Elsa stood quietly at the punch, trying to avoid obnoxious suitors that had asked her to dance an endless amount of times. The ones that came after her appeared to super-macho, probably thinking that they could tame the Ice Queen. The boasted and bragged about their kingdom's wealth majority of the time, failing to think that Elsa had a prosperous kingdom of her own. She tried a few times to strike up and intelligent conversation, but to her dismay, men like them were not interested in such things. At least Anna appeared to be having a good time.

She and Anna had both changed for the ball and even Kristoff managed to have taken a bath. Anna looked charming and somewhat more mature in fit and flare navy and cream dress. Elsa thought it was adorable that she got Kristoff to match her. Anna was quite a chatterbox when it came to events such as these, and could talk forever with her friends and dignitaries. Elsa saw that Kristoff had (politely) excused himself and made his way towards her at the punch bowl.

"Quite a party, Elsa," chuckled Kristoff. "I don't think Anna will have enough time to talk to everyone,"

"If she does I owe her an entire platter of chocolate," Elsa smiled. "You two look adorable,"

"Huh? Oh yeah, the matching thing, well let me tell you, it isn't the most comfortable thing," Kristoff offered Elsa a glass of blood-red punch and took his time pouring two other crystal glasses of the drink. "So who was the guy that made you his arm candy?"

Elsa raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Arm candy?"

"You know what I mean, he was tall, pretty pale with dark hair,"

"Oh," Elsa felt a slight blush creep onto her cheeks.

Kristoff grinned. "So the Ice Queen has found herself a suitor,"

"Please," Elsa gave him a helpless smile, "I've only known him for a few hours,"

"Well I'll give you two a couple more hours together, seeing that he's just arrived," Kristoff gave her reassuring nod and excused himself, making his way to Anna who was animatedly talking to Rapunzel.

Elsa's eyes flew to the door and she sub-consciously smoothed out the front of her emerald off-the-shoulder gown. Should she go greet him or will he come here on his own accord? Would it look pitiful if she was here all alone at her own party at the punch bowl? Elsa quickly turned to the red-haired Queen with a baby in her arms as she struggled with the punch ladle.

"Would you like some punch?" Elsa offered politely, her eyes still on the two Princes navigating themselves through the crowd.

"That would be helpful, thank you," the red head said with relief.

"What an adorable baby," complimented Elsa, tearing her eyes off the handsome princes for a moment to admire an adorable baby girl with ebony hair and sea-blue eyes. "What's her name, Queen Ariel?"

"This is my beautiful Melody," Queen Ariel grinned whole-heartedly. "Say hello to Queen Elsa, Melody darling," Ariel held her daughter's tiny hand and waved. Elsa liked children, given the fact that she had been taking care of one for the past 19 years.

"Hello, Melody," cooed Elsa, shaking the young princess's hand.

"Would you like to hold her?" inquired Ariel, already handing the baby over to the queen and taking her punch.

"Oh," Elsa gasped in surprise and bounced the child up and down, causing Melody to giggle with joy.

"Magi!" exclaimed the baby.

Elsa's eyes grew huge, wondering if she heard the baby correctly.

"Magi! Magi! Magi!" shouted the young princess excitedly.

"Magic?" repeated Elsa, causing to Ariel to laugh. "She can tell that I have magic?"

"Apparently; well this is new!" said Ariel. "You're such a smart girl, Melody," she cooed.

"Indeed," Elsa checked over her shoulder to make sure Loki wasn't behind her to question her about her magic. But then she though rationally, everyone knew that she had magic, why hide it? Maybe he was too polite to inquire about it. She should bring it up later than, so to not cause confusion later. "Would you like to see something, princess?" Elsa handed Melody back to her mother and formed a small snowflake in her palm, making it glow and electric blue, mesmerizing Melody immediately. The snowflake sparkled and eventually morphed into a snow man.

"Wow," breathed a dark haired man behind Ariel.

Elsa stopped and curtseyed to the Prince of Denmark. "Thank-you, King Eric."

Eric returned the formalities. "Thank you, for inviting us to such a beautiful place,"

"Arendelle is gorgeous," gushed Ariel, shifting Melody to her other hip. "We were thinking of staying a few extra days,"

"You are more than welcome to stay with us," Elsa offered.

"Oh no, if you would forgive us, Queen Elsa, but we would actually like to rent a small chateau in the mountains," said Eric.

"You are more than forgiven, I'd rather spend my holiday there as well. All I ask is that before you depart, please drop by a the castle,"

"Of course!" said Ariel. "We might also bring the Prince and Princess of Maldoneia with us as well, seeing that they want to spend their holiday with us,"

"The more the merrier," Elsa smiled and then excused herself to go tell her sister the news. To her surprise she was met with the chest of the dark-haired prince adorned in a handsome black and gold suit, making him look taller and more elegant.

"Good evening, Queen Elsa," Loki brushed his lips on her outstretched hand, but not bothering to let go. Elsa noticed that his hand did not emit the same warmth as others. It was just as cold as hers.

"I am honoured that you made it, Prince Loki," she said politely, taking her hand back and crossing them behind her back.

"I see that more than a half of the chocolate display is gone," he quirked an eyebrow. "Did you honestly not having anything better to do while you waited for me?"

She smirked. "What makes you think that I was waiting for you? What if I was waiting for Crown Prince Thor,"

"Oh please, who would be waiting for 'Crown Prince Thor?'"

"I don't know," Elsa handed Loki a crystal glass of punch. "Perhaps the maidens that have surrounded him," she gestured to a table in the corner where Thor had five girls at each arm.

"Touché," he said bluntly. "Have you been asked to dance by some bimboo prince tonight?"

Elsa bit her lip from laughing. "I have danced with a few princes and dignitaries tonight, yes,"

He set his punch down when a familiar song played and several couples took to the floor. "I think I'm going to ask someone to dance,"

"And who would that be?" asked Elsa, playing along.

Loki talked in her ear, so he could be heard over the music, but he was standing closer than necessary, not that Elsa minded. "Well, I've had my eyes set on an Arendelle royal. She had on a beautiful blue dress and silver ribbons in her strawberry-blonde hair,"

"I think Prince Naveen has you beat," Elsa said smoothly, grinning as her sister and Prince Naveen sweapt passed them.

"I suppose I'll go for the second best choice," he rolled his eyes and gave an exhasperated sigh. "Would you like to dance, Queen Elsa?" Loki offered his arm but she just starred at it.

"I believe Prince Phillip needs a partner," she patted his arm and brushed his shoulder when she walked away from him. Unfortunately he managed to seize her wrist, spun her into his arms. Elsa blushed madly, wondering what the other guests thought. She quickly stepped back.

"I suppose you leave me no choice," she took his arm and let him lead her to the middle of the dance floor. Her heart beat increased dramatically as took her right hand in his and planted his left frimly on the small of his back rather than her waist, purposely bringing her closer. She took a respectful step back, as she was supposed to behaving rather than falling helplessly in love with a surprise guest. She hadn't thought of herself as a terrible dancer, especially with the last few men she danced with. To her dismay, Loki was flawless and elegant on the dance floor, but she thought she hid her mistakes well.

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Loki hated to admit that Elsa wasn't the best dancer, but he appreciated the fact that she tried to hide it. Her beauty tonight almost made up for it, he thought. He loved the smooth velvet of her emerald gown (his favourite colour by the way), and the way the gold embellishments on the gown danced from the light form the chandeliers. She wore a different braided updo from the day time, her platinum locks securing a modern gold crown in her hair. He was easily dancing with the most eligible bachelorette. How she was still single was a mystery to Loki. Was it her ice powers that kept everyone away? He hoped not, it was such a special form of magic. He could barely wait until she told him. He had seen the magic she'd shown the baby. She had effortlessly controlled and manipulated ice! It had taken him years and he still does not have that sort of concentration.

"Loki?" Elsa called again.

"Yes," he asked smoothly.

"Please do not be offened by my next comment,"

"Unless you're going to tell me to leave, I doubt I would be," he grinned.

"How, long are you and Thor staying in Arendelle?" she asked carefully.

"I am not in any rush to return home,"

"Well then," she cleared her throat. "You two are more than welcome to stay here as our most honoured guests,"

"I'll talk to Thor, I'm afraid I cannot make you an honest promise,"

"We can talk to him after the next song, if you'd like?" she asked hopefully. The thought of seeing Elsa everyday would be an adventure. He nodded and then leaned in and whispered in her ear, something he could tell she liked.

"You look stunning, Queen Elsa,"

He could feel the electricity radiating off of her. "Thank-you," she blushed crimson. "You look dashing in your suit. Although I cannot recall us coordinating our outfits,"

"You like to think that you're funny, don't you?" he scoffed.

"Oh take a compliment, won't you?" she squeezed his hand.

They bowed at the end of the dance and he offered her his arm again and the made their way over to his drunk brother.

"Thor," he said calmly.

"Brother! Queen Elsa!" he boomed. "I was just telling these beautiful maidens about how I single-handedly destroyed an army of-"

"I am sure that is an interesting story brother, but Queen Elsa has invited us to stay at her palace for as guests. Seeing that you are hideously drunk," he paused when Elsa shot him a nasty glare. "I doubt we could travel, so I suggest we take her up on her offer,"

"When do you suggest we return then, brother?" Thor inquired.

"Please, stay forever!" begged a brunette of his left arm.

"A week should suffice," replied Loki.

"A week it is than, cheers! Cheers to Queen Elsa's first successful year at the throne, and to many more!" he sang a joyous tone, to Loki's dismay and he quickly whisked Elsa away. The pair either ate, danced or talked, or did all three at once until well past midnight. As the party winded down, she thanked the guests for attending then turned her full attention to Loki.

"I suppose you would like to know where your room is," she said as she picked up her shoes from under a table and walked out into the spacious hallway. Well, according to midgaurdian standards, anyways. In retrospect the servant's halls would be this wide and long, but his mother had taught him to hold his tongue, like any aristocrat. But he certainly wasn't going to use any false flattery, not that Elsa would notice, seeing that she was so tired.

"Here we are," she said as she tried to suppress a yawn. He was also exhausted and could not think of a witty remark. As soon as she opened the door Loki collapsed in the bed, not even bothering to remove his shoes or even get in the covers. He lay flat on his back and shut his eyes.

"Thank you, Queen Elsa," he murmured tiredly.

"Goodnight, Prince Loki," she kissed his cheek, and he quickly turned his face to capture her soft virgin lips. She gasped in surprise and quickly exited the room while Loki sighed with relief.

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Elsa closed her bedroom door behind her and grinned foolishly to herself. What a first kiss that was.