Well, hello there!
*very ashamed face* I, your beloved author, am very sorry that I have not posted in a really long time. I've just felt awful lately. I've felt absolutely exhausted no matter how much sleep I get, had bad stomach pains, nausea, and migraines... Agh. So I'm not in the mood to write. And now I'll be going on a cruise! Forget how long it is, but it's going to the Caribbean... on the Royal Caribbean line! Hopefully it'll be fun...
When I get back, on Monday or something (as I've been told) I will give you guys a very special gift! Prepare to have your very own...
EXTRA CHAPTERS!
That's right, folks, your favorite author will write TWO or THREE or FOUR chapters for that week!
And I'll be enforcing a rule on myself. I must update at least once a week, and more if I feel like it. Won't be too hard, 'cause I have too much free time...
Right, then. So, I haven't quite finished the chapter, so it's not as long or as good as I wish it could be, but I don't want to make you guys suffer two weeks without a chapter! Once I get the chance, I may update it to be better.
So here it is! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, in no way is Frozen mine. It belongs to whoever it belongs to, but just know that it is not me.
(But I do own this idea, so BACK. OFF. I know karate. For real, I do. Green belt in seido karate! Whoop whoop!)
(Okay, fine, I quit after I reached green, but hey, I didn't really like it...)
"You… you've been… uh…" Kristoff gaped. Inwardly, Anna sighed. Yet another thing about being a princess. People were actually surprised when she just wanted to talk, like a normal person.
"Yes, I was!" she said. "I really need to talk to you."
He was still gaping in surprise, but he managed to speak. "Go ahead. I'm listening."
With a quick glance around the empty square (just to make sure no one was going to hear what she said), Anna began to tell him everything. About how she just couldn't stop thinking about him, the dreams she had every single time she closed her eyes, how she had struggled with her feelings ever since that fated night, agonizing over following the rules and finding a suitor like a good princess or going with what her heart desired even though it was forbidden. About how she… needed him, yet she barely knew him.
Kristoff was speechless. Anna stood there, watching him, wondering what he was going to say.
"Kristoff?" she whispered. When he didn't answer, Anna continued hesitantly. "I know that it's crazy and all. Hey, it's hard for me too. But I…." she took a deep breath. "I need you."
Without warning, Kristoff leaned forwards and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips.
Anna practically melted inside. Oh, thank goodness, he feels the same…
When they pulled apart, Kristoff leaned his head against Anna's and said quietly, so that only she could hear, "I need you too."
The next few days were a guilty pleasure. Anna would go out on a "walk" each evening, sneaking out of the castle to greet Kristoff as he got home from ice harvesting, which Anna soon learned was his occupation (hence the strong arms) and basically his life. He'd be sweaty and tired, but he always gave her a joyful greeting. They'd stroll back to his small cabin on the outskirts of the village, where Kristoff would feed his "assistant" and lifelong pet reindeer, Sven, as Anna made dinner, or rather, attempted to. Most often she would burn whatever she tried to make, but Kristoff would simply laugh and pull out some bread and meat he bought at the market. They would talk over the meal, chatting about Anna's latest boring suitor or whatever happened while Kristoff was harvesting ice. After they finished, Anna would grudgingly run back to the castle, slipping through a back door (and on one occasion, a window) as if she had never left.
The dreams were finally gone, replaced by reality. According to Kristoff, he too was dreaming of her. Until recently, that is, when they had actually came to be, in a sort.
It's like they were meant to be, as if everything that was happening right then and there was written in the stars.
Yet they might not have a happy ending. Anna kept pushing the issue of suitors to the back of her mind, even though it was impossible to avoid. Sooner or later she would be forced to pick one, or one would be picked for her. Every day there was a new prince, as if Elsa (the one who invited the men and started the whole search) was growing desperate. She clearly wanted Anna to find someone, whoever it was.
Kristoff brought this up once, when he and Anna were curled up next to a small fire, idly chatting about a fellow ice harvester's recent marriage.
"What are you going to do?" he asked quietly. "You have to get married. To a prince."
Anna groaned. "I don't know what'll happen. If only it would all go away, we would be perfectly fine together, and then we would be happy forever."
"But that's not going to happen." Kristoff sighed, running a hand through his hair worriedly. "No matter what, this will never be easy. Unless I somehow become a prince, we'll never be allowed to be together." He laughed slightly. "I don't think I'll turn into royalty anytime soon."
That was when it happened. A idea, as quick as lightning, found its way to Anna's brain through some sort of divine inspiration or whatever it was that gave her the absolutely wonderful plan that might possibly give her what she wanted.
"Are you sure about that?" she said, grinning in anticipation. Kristoff stared at her, confused, but she was too excited to slow down and explain. "Because I think I know a way to fix everything."
"This jacket is too small," grumbled Kristoff, tugging at the gold-trimmed cuff of his regal blue coat. "The sleeves practically go up to my elbows."
"More like the middle of your forearm, but who cares?" Anna said as she adjusted the collar of his white dress shirt. "Besides, I secretly bought these from some clothes guy in town. It's not like I could ask you your measurements." She stepped back, taking in everything. "Good! You look like a prince now."
And he truly did. From the rich fabric, to the medals on the coat, to the cotton gloves, everything about him said "royalty".
Well, almost everything.
Kristoff clearly wasn't comfortable. He tugged at his sleeves and paced the length of the cabin, his face revealing all of his anxiety.
"Come on," Anna smiled, nudging his arm. "It'll be fine. Just act like a prince, and they'll think you're a suitor. Make up a country. Hopefully they'll think it's real!"
"If you say so," Kristoff muttered, but he didn't seem to be reassured. How was he supposed to act like the calm, collected princes who strutted around like they owned the world? He was just a lowly ice harvester. The only thing he had to show for his labor was a reindeer and a small cabin.
Anna peered out of the doorway, then quickly pulled her head back in. "It must be noon by now." she commented. "I'd better get going." She gave Kristoff a quick hug. "Remember, wait ten minutes, then walk towards the castle! But try to stay out of sight of the villagers. They might recognize you." Anna informed him as she raced out.
Kristoff seriously doubted that the plan would work. He had no clue what princes did, what they wore, what they acted like, or anything! How was he supposed to pretend to be one? And making up a country? That would never fool anybody. He was going to walk in there and make an absolute fool of himself. At best. And at worst… well, he didn't even want to think about what would happen.
Ta-da! Your chapter, peoples! Hope you liked it, even just a little.
(On a side note, has anyone ever read Dante's "Inferno"? I finished it a day or two ago, and I'm just curious...)
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Because you guys have been such good readers, I will reward you! A summary thingy for a story I'll post sometime soon!
Titled: On the Far Side of the Moon
Anna and Kristoff couldn't be farther apart. She's the princess, he's a lowly ice harvester. It's like they're purposely kept apart, her stuck in the castle separated from all humanity by tall stone walls, him living in a small shack on the edge of town. They're supposed to be polar opposites. But love cannot be held back by any boundary. Their connection is obvious. Their love, forbidden. But their will to be together is stronger than anything.
Ehh, I know, not that fabulous, but... still.
See ya soon!