Hello again! Here is Chapter 2...
It's a little later than I'd have liked it to be, but I kinda had some writer's block and... well, juicy parts come a bit later.
Hope you like it! Reviews (and favorites/follows) = happier me = more chapters!
Oh, and yes, it is short... Again, the writer's block. I promise to update super soon, to make up for the stink-o chapters.
"So how did it go?" Elsa asked politely, standing in Anna's doorway with her hands folded behind her back. She was checking on Anna after the "date" with the latest suitor, not in a friendly way but more business-like. Acting like the queen she was.
"Not fun." Anna grumbled, pulling off the mint-green dress and tugging a simple cotton nightgown over her head. "Just like the other eighteen of them."
"Anna, please-" Elsa started to sigh, but she was cut off.
"Please what, Elsa?" Anna shouted, walking towards her sister angrily. She wasn't easily provoked like this, but this time, she just let out all of her pent-up frustration over the suitors and the dates and her life being overly-chaotic. "I've done plenty lately! I mean, can't you tell that I hate my life? Every day it's a new prince to chat up, another boring conversation to sit through! It never stops! The one thing I ask from you, the only thing after all these years of never even talking, is to let me live my life the way that I want!" She looked at Elsa pleadingly, desperation showing in her eyes. "Please."
Elsa blinked and tried to speak comfortingly. But she had no idea how. She didn't even know what comfort was. How do you deal with friends and what do you feed them? were her main questions. "Anna, you need to do this. I'm sure you will find someone that you like, and if you don't…" She trailed off.
Yes, then what? Anna wondered in contempt. Then you'll pair me up with one that I don't like?
"Tomorrow's schedule is empty. Go do whatever you want, I really don't care." Elsa said shortly as she walked away.
At least I get a break…
Her head still swirling with thoughts, Anna climbed into bed and fell into a restless sleep.
That morning was just like any other, except for the fact that Anna could eat breakfast in her room, relaxing on her plush bed, and no one cared. She had no plans for that day, so she could lounge around for hours doing nothing (Well, perhaps digging into her secret chocolate stash).
Anna didn't feel like waking the kitchen staff, so she tried to make her own meal. It hadn't turned out so well. The porridge was cold, lumpy and had the sticky consistency of slightly dried glue, and the hot chocolate was contrastingly torrid, burning her tongue as soon as she tasted it.
There goes having a nice meal to start the day.
She still felt the desire, burning in the pit of her stomach even more than the failed hot chocolate. The one she can't talk about, involving him...
Anna had the dream again. And the image of the man swam around in her brain, teasing her, giving her that yearning, the itch that she couldn't scratch.
Maybe I should find him.
I can't. It's not even allowed!
It'll be easy. Go out into the town square and look for a tall, well-built guy with golden hair and beautiful brown eyes…
Shut up. Shut up, shut up, shut up. Stop that thinking.
"Agh, why did it have to happen?" Anna groaned, seizing her head in her hands. The agonizing indecision was too much.
Go search out this commoner? Or stay?
Take a risk to find him, or play it safe and have the same dream, over and over, for who knows how long?
Anna slipped her leather shoes over her small feet and brushed out her skirts. It was like she knew she was going somewhere, getting dressed before eating. Like there really was no decision to make in the first place.
"I'm going out," she called decisively to a passing maid that was carrying a pile of bedsheets. "Tell Kai, will you? Or maybe Elsa. She might want to know."
The sound of her shoes click-clack-ing on the cobblestone pavement echoed around the village square. The light morning breeze ruffled her auburn braids, sending strands of hair flying in the wind, lightly blowing across her pale, freckled cheeks and leaving tiny goosebumps in its wake. It couldn't last very long, because a streak of scorching temperatures was making its way through the Arendelle summer.
As Anna walked by, people called out polite greetings, giving small bows as well. It bothered her, the formality of the gesture; they couldn't just greet her normally, as they would a friend. She was and always would be the princess, the figure on the pedestal that they knew only by name, speaking solely out of obedience to royalty. This bothered her, that because she could rarely, if ever, leave the castle, the common people didn't see her as… well, human.
Glancing around the marketplace in the town square, she took no notice of anyone who might associate with her stranger, Kristoff. Big burly men like him? No one yet…
Where is he? He has to be here! I have to find him!
Despite searching the square, Anna had yet to find him.
Time for side streets.
But then, a miracle happened. It was as if that moment was sent from above.
Thud.
Just like before.
"Sorry," muttered Anna hurriedly, not even thinking about the fact that she just crashed into someone for the second time in as many days. She just wanted to get out of there.
"It's fine." a voice replied. Anna froze in her tracks. Without a single glance at the man, she knew instantly who it was.
"Kristoff!" she said with a smile. "I've been looking for you."