Elsa looked around Anna's old room. The pink and flowers had her smiling at the old memories that lingered here. "We should have some extra sleeping gowns around here somewhere…" Elsa murmured, opening up a few of the drawers.

When she didn't get a reply, she turned and regarded Keahi on the balcony looking towards the fjord.

Wavering, she started towards Keahi and came to stand beside her. Leaning on the balcony railing, she watched the water glitter under the stream of moonlight.

"The fjord always looks beautiful in the winter." Elsa finally broke the silence.

Keahi let out a weighty breath, taking a deep inhale of the frosty night air. "Your family is nice."

"We've been through a lot, and sadly I was a big problem with all that. But we've come out stronger." She beamed up at the moon. Anna was stronger because of it, but she still didn't like the oppressing loneness Anna had to suffer because of her.

"Your sister, she loves you. Having a brother is a little different."

"How so?"

"Well, my brother. He doesn't like to show affection. He's more focused on... other things."

"What other things?" She asked curiously, angling her body towards Keahi.

"Ah," Keahi scratched her chin and angled herself to face Elsa, "old issues." She laughed, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Now, let's talk about your charades."

She blushed and glanced away. "I've never been very good at acting anything out."

"It's because you think too much." Keahi whispered, smirking over at her.

Elsa puffed up her cheeks full of air but let it out, pursing her lips. She didn't have much to say to that, Keahi was right.

"Just don't overthink right now." Keahi whispered.

"What?"

Keahi's warm hand clasped over her own. The heat shot down her arm and she shivered. She could feel the intensity of green eyes on her.

She knew if she looked up she'd be lost. It terrified her, but also sent a thrill of excitement through her body. Serenely, she tilted her head upwards to gaze into Keahi's eyes.

"You know, these past few weeks…" Keahi bit her lip, heat flushing the other woman's cheeks. She'd never seen Keahi blush before, no matter what blatantly thing was coming out of the woman's mouth. "When I look at you. I feel hope."

She felt herself sick in a sharp intake of air. Like when the elements called her, so did this moment.

For once she didn't overthink and closed the short gap between them. Her hand came to Keahi's cheek, and she pressed their lips together.

Hands immediately enclosed her hips and pulled them together so their body molded into one.

Dizziness swam through her head, the feeling euphoric and she was worried that her loss of breath and aching lungs would cause her to pass out.

Hers knees, embarrassingly, almost buckled beneath her.

When she pulled back, her heart beat sporadically in her chest and her head swam with a dark fog. She couldn't catch her breath.

Ice spread out over the railing and she jerked her hand back.

Reality weighed back in and rationality came back.

What was she doing?

Tears brimmed her eyes, and she ran out of the room. She could hear Keahi calling after her.

She couldn't sleep. All night she tossed and turned and even when the morning light tipped the horizon she didn't get up.

What was she doing? Kissing someone who would leave in a few months.

What did she know of Keahi? While she had sought the other woman out regularly, while they took a few fishing excursions together, what did she truly know?

She still didn't trust Crow. So why did she have the inexplicable feeling of trust towards Keahi? They were siblings, after all.

And kissing another woman. Perhaps she was too sheltered, but she had never heard of such a thing. That was the bottom of her "to be concerned with" list.

She had once asked Anna what she knew about love. She knew far less that her younger sister did.

What if she was incapable of love outside of her family?

Perhaps she should just go back to the Enchanted Forest. She wasn't at all sure she cared for the feelings that swirled in her now.

She spent most of the day pacing in her room. This was the first time she had locked herself away since before her coronation day. She chewed on her thumbnail, ice scattered about the floor with each step. Curling and coiling around the room.

A knock sounded at the door and Elsa jumped. "Not now, Anna." Her voice trembled.

"Ah, it's me, Keahi. Can I... come in?"

Elsa stiffened, thicker ice covered the floor. "No."

"Okay."

Elsa strained to listen to movement out in the hallway. Just like that, she left? She told her to go away, so she didn't understand the massive feeling in her chest on the fact that Keahi left with little of a fight.

She waited minutes before going to the door and opening it.

Keahi stumbled and fell back from her sitting position against the door.

Elsa jumped back, eyeing Keahi as she got up and dusted off her shirt.

"You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat, Kitten," Keahi announced, turning her attention away from Elsa to the frozen room. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, please leave." She held the door open and motioned for Keahi to leave.

The other woman shifted nervously, tapping her palms against her pants. "I need to tell you something."

Curiosity would be the end of her and she glanced back towards the hall before shutting her bedroom door and looking at Keahi, arms crossed over her chest. "Okay." Her voice was chilly, even to her own ears.

"You are always so careful what to say, the chillier you get, the more nervous you are."

"How…" she narrowed her eyes, and she tried to ignore the fleeting stammer of her heartbeat.

"Anyway, can I ask one thing first?"

Elsa glanced away before nodding her head.

"Did you like it?"

"Like what?" Elsa edged, trying to be coy. She knew exactly what Keahi was asking.

"The game of charades," Keahi told sarcastically before rolling her eyes, "the kiss, of course."

Her mouth went dry, and she tried to appear nonchalant. "I...well," she stammered before finally letting out a sigh of defeat. "Yes. Is that common in other parts of the world?"

"Kissing? How sheltered are you?!"

"No!" A bubble of laughter escaped despite trying her best to appear composed, "kissing other women. Have you done it before?"

Keahi stiffened and suddenly became very animated with her hands like she didn't know what to do with them. First crossing them, then tapping them at her side before rubbing the back of her neck. "There is really no way for me to answer that without you ice blasting me out of this room."

Elsa was not amused and arched a brow, crossing her arms and cocking a hip. "So, yes."

"I plead for my innocence by not saying anything at all." Keahi chuckled anxiously, holding her arms up in surrender. "But to answer your other question. In some Kingdoms it's accepted, in others it's taboo. It just depends. My people don't care about that thing."

She ran a frustrated hand through her hair. If it's not one thing, it's the other. First she's born with these abilities and now this? How different could she be? "What did you want to tell me?" She finally asked, cringing at how sharp her voice sounded. She didn't mean to direct it at Keahi.

Keahi looked down at her own hands, holding them in front of her, palms up. "There's a curse that runs in my family." Her voice was quiet and solemn, a sad smile tugged at her lips. "My brother has been trying to break it. That's why we came here. But I don't think it can be broken." She closed her hands slowly.

Elsa felt her breath quickening as Keahi raised her head to meet her eyes.

"I feel like we come together so well because," she murmured, spreading her hands wide. Fire ignited in her palms, the fire blue with a tinge of crimson in the middle. "We're fire and ice."