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John couldn't believe what was happening. Right at that very moment, he was holding Elsa in his arms after she had just told him the words he wanted hear last night. Now he wasn't about to cry, but he has never felt accepted by anyone more than he did at that very moment.
"John you're squeezing me," Elsa giggled into his shoulder. He quickly released her but kept her hands within his.
"You're not joking right? This isn't a prank or something?" He asked off instinct from his younger years of living under the wrath of his older brothers. Elsa laughed and squeezed his hands.
"No. This is real." As she smiled, John took a mental picture of that perfect moment he would cherish in his heart. Never did he anticipate falling in love with the Ice Queen nor did he imagine falling in love with her. He only hoped the moment would last.
"I just thought I had to tell you before you left. It didn't feel right without you knowing my feelings." Elsa's blue eyes wandered nervously as she spoke. Almost as if she were scared of his response. John smiled and ran his gloved hands down her arms.
"And I'm glad you did. I felt like a fool for telling the Queen that I had feelings for her and being turned down." He sighed. Elsa shook her head and grabbed his hand.
"You keep forgetting that you aren't just another citizen. You are a Prince, and you are allowed to express your opinions freely. That's one of the reasons why I enjoy spending time with you. You aren't afraid to speak your mind." She shrugged her shoulder as a light shade of blush covered her cheeks. John smiled and gently clasped a cheek in his hand.
"And I like that you listen." They stood and smiled at each other for moments that they wished would last forever. Until John realized the reason why he was out in the cold winter morning in a heavy duty jacket.
"I should go." He smiled one las time before lifting her hands and kissing them gently. Elsa nodded as she let John return to his horse. As he was getting ready to climb up, something past him in the distance caught her attention. A shadow seemed to be moving toward them in the early morning fog. As the figure got closer, Elsa realized it was an animal on four legs. With Antlers. With a empty harness attached to his back.
"Sven?" Elsa cried when she saw the reindeer racing in her direction.
"Sven?" John followed her gaze to the galloping reindeer before looking at her questionably.
"The reindeer, I know him."
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