"Queen Elsa!" Andrea's melody of a voice caught the blonde off guard as she walked down one of the lesser used hallways. Elsa turned to watch the Princess bound up to her, happy to see the girl was alone.

"Princess Andrea. What can I do for you?" Elsa said with a smile.

"Nothing really, I was just exploring and saw you walking so I thought I would ask you if you wanted to do something. You know if you are not too busy." The slightly flustered girl explained as she rocked back and forth on her heals. The queen noticed she was dressed in pants and a flowing blouse today, absent her usual gown. In the five days that the royal couple had been staying at the castle Elsa had only ever seen the Princess in floor length dresses and this more masculine look definitely suited the woman.

"Well of course, we could continue the negotiations from yesterday if…" Andrea cut the queen off.

"Oh well I thought we could do something you know, fun. Leave the business side of things behind for the day?"

"Something fun…What did you have in mind?"

"I have an idea, maybe involving snow angels…" Andrea gave her a mischievous smile at the words.

"It's the middle of summer Princess how would we make snow angels…?"

"That isn't really a problem for you is it, Snow Queen?" Andrea's words were followed with a very enticing wink to the blonde. Elsa's heart stopped a little at the realization that this girl was flirting with her.

She can't be flirting…is she?

"Umm, uh no. Right I guess not, how silly of me." Elsa stuttered out as she looked at the floor.

"Well then meet me in the ball room in twenty minutes okay?" She ran off in the direction she came from, leaving a very flustered and confused Elsa in her dust.

"Do the magic!" Andrea smiled over at Elsa who happily complied with the girls wishes, making soft snowflakes flutter down within the ball room. Soon a thin blanket of snow covered the marble floor and Andrea flopped down to make a snow angel. "I don't know how you get any work done, being able to make it snow inside, or make your own personal ice rink whenever you want. I would never leave the castle."

"Well it gets a little old after 23 years." Elsa chuckled as she watched the girl wave her arms and legs through the snow to make an impression.

"Here help me up!" Elsa offered the girl her hand to help her jump away from the human shape in the snow. "See it's perfect. Everything is perfect right now."

"How so?" Elsa asked with a raise eyebrow.

"Like…you and me, the snow, the place. Im just really happy right now." Andrea smiled at Elsa as they gazed at the snow angel.

"I wish I could say the same. I just never seem to be able to get over the bad memories of this room. This is where I hurt Anna when we were little. It was an accident but it still…"

"Haunts you." Andrea finished for her. "I can see it in your eyes when you look at Anna, the pain you still feel. But I mean there must be some good memories in this room too. Just try to think of those."

"I don't really have a lot of good memories." Elsa gave a sad smile.

"Come on, not even one?"

"Well…there is one. At my coronation I made Anna dance with this duke who was a horrid dancer. Seeing Anna's face as he pranced around her was priceless." Elsa giggled at the memory.

"How did you get Anna to dance with him?" Andrea said as her chuckles died down.

"Well he offered and I don't dance so…"

"Wait, you don't dance? But you are the queen, how do you not dance?" Andrea gave her a light punch.

"I just have always avoided it." Elsa blushed.

"Well you can't avoid it forever. Come here." Andrea held out her hand.

"Wait what?" Elsa stuttered as she stepped back and curled her hands to her body.

"I am going to teach you to dance. I have three older sisters so I was kinda there forced dancing partner my whole life. Don't mean to brag but…Im kind of amazing. Here, I will lead and everything." Andrea grabbed hold of Elsa's hand and pulled her towards her. "You put your hand here, and I put mine here. See nothing to it." Elsa wasn't listening past Andrea placing her hand on the small of Elsa's back. The warmth that radiated from the point of contact made her brain go fuzzy and she couldn't hear a word her make-shift teacher was saying. "Elsa, Els are you even listening?"

"What, yes sorry. What was that again though?" Elsa sputtered out as the heat grew on her neck and passed to her cheeks.

"I said that the man, or in this case me, basically moves for you. Like this." Andrea guided her in a few simple steps. "See simple. Just go where I put you."

Elsa looked at her feet as they moved but Andrea quickly let go of her waist to place a hand on her chin and raise it.

"Eyes on me." Andrea ordered as they began to move again. "Watching your feet will only make you second guess your movements. It's all about you and your partner when you dance so you must keep your eyes locked with theirs. It's all about us." Andrea held Elsa a little away from her body just like Elsa had seen the couples at the ball do. "Ready to kick it up a notch?"

"What's that mean…whoa!" Elsa squealed as Andrea dipped her and swiftly returned the blonde to her arms, this time a little closer. Every point of Elsa's body that made contact with Andrea was on fire, which was amazing because they were standing very close together. Every nerve in her body was tingling and the look of concentration on Andreas face made Elsa melt at how adorable she was.

"You okay?" Andrea giggled and she spun her around.

"Yes why wouldn't I be?" Elsa blushed as she was returned to Andrea's arms once more.

"Well you kind of got a distant look on your face for a moment there."

"Oh did I? Sorry just lost in thought." Elsa lied.

"You're adorable Elsa." Andrea smiled as she held the queen closer.

"What…why, what?" Elsa sputtered; Andrea just smiled in reply as they stopped dancing and stood in each other's arms for a moment. Elsa took the moment to memorize Andrea's eyes. They were chocolate brown yes, but when you looked closely there were traces of blue around the outside that made them look like they were glowing. Two perfectly curved eyebrows above them made the girl look clean cut and high class, and her long thick eyelashes framed the orbs perfectly.

I want to drown in those eyes.