Author's Note: I just wanted to say that I love this chapter for so many reasons... It was so fun to write. I hope you all like it too!

Elsa woke with Anna's arm and leg draped over her, their noses a fraction of an inch apart. She nudged forward just enough to make them touch. Everything about Anna's face was perfect, and she had gone far too long in life without it. She was determined to make up for that always.

The younger girl's soft breathing felt warm and soothing on her mouth. Being this close made it difficult to resist the urge to kiss her, but not quite impossible. Once or twice she tried counting those precious freckles, but got lost in the perfection of her skin. Sometimes when she looked at Anna, the combination of stunning beauty and downright cuteness overwhelmed her to the point of nearing tears. This was one of those times.

A lone teardrop sprinted from her eye to the pillow, and she smiled. Here was the most amazing woman, fierce, loyal, courageous, unbreakable, and not to mention almost unrealistically sexy… and she was all Elsa's. Not for the last time, the Queen marveled at how she could have wound up with someone so perfect, when she was just a normal girl herself. A normal girl with innate ice magic drawn from a mysterious woman inside of her, sure, but a normal girl nonetheless.

Her willpower wavered, and gently as she could, she pressed her lips to Anna's. Another tear fell. "I love you so much," she whispered.

The Princess stirred, but her eyes didn't open. "Mmph… love… too… Elsa… mine…" Her arm pulled Elsa close, and the older girl's smile widened.

"All yours."

She wasn't sure how long she watched her sister sleep, but it never felt like long enough. It seemed like no matter how happy they were together, their peaceful times like this were always cut short.

That was going to change now. They were finally safe. The Duke was dead, the Red Company was gone, the Southern Isles were back under their own control and too weak to cause trouble anyway. Arendelle was going to have peace, and it would last. She would make sure of it.

"Els'," Anna mumbled, again without opening her eyes.

"Yes, my love?"

"Tell me 'bout the magic lady."

"Oh, well, of course. Let's see. The first time that I remember meeting her was the night you were kidnapped." She told Anna everything. About the magic forest, and the curious reflections that her waking mood created in the dream-realm. She told her how the woman sometimes mimicked her clothing, but other times wore immaculate white gowns that Elsa was almost positive would be physically impossible in the real world. She explained how many of her abilities and skills learned over the past few months had come from training sessions in the forest, and that without the woman Arendelle would most likely be destroyed now.

Anna's eyes... those big, beautiful, teal eyes… had opened shortly into the story, and they only got wider as it went on. Elsa could never get enough of seeing the wonder on her sister's face as she truly appreciated everything the world had to offer. That innocence was such a beautiful thing, and the fact that Anna had somehow kept it through everything was nothing if not a miracle.

"Wow… I guess we owe her some pretty big thanks then, huh?"

Elsa grinned, "I will let her know then next time I see her." She paused to think about that. "But I'm pretty sure that she already knows."

"That doesn't mean you don't have to tell her!"

"Of course, my Princess," she kissed that adorable, freckled nose.

Anna snuggled up close to her, burying her face in Elsa's neck. "Elsa."

"Hmm?"

"Can you just hold me for a while?"

There was a quiver in her sister's voice that brought a pain to her heart. "Of course, sweetheart," she pulled the younger girl as close as possible. "What's the matter?"

Cold tears mingled with Anna's hot cheeks on her neck. "It's… it's just… I'm sorry. I wanted to… to be strong like you." She was actively crying now.

Elsa wasn't sure what was the matter, but she had an idea, "Shh, shh, it's okay, Anna. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. Don't hold it in. Just let it go. Let it all go."

Between the sobbing and the fact that her face was nuzzled up to Elsa's throat, it wasn't easy to understand much of what Anna was saying, but the gist wasn't hard to grasp. "So m'ny… dying ev'rywhere… killed them… blood all over… thought… you were dead… so m'ny dead, Els'... I killed people… killed people…" she squeezed so tight and whispered, "You saved me." She was lost to the tears again.

Anna hadn't had the luxury of ordering beasts who couldn't feel pain to capture rather than kill. She hadn't been able to mask herself behind a blazing wall of rage that devastated an army from afar rather than murdered fellow human beings face-to-face. The beautiful, innocent light that made Anna the creature of pure love that she was had been brutally tortured that day. How it hadn't been snuffed completely was nothing short of incredible. Thank Odin her sister was still in there, and she was okay. She just needed to heal.

"It's okay, Anna my love. You're still you. You stopped the monsters. You saved me. Arendelle wouldn't be here without you, and everyone loves you even more than they already did now. Which… really shouldn't have even been possible, because I don't think anyone has ever been more loved than you."

That pulled a tearful giggle from the redhead. "You are… by me."

"This isn't a competition, missy! But if it were, you would definitely get points for being so adorably sweet."

Again, Anna tightened her grip on her sister. The tears didn't stop, but they were in a steady decline. Elsa would never get tired of holding her love, not under any circumstances. Every ounce of tenderness she could put into that hug, she did, to the point where even she could feel her body warming up. It was as if her own love was overcoming the magic. Or maybe the magic was drawing back for the moment to allow her to comfort her sister. Whatever it was, she was grateful.

"It's okay, Anna. I've got you."

At some point during her breakdown, Anna had dozed off. When she woke up, it was with a much clearer head. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have found her true love in Elsa. Getting dressed was much more difficult when her eyes were glued to the delicious blonde, but it was oh so freaking worth it. Yum…

"Do I have something on my face?"

"Hmm?"

"You're staring at me…"

"Oh, I am very much staring at you. I will never stop staring at you. You scrumptious, curvy," she was stepping closer to Elsa with every word, "creamy, flawless," her hands rested on those flaring hips, and her teeth grazed the Queen's throat, "angel."

Elsa trembled beneath Anna's hands and let out a whimper. "...oh…"

Her voice low in the blonde's ear, "Now, I'm going to go run some errands while you do your Queenly stuff. And when I get back, you are going to have dinner ready. I expect to be romanced. And I expect it to be fun. Do you understand your Princess?"

Elsa's breathing was fluttering on her ear. "Mm-hmm… yes, Princess."

"Good. I will see you tonight," she kissed the Queen's ear, "my angel."

Anna turned and left the room as quickly as she could without letting on just how badly she wanted to stay and ravish her sister. As she closed the door, she caught a glimpse of a dazed-looking Elsa biting her lip and sitting shakily on the bed. The redhead smiled, she was proud of herself. That would show her. She could be a tease too!

Olaf was already waiting at the gate when she arrived. "Anna! Yay! Wow, you take a long time to get ready in the morning. I always wondered how you always look so pretty. I figured it was just a natural thing, but I guess that can't be true if it takes you until the afternoon just to get looking so good. Does Elsa take that long too?"

"I… don't know if I should be offended by that, or just pat you on the head and applaud your innocence… I've had a pretty darn good morning, so I think I'll just pat you on the head." She did. "You're so cute, Olaf. Did you let Silvi know we were coming?"

The snowman was positively beaming under the fake praise. "I sure did. She said she's been ready for your visit ever since you and Elsa nearly christened her fitting rooms. Whatever that means. I told her that neither of you were priests, but she didn't seem to care."

Anna could feel her cheeks heating. "Oh, that's… that's great." She really hoped that Silvi wasn't the type of woman to get upset over something like that. It did really just sound like she was happy for her and Elsa, right? It had to be that.

The matronly woman was waiting for them as they stepped into the shop. "Princess, Princess! And little snowman! It has taken you such a long time to find your way back here. Silvi had started to think you might have gone and done it in secret, no? Thank the gods you did not do something so selfish. Have the two of you decided on a date?"

"Wow! That's… just… so much. Um… what?"

Silvi hadn't stopped moving since she had started talking. Moving things around, checking sizes on dresses, and now pulling Anna into a back room. "No date yet? Very well. Come come. The Queen is going to make her own dress, yes?"

"I, um, we haven't really... talked about it."

The woman raised a silver eyebrow. "Ah… she hasn't even asked you yet, eh? But you know she will?"

"No, no. I'm going to ask her."

"Good. Someone has to ask. Two women… this thing has never been done while Silvi lives, so who can say who asks whom, right? Right. Ask soon, in case your sister needs a dress, yes?"

"Of… of course. I'm going to ask very soon. It's going to be magical. Olaf here is going to help."

"Uh-huh, yep, I am! There's going to be an icy room covered in-"

"Olaf! We're keeping everything a secret, remember? What if Elsa heard you?"

"She would be so happy that you're going to-"

"Olaf!"

"Oh right. Shh!"

"Princess Anna, Silvi has ideas for your dress. Choose from these…"

Anna's head was spinning by the time she left the dressmaker's shop. That woman was all business, and man, she knew her business. If the dress that they had chosen looked half as good as Silvi claimed it would when it was done… someone was going to have to pry Elsa off of her at the altar. A wistful smile crept across her face as she imagined exactly that.

Mmm, she had better be ready for dinner tonight. And she had better make it fun like I told her.

Only two places to go today, and the first was done already. This next one was a big one. Hands only slightly trembling in her dress pockets, she stepped into her second stop for errands. Ingimarr's Jewelry.

Everything was ready for Anna's return from her errands. Elsa had done everything necessary to speed up the repair of the Coronan ships. She had helped with the rebuilding of what had been destroyed. She had even found time to get things ready for Anna. One of those things was this dinner.

The savory scent of Anna's favorite soup mingled perfectly with that of the roast. She wanted to make it special, but hoped that her sister wouldn't read too much into the meal. No sense spoiling anything before it was set, right?

There were little icicles covering the ceiling, each with its own candle inside. The flickering inside the ice gave the room a cozy feeling, but somehow made it feel like they were underwater. Elsa couldn't explain it, but she loved how it had turned out. Hopefully Anna did too. Sitting here was going to make her crazy. It really was agony to wait.

All the servants knew to avoid the Dining Hall, so when the doors opened she knew it was her sister. Plus, the adorable gasp that accompanied her made it pretty obvious too.

"Woah… Elsa… this is amazing. I mean… I know I said romantic, but wow." She knelt down to get a closer look at the pathway Elsa had made to the table. "Are these ice flowers?"

"I thought you would like a small taste of what it's like in the forest. Do you… do you like them?"

"Oh my gosh, Elsa, I love them!" She ran to the table and threw her arms around her sister. "Oh, and everything smells so good. I am starving!" Her hand felt so warm against Elsa's cheek, "Thank you so much, sweetheart." The blonde never seemed to get used to how amazing those lips felt on hers. Every single time was like the first time all over again. She wanted to moan and whimper and scream all at the same time. Her body still had no idea how to handle such a perfect sensation.

"You are… mmm… you are very welcome."

They sat at the table, and dug into the food immediately. It had been a long and exciting day for both of them, although neither knew what the other had done. They were both so focused on keeping their own surprises secret that they didn't notice the other was hiding anything. It worked out rather well.

"Yes, the ships should be repaired within the next week or two," Elsa said as she leaned over her sister's lap to grab a roll from the table. She made sure to give her plenty of time to stare down the scandalously low neckline of this iteration of ice dress. The quick breaths on her ear told her that it was working.

"Um… that's good…. yes, I'm sure that um… wow I lost everything I was thinking about… oh yeah, they will probably be happy to have their men back, I expect."

Elsa stifled a giggle. "Yes, I am sure they will. So how did your errands go? Did you buy anything… exciting?"

The nervous laugh would have been a giveaway that she had bought something exciting, but Elsa just figured it was because she was distracted by her dress still. "No, nope. Nah, nothing exciting today." The blonde put her hand on Anna's leg in as innocent of a way as she could manage, trying to appear as attentive as possible. Ever so slowly, she crept it up the thigh as the redhead continued, "Olaf and I just," an involuntary shudder made her pause, "Sorry, um… we just walked around the um… oh… um the market. Oh!"

She had finally realized that Elsa's fingers were making little patterns at the very top of her inner thigh. "The market, huh? Sounds like you guys had fun." She moved her hand back to her silverware and took another bite of soup. "I was stuck here all day with my 'Queenly stuff.'"

The younger girl was staring at her now with a level of intensity that made Elsa suddenly very aware just how wet she was. "Well," her words seemed very deliberate, "it sounds like you had a very productive day, at least. And you managed to put together this amazing dinner. Because you are the sweetest girl ever, and I most definitely do not deserve you."

"Oh, stop. You deserve me and then some. Don't be ridicu- oops!" she had "accidentally" dropped her spoon.

"Hah! Now who's clumsy? Don't worry, love, I'll get it." Just as planned, Anna's lean put her neck in exactly the right spot… "Mmm, oh my gosh…" she moaned so loud. This tension must be driving her crazy. "Elsa! Mmm I love when you bite me like that. It makes me want to-"

"Lay me down and lick ice cream off of my naked body?" the blonde asked with as innocent a tone as she could manage.

An actual trail of drool escaped the Princess's open mouth. Tiny sounds came from her throat, but none that Elsa had a name for. It was the better part of a minute before she was able to form a word again.

"Um… wow. Not what I was going to say. But yes. Yes, I want to do that very much."

"Oh? Okay, good. I'll keep that in mind. So what were you going to say?"

"Wait, what? I thought we were going to… where's the ice cream anyway?"

"I never said we had ice cream. I was just guessing at how you might finish that sentence. So tell me what my biting makes you want to do."

There were too many emotions in that glare to divine all of them: arousal, lust, love (there was always love), frustration, more frustration, and a lot more arousal. Plus some others. "I was going to say that it makes me want to melt that dress off of you and have you for dessert."

Freyja's breath, that sounds incredible… maybe you could just let her… "Mmm… I love the way you think, my Princess." She leaned over and kissed the redhead soundly, slipping her tongue into the younger girl's mouth. Once Anna started to moan into the kiss, Elsa broke it. "But I have another idea."

Unfocused dark blue eyes slowly made their way up Elsa's now-standing form, with a generous pause at her very exposed chest, and finally fixed on a point just below her nose. The Queen smiled. "What's your idea, Els'?"

She held out her hand to lead the younger girl, "Come upstairs and I will show you. It's something I know for a fact that you love."

Elsa had never seen her sister trip over her own feet so many times in her entire life as she did on their way up to the room. It was so endearing… and made drawing this out so much more fun. She made sure to include several brushes of her hand against intimate spots, and to blatanly fondle her soft breasts each time she caught her. This all just served to make the redhead even more clumsy. All in all, it was a very enjoyable walk through the halls. Definitely her second favorite of all time.

Once in the bedroom, she told Anna to undress and get under the covers. Oh sure, now she's not clumsy. I've never seen anyone get out of their clothes that fast. One by one, she blew the candles out. There were clouds over the moon. This was as dark as it could get in the room.

"Are you comfy?" she asked as she laid down next to her sister.

"Mmhmm," came a frantic sound.

"Good," she wrapped her arms around Anna's warm body, and kissed her cheek. She could feel the younger girl shaking with excitement. Elsa laid there and enjoyed the calm of the moment for a minute before saying, "Goodnight, my love."

The reaction was immediate, "Oh, I knew it! I'm laying here in a self-made puddle that you, Miss Ice Cannons, are very much responsible for, and you think it's so funny to just drive me insane!"

Keeping a tight hold on the squirming girl, Elsa laughed, "Oh, I do think it's funny! Don't you think that this isn't driving me crazy too! But I have to make sure you've learned your lesson. When you attack your Queen, there are consequences, Princess. Before we go to sleep though…" she slipped a finger down between Anna's legs, eliciting a grateful moan and bucking hips. "Calm down, lover, I just want a taste before bed." Elsa slipped the finger into her mouth. "Mmm… Anna, my darling, you are positively delicious."

The Princess growled, and said nothing.

With a smile, Elsa nibbled one more time on her sister's ear before whispering, "I am going to make you cum so hard tomorrow."

There was a whimper followed by a semi-violent trembling. "Promise?"

The blonde laughed again, "Goodnight, my sweet Princess."

Another growl, "Goodnight, meanie."