Chapter 4

The days went on, and Elsa didn't know what to do or say. Every time she tried to bring herself to write a letter she would always stop, crumble up the paper and throw it away. Elsa decided to break all contact with him, as the days went on more and more letters came. He sent her fancy invitations, flowers, and even just little letters. After a few of the letters she stopped reading them. She would always put them in a box in her study, so she wouldn't be tempted to open them. As months went by the letters grew fewer and fewer, soon enough they slowed to a stop. Elsa also tried to ignore every party that she was invited to, but after ten months a royal officer told her that the next celebration she could not afford to miss. This party was for the head guard since he was planning on proposing to some special women. Elsa tried everything in her will power to escape, but it was no use. The party was being held in some other kingdom in Norway, and it was only a few hours away.

"Elsa, the gown I made you is exquisite! It will show off your beautiful body and face."

"Thank you."

"Is there something wrong, your majesty?"

"Well, I'm worried about finding a man."

"A man? Your highness, don't be pressured to find true love. Princess Anna found it on her own, I know you will to."

"I know, it's just that I feel I need to marry to make everyone happy. That's all I ever do, make people happy or satisfied. I also know that suitors are going to be there, just like every year."

"Queen Elsa, I know you will make the right decision. Also, don't listen to those old fashioned diplomats. You're the Queen, not them."

The tailor left the room, leaving Elsa alone in a gorgeous dark blue gown. Elsa stared at herself in the mirror, she did look beautiful. She spun around in it, what if Hans was there? Elsa hoped he wouldn't show up since then she would be forced to fall in love with him all over again. She knew she would probably be foolish again, and end up in his bedroom like the last time. Soon it was time to leave, and she felt sick because of her nerves. Once she got to the party she looked around the room. She could see thousands of people swarming around and dancing. She walked in and greeted all the royal subjects she had recently met. Everywhere she looked she saw staff with trays of alcohol. Elsa tried so hard to stay away, but the temptation was too strong. She walked over to one of the servers and asked for a glass, she took it and had a little sip. The drink felt so good, she then took a huge sip and the drink was gone. She quickly took another, and another. She had her hand on a fourth drink but then quickly stopped, she knew she would be forced to dance (even though she didn't dance) with some weird buffoon (most likely a prince). She put the drink back down; she could feel that if she drank more she would be in a worse condition. Soon a women came up to her and said,

"Queen Elsa, would you like to dance with a prince at the moment?"

"A prince? Whom would that be?"

"Prince Andor, he request to dance with you."

"Please tell him the queen is not interested."

"Not interested, I'm sorry to inform you Queen Elsa but a pair dance is coming up and all men and women 21 and up must dance. I'm sorry but that is what I have been told."

"Fine. Lead me to him."

The women guided her to a tall dark brunette with a fancy smile. He bowed then said,

"My dear Queen Elsa of Arendelle, I am pleased to meet you on this fine evening."

"The pleasure is yours."

Elsa felt bad for not greeting him correctly, but she was not interested, the man was nothing like her type, he was to fake. The man was taken back by her words, and she could tell he was forcing himself not to say something. Soon enough, the keys of a dancing song were in the air. The man said,

"Queen Elsa, please let me have this dance."

The man reached out his hand, and slowly Elsa put her tiny one in his hand. She could feel snow flurries start to form at her fingers, but she tried to hold them back. Soon enough they were dancing, and the man was trying to be kind to her. Elsa would only reply with tiny words, soon enough in the dance the man was suppose to spin her, and when he did he lost his grip on her. Elsa fell on the floor; the entire crowd of people stopped and stared at her. Elsa could feel herself growing anxious, Andor reached out his hand to help her but she refused. She said, "Please let me be." Elsa soon was off the floor and scurried to a door outside. The temperature was pretty cold, but it didn't bother her. She felt more relaxed, sitting on a little bench outside the palace. She closed her eyes briefly when somebody poked her in the ribs. Elsa opened her eyes and said,

"Who was that?!"

The moment she opened her eyes she saw Hans staring at her. Elsa could feel herself blushing, and he said,

"Finally I've found you."