you."

"I'll bring Freya and use her as an excuse to talk to him." Elsa glanced down at the dragon, finding her nibbling on her shoes. "If you see Hiccup, tell him I'm in town."

"You don't want to bring him?" Anna asked.

The queen shook her head. "I don't need him to handle my people's requests. If I can't deal with Stoick on my own, then I'll be worse off on Berk than I thought..."

So the first thing she did that morning was head off to the port. She kept Freya swathed on her chest as she walked down the cobbled streets of Arendelle. The vendors and people all greeted her, but she didn't stop to talk to them as she would have. She wanted to get this over with.

She heard the noise as she approached. Music was playing, a few Vikings playing instruments as others danced on their large ships. Elsa hesitated at the plank that would allow her on board. She took a moment to breathe before steeling herself. She went on board, and instantly, hundreds of eyes turned to look at her.

"AH! My daughter in law!" Stoick bellowed in greeting, cheerfully slamming down a mug of beer or mead. "Astrid, you and Elsa should get along."

A young women with blond hair in elaborate braids and ocean blue eyes peered at her around her own cup of mead. "Queen Elsa, welcome."

Elsa swallowed. "Hello. I was hoping I could talk to you Stoick, for a moment?"

He nodded. "Aye, aye, of course!"

"Is that a dragon?" Someone asked her.

She jumped, finding a pair of twins with dirty blond hair and wearing dark furs. "It is, Hiccup gave her to me-"

"Of course he did." The male twin cut her off.

"He didn't even wait a week! I win the bet." His sister taunted him.

"No way, you bet he'd last a month."

"You said she'd kick him out the first night."

Elsa stared between the two, not sure if she should respond or not. Thankfully she was saved by Astrid, who shoved the two away before giving the queen a smile. "Ignore them. They're morons. Please, sit with us."

They had pulled out tables around the ships' floor, full of meat, breads and some rougher looking fruits. She was impressed they could make the journey at all, wondering how, but was distracted by the roar of noise as the music started up again since her arrival.

She sat between Astrid and Stoick. Across from her was a shorter young man with short black hair and narrow, unfriendly eyes. He glared at her the whole time she sat down, eyeing her before he waved a turkey leg at her.

"You could do so much better."

"Shut up, Snotloud." Astrid shot at him. "Sorry, that's his attempt at humor."

"I...see." Elsa managed, feeling very out of her element.

"So, I'm Astrid. Hiccup likely mentioned me." She went on. Elsa quickly remembered him saying that Astrid had been his ex-girlfriend but they seemed on friendly terms. "We dated for awhile but, well, things happen."

Next to Astrid was a women with black hair and green eyes. As soon as Astrid had sat down, the young women reached out and held Astrid's hand without looking away from the conversation she was having. Elsa glanced at their joined hands before politely looking away.

"He had, though I didn't realize you were there yesterday." Elsa said.

"Well as you should know by now, Hiccup needs someone to keep him out of trouble." Astrid teased.

"So, what do you need from my lot?" Stoick asked her.

Elsa mentally prepared herself. "Well, I've been having some complaints from my people. While I'm glad you all are celebrating, would you please keep it just a bit quieter? And not celebrate so late into the night?"

Stoick looked surprised a moment before he laughed. "Too loud for ya are we?"

"First we're heathens, now we're loud?" Snotloud demanded, still waving his turkey leg. "You ever stop to think maybe YOU guys are too quiet?"

"Snotloud-" Astrid started, looking ready to lunge at him, but Stoick beat her to it.

"Snotloud. Get."

He pointed away from their table. Elsa couldn't help but feel awkward as the man known as Snotloud grumbled but did so, leaving the table while hissing something under his breath. With him gone, someone else took his spot.

"I mean no offense of course." Elsa explained. "But my vendors are mentioned having some problems, and..."

"Guess you guys don't have that many parties." Astrid said.

"We do, but not like….this."

Stoick chuckled. "Ah, you think this is something? Wait till the wedding!"

A few people nearby cheered at that. "The young chief can finally tie himself down!"

"Instead of talking to himself all the time."

Elsa frowned, knowing they were talking about Jack. Stoick cheered with his men, drinking from his mug, and Elsa shifted nervously. "That's not..."

"Aye, Elsa, we'll keep it down." the Viking Chief said to her, and promptly slapped her on the back.

She jumped up and off her seat, grabbing Stoick by his wrist (not that her small hands could fully wrap around his large, meaty wrists) and her powers were humming under her fingertips. The music stopped, the chatter stopped, as she found herself standing over the Chief, her hand ready to either slap him or stick an icicle through his eyes.

She gasped, quickly taking control back of herself. "I, I'm so sorry, I...I..."

She turned to look around and found everyone watching her. Some had reached for their axes and swords. She was breathing hard, struggling to take in a breath, as her vision seemed to dim. The edges of her gaze darkened and narrowed around her as she began choking. Panic attack. She hadn't had a panic attack in several years.

"Elsa, hey. Come on, breathe in, breathe out, slowly..."

Someone counted to four so she took in a breath and waited for them to finish. She then let it out, repeating it again and again until her heart wasn't pounding in her ears. As she came to, she realized Astrid was there, with another, larger Viking handing her something in a leather flask. Astrid grabbed it from him.

"Here, can you drink this? It'll help."

Elsa shakily took it, taking in a breath before quickly chugging whatever it was. It was spiced beer, heavily spiced, and it made her breathe easily, her entire body warming at the drink. Finished, she handed it back and wiped her mouth.

"I'm, sorry I had a..."

"Panic attack. Heather used to get them too." Astrid said softly. The black haired women from earlier waved gently at her. "Was it being hit? Or being touched?"

"Touched." She managed to say, thankful Astrid knew she wasn't insane. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overreact."

"You aren't overreacting." The blond Viking said sternly, standing up and offering her a hand. "And you don't need to explain yourself to us. We're Vikings." She managed a sad smile. "It's an occupational hazard."

Elsa hesitated before grabbing Astrid's hand. Heather, the black haired Viking women, held up a mug of water and offered it to the Queen, who took it eagerly. "Still, I'm sorry."

Stoick cleared his throat. "Your highness, forgive me for being so forward. I lost myself to the party."

"If you forgive me for-" nearly killing him. "well, for almost smacking you."

"He could take it." Heather waved it off, offering Elsa to follow her.

It took a few moments, but the music started back up. The talking. Elsa didn't doubt some of it was about her. Or that Hiccup would be told about his overly emotional fiance. Elsa hesitated in sitting down again, collecting Freya (a man named Fishlegs was playing with her as she aggressively protected her mother) and stroking her scales as a means of calming down.

Heather and Astrid sat her down in a quieter corner of the ship. The three women were given more spiced beer, Elsa sipping her carefully. Astrid gave Heather a brief kiss on the check before sitting, the three of them in an awkward silence.

"My brother tried to kill me a few times." Heather suddenly said, looking calm despite herself. "And I had to go undercover with some dragon traders to break them up from the inside with Hiccup and the rest of them. You see some things that you know will haunt you for the rest of your life. But it was my brother and his backstabbing that...that got to me, you know?"

Elsa nodded slowly. "Yeah..."

"Hiccup used to have attacks too." Astrid explained. "When he was younger, he was...really unpopular in our village. Like, most of the villagers hated him. And even when he changed our minds about dragons and we saw a new side of him, he was still...hesitant around us. He'd have attacks at dinner time when we tried to talk to him."

The queen frowned, listening. It seemed so odd to her. Hiccup was charming and so kind. To think of anyone treating him poorly made her feel...angry. But she shrugged it off; it wasn't her place when she hadn't been around. And knowing she had people that understood her made her feel better.

"My mother and father locked me up in the castle and wouldn't allow any contact..." She began, hesitating at speaking ill of her parents. "I was scared to touch anyone, especially them...the last time I could, I almost killed my little sister.."

The pair looked confused at her vagueness, but listened. Elsa sighed. She knew they would find out eventually. It wasn't a secret among her people, they would surely bring it up, talking about their Snow Queen. So Elsa reached for her mug and froze it over.

"Whoa!" Heather jumped, eyes wide as Astrid took it in stride.

"...that's where the rumors came from." the blond Viking muttered. "And I thought they called you a frost queen because they were sexist."

Elsa smiled at that. "I've had these powers since I was little...I nearly froze my sister to death, so they locked me away...it was only recently that I was allowed around people, when they died..."

They both looked understanding. It made her feel so much better, getting that off her chest. She sat and finished her spiced beer, Astrid and Heather both telling her about Berk. How it constantly snowed. Hailed frequently. They saw some sun, but most of it was gloomy and overcast. She didn't mentioned she could fix that easily.

When she was feeling a little better, she decided to stand up, collecting Freya into her arms. "Thank you both. I'll be right back."

Heather gave her a good luck motion as she went back into the thick of the party to find Stoick again. Freya seemed interested in all the noise and people, but was content with staying close to Elsa than investigating. When she found the Chief, seeing him talking with a women Elsa could only assume was his wife, she quickly made her way over.

"I would like to formally apologize. Both for earlier, and for my asking you to quiet yourselves. It's not fair of me."

Stoick waved her off. "Think nothing of it, your highness. We can be quite loud."

"I've told them off for ya, lass." The women said. "Name's Valka, Hiccup's mother."

She had his eyes, Elsa realized. She smiled. "Nice to meet you."

"When we want to party into the night, we'll set sail as to not disturb ya." Stoick explained heartily, looking proud at his idea. "Unless of course, ya want to join us?"

Elsa hesitated, wanting to instantly turn him down but feeling oddly guilty in doing so. "Perhaps tomorrow night. I have a date tonight."

She said it without thinking. Thankfully, they all assumed she meant Hiccup. Valka gave her a knowing look as Stoick laughed, shoving a man next to him playfully. It caused the Viking to fall to the ground.

"And lass?"

Valka motioned towards her dragon, face glowing. "He heard about ya, miss. Brought some eggs just for you. I hope you know what a soft, kind heart my boy has."

Elsa softened at that, nodding. "He is. Freya means so much to me already."

"Hey, I'll walk you back." Astrid offered, already heading for the port before Elsa could decline.

The two blond women walked through Arendelle. The party music was slowly being left behind them as they distanced themselves from the ship. Elsa allowed Freya to walk with her, ignoring the stares from her people. Some thought she was a simple lizard, other thought she was a dog. Mostly children called her a dragon.

"Why did you and Hiccup not work?" She asked softly.

Astrid shrugged. "He had a crush on me. And I had a crush on him, after everything happened with Toothless...He'll tell you that story himself. Anyway, we dated and thought things were going well but...I met Heather. Realized she and I clicked in ways I didn't with Hiccup, you know?"

Elsa nodded. "But what specifically did you not click on?"

"...Hiccup is..." Astrid struggled for the right words. "Hiccup. He gets into his own head too often, I could never get him out of there once he was gone. And once he has a plan, he's stubborn. But he always seemed somewhere else. Like his attention was more on someone else, not me."

Elsa realized how much Jack being invisible was responsible for that. The two acted like they'd been together for years. It showed how closed they were. But it had to be hard for Astrid, not knowing why Hiccup was preoccupied.

"I'm glad you found her then. You both seem happy." Elsa offered.

Astrid gave her a smile. "Thanks."

Elsa hesitated before reaching out. She then giggled, shoving Astrid playfully. "Sure thing, friend."

Astrid looked surprised before she perked up. "Oh, you're gonna get it."

Elsa ran, Freya flapping her wings and following her easily. Astrid was close behind, nearly getting her a few times. Elsa didn't doubt Astrid was faster than her, since she was taller and had stronger legs. But they just chased each other to the castle gates, forgetting all about the scene on the ship earlier.

"Would you like to come up? I have a few meetings but first we could have something to drink." Elsa offered her.

"I have to get back before they set sail for the night." Astrid turned her down. "But don't be a stranger, okay? Come by anytime you want."

Elsa waved goodbye, watching her begin walking back before she entered her castle. Freya whined, wanting to be held, so the queen carried her through the corridors. She headed to her throne, knowing she had to get some meetings over with before the day was through. Especially if she wanted to prepare for her date that night.

Xxxx

"Hiccup, will you watch Freya for me?"

Hiccup looked up from his drawing, having been mapping out the ocean's distance. He did a double take though upon seeing Elsa; his fiance had changed into a dark blue evening gown. It was similar to her regular dress, but brought out her eyes. He smiled.

"Of course, where is she?"

Elsa stepped aside, kneeling down to her small Light Fury. "You stay with Hiccup and be good, okay?"

"Come here, Freya." He cooed at her, and after a hesitant sniff, she curled up in his arms.

"I assume Jack told you?"

He nodded. "We both thought it'd be a good idea. And Jack is pretty excited that someone besides me can see him."

Elsa smiled. "Good. Well, I'll see you later tonight."

She hesitated before giving him a small peck on the cheek. Hiccup froze, blinking owlishly, before he smiled back at her. Freya grumbled in his arms but the two of them ignored her. She then waved before heading to her room.

Jack was waiting for her. He perked up instantly, pausing when he saw her clothes. "Whoa, uh, are you ready?"

"Of course. What would you like to do?" Elsa asked.

Jack grinned. "Just gotta trust me, because I made sure it was perfect."

He motioned for her to come closer as he opened her window. Elsa stiffened. He wanted her to hold him. She felt pushed to her limit already from earlier, but she didn't want to disappoint him either. She steeled her nerves before reaching out, allowing him to adjust her grip. It ended up with her giving him a one armed hug as he dangled them outside her window.

"You're sure you can carry me?" She asked, aware of just how far down it was.

"No worries. You certainly aren't heavier than Hiccup." He said cheerfully.

With that, he jumped. She nearly screamed, but it was stuck in her throat. They barely fell before he was pulling her up, the two of them flying over her castle roof and over towards the ocean. Elsa gaped as they flew over the fjord, over the ships ( the Vikings were sailing on the darkening waters, their ship alight with sounds) and boats docked at the port, and then trees and mountains.

"This is amazing." She whispered in his ear.

Jack gave her a dazzling smile. "We're just getting started."

They began lowering, into the trees. They were several miles from Arendelle, in the outer woods. She looked around curiously only to find Jack tapping his staff against the trees and bushes. Elsa watched as they froze completely over, watching the ice crystals forming and making perfect six pointed stars.

"Gotta set the mood and all that." He explained, winking.

Elsa smiled. "Would you want some help?"

He looked up, curious, as she focused and waved her hands. The ground frosted over, the leaves turning into lit up crystals. Jack watched her work in amazement as with a final flourishing touch, she changed her clothes. It changed the same dark blue but with pants and her favorite ice boots. She also fixed her hair, pulling it up since the wind messed up her braid.

"Wow..." He said, staring at her.

"Seems like we have quite a bit in common." She said softly.

"Seems so..." He mused.

Elsa made a motion with her hand, whipping up a table and two chairs of ice for them both to sit in. Jack held out her chair for her as she sat down, surrounded by their own self made winter paradise. Elsa had to admit, it was certainly romantic. The sun was setting behind the ocean horizon, causing the ice crystals to seem as though they were glowing.

"How long have you had these powers?" He asked curiously.

"Since I was born." She explained. "I haven't really...found a limit to it yet."

Jack smiled. "That's incredible. Think of what you and I could do together!"

She laughed, his smile was contagious. "That's why my mother liked telling us the story, well, your story. Someone else that could make it snow, and freeze the water..."

"Hiccup believed too...even though the other kids would make fun of him." Jack said. "It must be hard, the only human with magic powers. Perhaps that makes you something else."

"Maybe, but whatever it is, I'm happy here."

Jack's smiled faded at that. "I'm sorry you're being taken from home. It must be hard, leaving behind everything you know..."

Elsa nodded. "It is. Mostly because I can't stand leaving Anna. I know she'll be fine, Kristoff is a great man. She'll be happy, and I know she'll make a great Queen. She has a way the our people that I can't manage."

"So...if you don't mind me asking, why don't you want to go? If it's just Anna that's keeping you here, and you know she'll be left in good hands, then..."

"I'm scared, Jack." She admitted. "Because part of me wants to go. I've never really felt...right being here. My people love me, but they don't know me. Not really. They can't. And I want to do other things with my life, but I don't know what those things are."

He nodded slowly. "And you can't just drop your title and run off to find yourself."

"Exactly." She sighed, playing with the hem of her dress. "There's also the rumors...Vikings aren't very well liked in this region."

"Berk isn't like that at all." Jack promised her. "You'll like it. Imagine your own little house, with a big swinging door for Freya to come and go. Where she'll be surrounded by other dragons and protected by an Alpha. And I think you'll get along with the people. I can't say for certain of course since I can't even talk to them myself but-"

Elsa reached out, taking his hand. "That does sound lovely, Jack."

He jumped at the touch but instantly he wrapped his cold fingers around her hand. His fingers were calloused from using his staff. It was the first time in her life she felt something colder than herself. It was a pleasant cold too, soothing and welcoming to her. She stared at their joined hands, tightening her grip on him.

"You're beautiful." Jack blurted out, cheek turning pink.

Elsa was slightly taken aback at that, but smiled at his earnest honesty. "Thank you. Though, you're certainly handsome yourself."

Jack's face turned red. "Thanks...So, uh, what should we talk about?"

She paused at that, thinking. "Well, what do you do exactly? Since no one can see you, how do you manage in Berk with Hiccup?"

"Well, most days I make sure it's not too overcast. Hiccup doesn't like that kind of weather, so I get rid of it. If Hiccup wakes up early, we take off flying and mapping out the coast. Oh, and sometimes I help him with new maneuvers for Toothless! You should see the way we fly, it's amazing." Jack said excitedly.

"I can't wait to fly like that, whenever I want..." She mused to herself, wondering how it would be in the future. Freya was growing so big so quickly. "It must be amazing for you to be able to fly."

Jack laughed. "I admit, it's one of the best parts of my job. That and how the kids react when I make it snow. Them getting bundled up and making snowmen..."

"You really love kids." She said.

"Of course, they're like...the embodiment of joy. Sure there are bad kids here and there, but even them tend to love snow. And no child is born bad..." He trailed off, thinking of something. Elsa gave him a moment. "Anyway, what do you think of them?"

Elsa hummed, thinking. "I haven't thought of it really. My mother was a bit...distant in my later years so I'm not sure what example I'd be. I love her of course, but I worry I wouldn't be a good mother myself..."

"Nah, you'd be great." Jack argued. "The way you raise Freya, you're patient and understanding and kind."

She considered that, nervously fixing her hair. "I guess I just hoped I wouldn't worry about children for a few more years..."

Jack paused, realizing what she was getting at and deflated slightly. "Right...Uh, well..."

"We can talk about something else." Elsa offered.

Jack nodded, trying to think of a new topic desperately to get rid of the lingering air. "W-would you like to dance?"

She blinked. "Right now?"

He nodded, perking up. "Sure! We don't need music to dance."

He got up and offered her his hand. Elsa hesitated. She didn't enjoy dancing, but Jack looked so happy at the idea. She mentally sighed and steeled herself before she took it, allowing Jack to pull her up to her feet and over under a tree they'd frozen over.

"Just follow my lead, okay?" Jack said, grinning.

She nodded. She'd taken dance classes so she knew a few of them. Jack gently took her hand and put a hand on her waist. She tried not to tense up. Once they were settled, Jack began moving; Elsa allowed him to pull her along as they began a loose waltz. After getting a rhythm, she began loosening up. This was...okay.

She looked up and realized how close she was to Jack. Their faces were inches apart. He was watching her too, those icy blue eyes seemingly seeing through her. There was knowledge in those eyes from living so long, longer than Elsa could probably comprehend. It made her feel incredibly small; yet there was an excitement too.

Jack liked her. Jack was dancing with her. Not anyone else. Right now, it was just them. She was smiling before she realized it, staring up at Jack. Without thinking, their face moved closer. Jack was the one to press forward, just barely beating her to kissing him. His lips were smooth but incredibly cold. It sent a chill down her spine that she'd never experienced before.

Jack cupped her face as she reached out and grabbed his tunic. He was the first to pull away, pupils blown unnaturally wide. Elsa stared, watching them shrink, before she realized what they'd just done. She should panic. She barely knew Jack or Hiccup. But instead, there was a strong pull to do so again.

She'd enjoyed kissing him. She enjoyed being around him. But that was the dangerous part; she was willing to throw away her crown, her title, her people and her sister to be with them. She felt like she was betraying Anna and her trust as she stood there, heart pounding as Jack waited for her to do something.

"...are you okay?" He finally asked softly.

"Yeah, just..." She swallowed, not sure what to tell him. "You're a good kisser."

She said it before thinking. After a moment, she realized it and felt her face turning red. Jack laughed, surprised, but looking oddly moved at the confession. "Thanks, I've never heard that before. Hiccup gets shy."

Curiously, she asked, "What kind of kisser is he?"

Jack thought for a moment. "He's...strong. Surprisingly so, almost unlike him. But he's the next Chief, so it makes sense you know? He doesn't like kissing often because he's new to it, but over the years he's more confident. Oh, and when he's in a great mood, he..."

He stopped, face red. "Uh, I mean...you should find out yourself."

Elsa couldn't help but smile at how much Jack seemed to love Hiccup. "You guys really love each other..."

"And you!" Jack added happily. "Hiccup was more upset about this than I was. He takes being together seriously, and I love him for it. But having been around so long, being with one person isn't...well, the norm. Not in some places."

"That's...amazing, Jack." She whispered. "You're not jealous at all?"

"Nah, especially after meeting you. You're kind, strong, you're a leader so you're a great partner to him. And, importantly, dragons like you."

She paused at that, confused. "Freya? Well, she imprinted on me, I'm her mother now. Mostly."

Jack smiled at that. "Exactly. You know the bond and how important it is. Some people hate them, or dragons just know when someone is...off."

"Hmm..I can't wait to see more of them."

Jack's face lit up at that, beaming. Nearby, the ground frosted around their feet at his excitement. That was the first time she'd mentioned wanting to go to Berk.

"This might sound weird, but...I'm pretty sure I love you already." Jack admitted easily.

Elsa stared at him. Jack was so inhuman sometimes. Love came to him easily, where she was far more guarded. Even so, the confession warmed her. She had the spirit of winter's love and affection. It made her feel special; made her feel validated with her powers.

"Oh, Jack..." She said, reaching up and cupping his face. He leaned into it almost desperately. "You make it easy to leave..."

Xxxxxx

To the person who left homophobic comments, you inspired me to finish the next several chapters! :D