The morning sun was just barely peeking into the Princess's chambers when the gentle knock sounded on her door. Receiving no answer, the knocking continued. A disheveled mass of red hair raised a few inches before plopping back to the pillow. More knocking.

Not bothering to open her eyes or wipe the drool from her chin, Anna called out, "Who is it?"

A woman's voice answered, "It's Gerda, Your Majesty. I'm sorry to wake you-"

Her eyes struggled to open. "No no no, you didn't. I've been," she paused to yawn, "up for hours." A longer pause as her eyelids settled back down. Her head dipping back to her chest woke her suddenly, "Who is it?"

"Still me, Princess. The sun is rising quickly. Time to get ready."

"Of course…" she groaned in a long stretch, "ready for what?"

"Your wedding?"

"My… wedding…" Her eyes opened slowly, focusing on the most perfect white dress she had ever seen standing across the room. She gasped. "It's my wedding day!" She took a big breath, jumped out of bed, and started to sing, "It's always-"

The door banged open as Gerda charged in, "No, no, no, Majesty. We don't have time for that today."

Anna stuck her tongue out at the older woman and went over to help the group of servants who were drawing her bath. They would never let her, but that had never stopped her from trying. She looked around for something to do in the meantime. As usual, everything was being done for her. It was nice being a Princess, she supposed, but sometimes it would be okay to do things herself. Maybe once she was a Queen they would let her… no, probably not. But at least after today, she would be moving out of this room, and she could be the one to take care of Elsa. That was much better than taking care of herself anyway.

Satisfied with her reasoning, she handed her nightgown to a servant and climbed into the tub. The warm water soothed the nervousness that she hadn't even known was there. Once she was settled, the young women left the Princess alone with Gerda.

"So, what needs to be done first, Gerda? Do I need to check on the flowers? Or make sure that Olaf hasn't lost our rings?" Handing hers to the snowman the night before had been much harder than she'd anticipated. After Elsa had given it to her, she hadn't wanted to take it off for a second. It was agony waiting to feel it on her finger again.

"Princess, you know very well that all the planning is being handled. Little Olaf has not lost the rings, and the flowers are fine. There is nothing for you to worry your pretty head about."

Anna felt the silence more than heard it. She turned her head to see the matron's eyes glistening. "Gerda? Are you all right? Are you sure there's nothing to worry about?"

"Oh, of course I'm all right, child. Although, you're surely not a child anymore. Apologies, Princess. I'm just so proud of you. There is nothing that I've wanted more in the world than to see you and your sister happy, and this whole day is a testament to just how happy two people can be. You've found something rare, my dear. We're all so happy for you."

Anna could feel her cheeks heating well beyond the temperature of the water. "Gerda…"

"We are, Majesty. Kai and I more than anyone, but the whole of Arendelle, as well." She smiled, "And the fact that you've agreed to be wed on Frigg's Day… so many young people disregard the old customs. It's so nice to see that they'll be carried on."

"Oh, Gerda, of course they will! They're customs for a reason, right? I mean, they wouldn't have been started and continued if there wasn't some value to it. Although, I guess that's not true of all things… Since there used to be customs about raiding smaller villages, and taking slaves too… But you know what I mean! We'll keep the good ones, I promise." She stood up and reached for her towel. "Okay, now let's get me into my wedding dress!" Her stomach lurched in the best way as she said the words.

She was getting married today. To her sister. To her best friend in the whole world. To the absolute love of her life, and the one person who could make her truly happy beyond description. To Elsa. The thought was dizzying, exciting, and extremely thrilling. She wanted to scream with happiness as Gerda brought the dress over to her. Maybe she did squeal... just a little.

It took several minutes to get her completely into it, and the whole time she couldn't stop thinking, I hope it doesn't take Elsa this long to get me out. As soon as Gerda proclaimed her 'dressed,' she ran to the mirror. Oh, Elsa is going to freak! She giggled and brushed a red curl behind her ear just as a knock came at the door.

"Who could that be? It had better not be Elsa. She's not allowed to see me, and I'm not allowed to see her! Not until the-" she was overcome by another squeal as her mouth tried to form the word 'wedding.'

Gerda cracked the door before opening it all the way. "Good morning, Kristoff." She gave a short laugh, "I'm still not entirely used to a reindeer wandering the halls. Not that it's a problem, of course. Hello again, Sven," she patted the reindeer on the head as he entered the room. He dipped his antlers as a way of response.

"Wow, Anna, you look awesome!"

"Thanks! Let's hope Elsa agrees."

"Yeah, I don't think you have anything to worry about. The way she looks at you under normal circumstances is obvious enough. This… this is going to drive her wild. I know I wouldn't want to be standing between the two of you when she sees you."

Gerda made her way from the room, "You aren't alone in that respect, young man. I'll come get you when it's time, Princess."

"Thanks, Gerda! So what's up, you two?"

The blond boy leaned against his partner, "Oh just coming to give you a pre-wedding congratulations. And to see if there's anything we can help with. Since you're already in your dress though… I'm assuming that there's no work being done around here."

"You'd be correct. Apparently a Princess isn't allowed to do any work on her own wedding. All I got to do was find my bride and get her a ring. Although, I suppose that was the fun part… so yeah, I can't complain."

"Hmm, well then," he looked out the window, "Wow."

"Wow?"

"Yeah, wow. There are already so many people down there getting seated… Marshmallow looks like he's being very helpful. I wonder if I can see Elsa from here…"

Anna had to resist the urge to run to the window. As badly as she wanted to see her bride, she had promised last night that she would be good. "I doubt she's out there yet. And if she is, then I bet she looks too amazing for you to describe anyway. So I'm safe over here. Ah, I don't know what to do… I'm not good at sitting still."

"Okay, then. So tell us what happens next."

"Next?"

"Yeah, tomorrow. What happens once you're married?"

A smile spread across Anna's face. "Oh goodness, where do I start?!"

From her window, Elsa watched the myriad of guests filtering towards their seats. It was not going to be long before she stood there under that flowered archway, waiting to catch her first glimpse of her bride.

It was amazing how fast this had all happened. Not even a year ago, she was locked in this room, dreading her Coronation because it meant she would be at risk of exposing her abilities to her people. Now, here she was wearing a wedding dress made of pure ice that was designed purely to draw as much drool from her sister as possible, and getting ready to go pour her heart out to her True Love in front of the whole city.

That should have been scary. Until recently, the very thought would have absolutely terrified her. Today though… today was a happy day. There was nothing scary about marrying Anna. What could possibly be frightening about pledging to spend the rest of your life with the one person from whom you could never bear to be apart? Nothing at all. Her heart held nothing but love today, and it warmed her to the core.

"Wow, it's warm out here. Elsa, are you doing that? Can I come in?"

Warm? But she couldn't… "Yes, Olaf, come on in."

The tiny snowman bobbled his way into her room. "It's warm in here too. Good thing my flurry is still going, I would hate to melt before getting to see my two favorite people get married. Why is it so warm? Did you learn how to make heat too? That would be cool! Or… hot? I don't know."

He was right, it was pretty warm in here. With a thought, she lowered the temperature to more a comfortable level. "How's that, little guy?"

He grinned up at her, "Better! Ooohhh, I bet you were thinking about Anna, weren't you? If True Love thaws, then I bet your thoughts about Anna could start fires. You should probably be careful, especially while you've got friends like me around. I'll melt for you any day, but I would very much like to see the wedding first, if that's okay."

Elsa couldn't help but laugh, "Of course. I wouldn't let you melt, Olaf. Don't be silly. But then, look who I'm talking to. I promise to be more careful from now on."

The snowman hopped up on a small chair, stubby legs swaying as he looked around the room. "Thanks, Elsa. I know Marshmallow will appreciate it too. If anyone doesn't like warm, it's that guy!" he chortled to himself. "So are you excited?"

"Excited? For the wedding?"

"Um, yeah!"

"Of course I'm excited!" she sat down next to him. "Anna is everything I've ever wanted, and now she's going to be my wife," saying it out loud threw her eyes out of focus for a second. It really was a lot to take in, even when she'd been thinking about it for weeks. That warmth inside of her grew, "Yes, Olaf, I'm very excited."

"Good. So am I. I didn't know very much about love when you first made me. There was one point," he looked around before whispering, "where I was silly enough to think that the Trolls knew all about love."

"Oh, Olaf," she chuckled and tweaked his nose, "don't worry. We all thought things when we were young that we look back at now and wonder what we were thinking. Although, I don't know where you could have gotten the idea that the Trolls knew the first thing about love…" she nudged him with her elbow as if to say she was just teasing.

He laughed, "I know! I told you it was silly. You know they even tried to force Anna and Kristoff into getting married? Like against their will and everything. It was kinda scary, but there was singing and dancing… it was all very confusing."

Elsa rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I've heard the story. There's a reason that they weren't invited to the wedding, after all. Can you imagine the trouble they might cause?"

"It's not like you have anything to worry about. Can you imagine Kristoff with anyone but Sven? Because I can't, and I know neither of them can either. Plus, as soon as Anna realized what was going on, her heart rejected the idea so much that she collapsed! If I didn't know better, I'd think they did it on purpose. Maybe they were working with that Duke guy!"

"Oh geez, Olaf, no. Just because he caused all those problems, doesn't mean we get to blame everything on him. The Trolls are just… how do I put this nicely… they're just simple. They weren't trying to force Kristoff and Anna together specifically. Really, it's just that they don't understand what love is. They would have done the same thing if he had walked into their valley with me, or with Gerda."

The snowman fell off his chair from laughing so hard, "Can you… can you imagine? Kristoff… and Gerda?!" He was rolling in a little circle on the floor. "Oh gosh, that would have been so funny! Can we test it? I'll go get Gerda, you get Kristoff. I'll meet you at the main gate in ten minutes!" He started heading to the door.

"Olaf!" she laughed. "No, we're not doing that. It would be funny, but no. After all, if we did that, then we'd have to postpone the wedding, and I really don't like that idea."

"Oh, yeah, good point. Me either. You know, Elsa, one of these days, I'm gonna get married too!"

Her eyebrows shot up, "Oh, yeah? And who are you planning on marrying?"

"Well, I don't know. I haven't met a nice snowgirl yet. But I figure once winter time comes, there should be quite a few around, right? So I'll just wait until I find the right one like you did with Anna." He was quiet for a few moments. "Do you think you could help me? Once it's winter, of course. There's no snow right now. Like I need to tell you. You're the Queen of snow." He chuckled to himself.

Elsa watched him. He had given her an idea, and she wasn't sure how it had never occurred to her before. It seemed so obvious now. If anyone around here deserved to be happy, it was Olaf. The little fellow never stopped caring for others, and putting everyone else before himself. It was high time that he had his own happiness.

"You're right, Olaf. I am the Queen of snow. You know what that means?"

"That you don't like summer as much as I do? That's okay, Elsa. I understand. People like different things."

"What? No.. just… oh, Olaf. You crack me up. It means that we don't need to wait until winter. Now… I've got one more question… Do you want to build a snowgirl?"

The look of awe that settled onto the snowman's face was adorable. His eyes grew into saucers as she waved a hand and swirling snow appeared and coalesced into another little form. It was his same height, but its body was less out of proportion. Atop its head appeared a pink ice-ribbon tied in a large bow. Olaf gasped as the snowgirl's eyes opened.

She smiled wide, "Hi, I'm Kelda, and I like warm hugs!"

Elsa had never seen Olaf so excited. He bounced across the bedroom floor and threw his stick-arms around his new friend. "I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs too! Oh, you're just perfect! Exactly how I always imagined." They smiled at one another before he turned to Elsa, "Um… I don't want to sound ungrateful, but… she's going to need a nose…"

"A nose? That sounds fantastic! Can it be like your nose? But smaller, of course, I am a lady after all. At least, I think I am. Am I?" She turned to her maker, "Hi, I'm Kelda!"

Elsa smiled and hugged the little snowgirl, "Hello, Kelda, I'm Elsa. And I would be very happy to get you a nose. Right now though, I have to be very careful where I go because I must not see my sister before our wedding."

"Wedding?!" Kelda exclaimed. "I've always wanted to see a wedding! Can I help?"

Oh dear, what have I done? Elsa chided herself. "You can help by going with Olaf down to the kitchens. He knows where they are. Tell the cooks that I said you can pick out whichever nose you want, okay?"

"Elsa, that's so nice of you! This is the best wedding present ever!" Olaf jumped into the air. "Although, I'm pretty sure that you're supposed to be getting the presents instead of giving them…"

"Well where's the fun in that?" asked Kelda.

"Good point. Let's go get your nose, dear!"

"I'm not a deer, I'm a snowgirl."

"I know that, I was calling you 'dear.'"

"But why would you call me a deer if I'm a snowgirl?"

"Okay, you two. Have fun finding a nose. I'll see you at the wedding!" Elsa felt a mixture of happiness and exhaustion as she closed the door behind them.

Anna sat alone in her room, going over her vows for what felt like the hundredth time. They were good. She knew they were. But were they good enough for Elsa? Of course not, nothing was good enough for Elsa. That was half of what she had said in the vows themselves. She desperately wished that time would speed up so she could stand next to her bride and just tell her exactly how she felt. This waiting was driving her nuts.

She jumped at the sound of her door opening. "Hope you're not naked… hey! You're not!"

The Princess leapt, as much as her gown would allow anyway, out of her chair, "Punzel!"

The two girls met in the middle of the bedroom in a warm embrace. It had been so long since they had seen each other. Really not that long… but we barely got to talk at the Coronation, and so much has happened since then.

"Annabells!"

"Will you ever stop calling me that?"

"Of course not," Rapunzel turned her nose up at the idea. "You earned it, so you keep it."

"I just didn't want to learn the piano! Who wants to sit still while they're playing music?"

"And naturally, the only other option is to run around the castle clanging bells for the whole kingdom to hear…" the brunette had a mischievous smirk.

"Oh shush. You weren't even there. I can't believe Gerda told you that story. I really need to have a talk with her one of these days."

"You do realize that she tells everyone that story, right? Am I really the only one who has kept your nickname alive?"

"You were. Until you stopped." She stared with determination at her cousin. "Today."

"Huh… I must've missed that part. Weird. Nice dress, by the way. Elsa is gonna have a heart attack."

Anna felt herself blush a little, "That's the idea! And thanks! Oh, geez, so much has happened… where do we start? I missed you, Punz!" she hugged the short-haired girl again.

"Hey, hey," Rapunzel laughed, "save some for your wife. Or… almost wife. Fiancé? Eh, she'll be your wife soon enough. Save some hugs for her!"

"Don't be weird, you know I could never run out of hugs. Especially for Elsa." I wonder what she's doing right now. Probably something super sweet, and wearing the most incredible ice-dress… I bet the neckline-

"Woah, where did your mind just go? You should've seen your face, like something inside you just lit up. You know what? Maybe don't answer that. I don't think I want to know what made your face do that."

Whoops… "Oh, ha-ha. Like I would tell you anyway. Oh speaking of things that light up though…" she hurried across the room. "Look at this."

Anna held up the ice-star that Elsa had made for her at the engagement party. "Wow, Annabells, this is amazing!" The Princess glared at the use of that name, but let it slide. "It's so intricate… and sparkly."

The redhead giggled, "Very sparkly. Elsa made it for me the other night. I was telling her about how much I loved the stars, and how I think they're watching over us… so she made me one of my own to keep me safe."

"Okay, you guys are just too cute. Seriously. I mean, Eugene does his share of sweet things too, don't get me wrong, but wow. That's awesome."

"Yeah," Anna's whole body warmed as she smiled, "she's the best. Oh, that reminds me. This seems like a dumb question, but I'm going to ask it anyway. You're gonna be up there with me today, right?"

"Um… hello? Of course! Where else would I be? I'm your favorite cousin. I'd better be up there."

"Well… you are my only cousin."

"Irrelevant."

"Touché."

"Um… en garde?"

They both burst out laughing.

Knock knock knock. "Your Majesty," Kai's voice called through the door. "It's time to take your place."

For all of her excitement and positive thinking, Elsa could not deny that she was a jumbled mess of nerves. She did not dare give anxiety any time to settle in, and smiled at the head servant as she exited the room. "Good afternoon, Kai." He immediately fell in line with her steps, "I trust there have been no complications."

"None at all, Majesty. I have triple-checked to make sure that Master Olaf has not lost the rings, and I have even taken the liberty of granting his request for his new friend to be our flower girl."

"Kai, that is perfect. He enjoyed that very much, I take it?"

"Yes indeed, he did. I thought his carrot might shake right out of his face for a moment. Thankfully though, it did not."

She smiled at that, "Thankfully. I appreciate all your help, Kai. I am sure it could not have been done without you."

"Nonsense, Majesty. I am just a humble servant doing my job. And it is a job that I most thoroughly enjoy, at that. Especially today." He leaned his head closer to hers, "I am tremendously happy for you, Elsa."

They were nearing the courtyard now, and she had to work to hide the reddening of her cheeks. She gripped his hand, "That means so much to me, Kai. Thank you."

As they rounded the corner into the courtyard, his airs snapped back into place. "Now, I must excuse myself, Your Majesty. Your bride is not going to walk herself down the aisle."

She nodded and made her way up towards the Priest. It was difficult to imagine how much work had gone into making this arch for them. It had not even been a full week since the engagement party, and somehow they had created this.

It stood roughly ten feet tall and equally as many wide. The wood looked like it had somehow grown into that exact shape, rather than being worked into it. Each bloom was placed in such a manner that no color bordered a similar shade. Above the arch, royal purple and emerald green, the Arendelle flag danced its own celebration in the wind. An unexpected burst of pride rose up inside of her as she watched. After everything that had happened, both before and during her rule, that flag flew unfazed. It will never stop flying as long as I live.

She took her place under the arch, exchanging pleasantries with the Priest. It was only a moment later that she was joined by another. "Captain, I was wondering if you had forgotten."

He looked offended before her smile assured him that it was a joke, "Your Majesty, I just thought that you should be allowed your entrance without distraction."

"You're a distraction?"

"I know that you would make it a priority to greet me upon arriving, Majesty. And that might have distracted you. I just did not wish to chance it. I trust you understand."

"I suppose I do, but please. There's no need for such things. You're here as my friend Cap-... Tendro. Ah, see? I have a hard time with it as well."

"Indeed, Majesty."

"Tendro, as a wedding present, maybe you could drop the formality. Call me Elsa. Just for today, of course. I know you would not stand for it beyond that."

"I…" he was obviously flustered. "Well… yes, of course. That's not to say that I have not gotten you a present, Ma- er- Elsa. I did, you know."

"I look forward to seeing it. I doubt it can rival this one though." She grinned, and he smiled back.

"Looks like it's starting," he whispered.
Music drifted over the crowd, and all chatting ceased. There was Olaf, looking more excited than she had ever seen him, hands clenched together in front of him in a ball of knotted wood. It was obvious that he could barely keep his feet from running as he walked towards her. She gave him a smile, and he returned it with his own enormous one. Probably sooner than he should have, he arrived in front of her and shook with glee when she patted his head.

Pink bow glistening in the sun and baby carrot barely poking out from her smiling face, Kelda was skipping her way between the rows of seats, tossing flower petals everywhere. Whoever decided to give her such a big basket sure made the right call. Once she ran out, she looked unsure for a moment before taking a seat next on the ground at Olaf's feet. Elsa smiled, close enough.

Next to appear was Rapunzel, who managed to look royal and best-girl-friend-giddy at the same time. She giggled as she passed the two little ones and took her spot. Then the music got louder, and Elsa felt every last nerve clench in anticipation.

As she looked ahead, the rational part of her brain told her that Kai was walking with her sister, and they were making their way far too slowly towards Elsa. For the rest of her, all the parts of her that mattered, everything else had slipped away. All she saw was Anna.

That ecstatic smile on her face alone was enough to make Elsa's knees weak, but it was only the first thing she noticed. Immaculately curled, copper hair hung loose over her freckled shoulders. Her gorgeous dress looked like it had been sewn together from enormous snowflakes. The extended tip of one such flake rose up to so-conveniently cover what would otherwise have been ample cleavage, and to serve as the dress's lone strap. True to the old saying, every single snowflake she could see was different than the one before it. And as the dress flared out at her hips, they got smaller and smaller but sparkled brilliantly in the sunlight.

It took every ounce of the Queen's will to keep herself from running up the aisle to her bride. As much as I can't wait for her to get here… Wow… I could watch her walk towards me all day. I'm marrying her. Her eyes widened as it really sank in. I'm marrying her. A cool, wet sensation slid down her cheek.

Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh…Can't we move faster? I mean look at her! Freyja herself must have designed that dress. How can ice even be that white? It looked like there were more sparkles than usual in Elsa's long, flowing white-gold hair.

I wonder if those snowflakes are a conscious thing she does or if- oh my! Her eyes swept down to the blonde's smooth, mountainous breasts that stubbornly refused to be contained by such a tight dress. That was the advantage to having a dress form on you, she supposed, actually getting into it wasn't something you had to take into account. There was no other explanation for how she had gotten every one of those flawless curves into such a form-fitting outfit. It was painfully clear that Elsa had designed this gown specifically for Anna.

Of course, it would be weird if she hadn't… I cannot believe I get to marry her. Her! I get to be hers forever!

She didn't even notice the tears on her own cheeks as Kai guided her to her position. The Priest was saying some words, but she never was very good at old languages. Plus, how could anybody pay attention with Elsa looking so perfect? She always looks perfect, but this is like a whole new level for her. I wonder if I can convince her to skip the party afterwards. I need to hold her…

The Priest was holding a fir bough. She caught something about sanctifying before he dipped its end in wine and sprinkled it over them. A few drops landed on her face and she instinctively rolled her eyes around trying to see them. Elsa only barely held in a laugh, and Anna felt proud of herself for getting the Queen to break her bearing.

Tendy was moving now. He slowly unsheathed the ceremonial sword from his hip, holding it out towards Olaf. Wait, what? Who is that? Another Olaf? With a bow? Bowlaf? She snorted as the thought crossed her mind. The Priest looked up at her, and she flushed with embarrassment.

The snowman reached up and placed their rings on the tip of the blade. Good ol' Tendy knelt and raised them up between Elsa and her. "Queen Elsa," the Priest said, "Do you have a symbol of your eternal commitment to Princess Anna?"

"I do," Elsa said as she lifted the silver ring free. Anna felt such relief as the band slid easily onto her third finger. Its absence had felt so strange. She hoped to never feel that again.

"Princess Anna, do you have a symbol of your eternal commitment to Queen Elsa?"

"I do I do I do!" Whoops. "Sorry, I mean… I do." Thankfully, the Priest was smiling, so that meant she hadn't messed up too badly. Tendro lowered the blade after she removed the ring.

Every loving feeling that she had ever had for Elsa swam at the forefront of her mind as she placed the snowflake-band onto her bride's hand. It was difficult not to forget where she was when she looked into the cerulean depths of those loving eyes. As Tendro again held the sword out to them, this time hilt first, she remembered.

As one, she and Elsa took hold of the sword, holding it together, just as they would continue to do everything in life. "Queen Elsa, what have you to say to your bride on this most joyous of days?"

Her beautiful sister took a deep breath and said, "Anna, you have helped make me who I am today. You have shown me what it's like to be truly treasured. Every time I look in your eyes, I see the overwhelming love that comprises everything that you are. There may have been times where you didn't understand what love looked like, but there has never been a time where you stopped embodying everything that love should be." More tears slid down her cheeks. "Your loving, beautiful heart gives you the strength to be the most admirable person I've ever known. I promise to never stop striving to be worthy of everything that you've given me. My Anna. My True Love."

In the hours, maybe moments stretched to hours, that followed, Anna became aware of how wet her cheeks were. Oh, and the Priest is talking again…

"...on this most joyous of days?"

"Elsa… you've always told me that I'm the strong one. But you are the one who gives me something to be strong for. You make me so much more than I ever thought I could be, and I love it. Everything about the way that I am when I'm with you… it's exactly what I want to be. The way you look at me, Els'... it makes me sure that I'm doing at least something right. And as clumsy as I can be, I need that reassurance," they shared a laugh through their tears. "Every day, I wonder what simple little me did to deserve someone as mind-bogglingly wonderful as you. You say I'm all these amazing things… but I'm just me. Elsa… everything that you find so beautiful in me is there because I've spent my life trying to be just like you." Her voice caught in her throat. After a second, she had found her breath again, "And I promise to never ever stop. I love you with everything that I am, Elsa. And I always will."

"Now, as the First Priest of Arendelle, I now pronounce you married in the eyes of the gods and men alike. You may now-"

And Elsa was kissing her. The Priest may or may not have finished his sentence, Anna would never know. All that she knew was that Elsa, her wife, was kissing her. Their wet cheeks pressed into one another, tear-tracks mingling, and suddenly the kiss was broken days before Anna would have chosen to end it.

The Priest held up his hands to staunch the flood of applause that followed. "Please, please! Before the celebrations begin, please allow me to introduce," he lifted a golden crown, an exact duplicate of Elsa's, onto Anna's head, "Queen Elsa and Queen Anna of Arendelle!"

The crowd exploded with cheers.

The night was moving so fast, Elsa could hardly believe it. Both the soup and roast had been phenomenal. I have never been so full in my entire life! They sat together at the long table reserved for their closest friends as the blonde dubiously eyed her ice cream.

"We're married!" Anna giggled.

It must've been the twentieth time since their first married kiss, but Elsa was sure she would never tire of hearing that. The blonde kissed her soundly. "And don't you forget it."

The groups of people nearest their table quieted down as Kai rose from his seat, hands outstretched for their attention. His voice carried well across the crowd, "I have known the Queens since they were born. It has been my privilege to watch them grow from the two cutest girls you've ever seen into the beautiful, royal couple they are today. Every relationship has had its ups and downs and theirs has been no different, but it is undoubtedly stronger for having undergone such trials. My dears… I want you to know just how proud I am of you. But more than that, so much more, I cannot even begin to express… how proud your parents would be."

Anna's arms wrapped around Elsa, holding her close. She leaned into the hug, eager to give as much comfort as she got. "I have no doubts that even now, they are looking down on you with more happiness in their hearts than everyone at this celebration combined. There was nothing they wanted more than to see you two happy, and this union of True Love… well, I cannot think of anything that would have satisfied that desire more."

He raised his glass, and the rest of the city joined him. Before it could reach his mouth though, both brides had enveloped him in a massive hug. Elsa tried to speak, but no words came out.

"Thank you-" Anna managed, "Kai-... thank you."

It was several minutes before the two had themselves back under control again. Elsa had Anna's hand firmly in her own. She hadn't expected anything like that from Kai, and now she was worried about what anyone else might say.

"At least we know that nobody can say that again, right? I mean… I loved it, but… it kinda hurts… but in a good way, you know?" Anna laid her head on Elsa's shoulder.

"I know exactly what you mean, my love. I don't even know who would want to speak after…" she saw a short, gray-haired figure moving to their table. "Ah, well yes, this makes sense."

Silvi stopped a few feet away from them. "Majesties, Queens Elsa and Anna, they come into Silvi's shop months ago. They are looking for dresses. Fun dresses. Just a day shopping trip for fun. Right? No. Silvi knows better. She sees the way those two look at each other, the way they watch protectively over the other one, and that's when Silvi knew. She knew she would be making a wedding dress soon. Silvi did not expect it to take this long, but hey. Things happen. Now, here they are, and Silvi has never seen a better couple." She gave a deep curtsey, "Sometimes the longer path is the one more worth traveling, and as long as you go together, there is nowhere not worth going."

"Thank you, Fru. Vinter!"

"Silvi! That was so sweet. thank you so much!"

The older woman smiled and headed back to her seat. Elsa leaned toward her new wife. "Hopefully there won't be many more."

"Hmm?" Anna asked. "Why's that?"

"Oh, there's just this thing I have to do. I have to," she lowered her voice, "You see… I have to take my wife upstairs and… well, it wouldn't be very Queenlike of me to say it here."

The redhead's stare was very intent. "I might throw a plate at the next person to start a speech." Kristoff stood up from the end of the table. Anna gave a heavy sigh.

"I won't talk long, don't worry. I see you glaring at me, Anna. I just wanted to say thanks for letting me be a part of bringing you two together. Before I met you guys, I was just a weird guy, raised by Trolls, in love with a reindeer, and who sold ice for a living. Now I'm… well, I'm still all of those things, but I can also say that I helped reunite the most perfect couple," he shot an apologetic look to Sven, who was feigning being upset, "that I have ever met. You guys really are perfect for each other, and Sven and I are just so lucky to know you."

"That was very sweet, Kristoff," Elsa smiled. "Thank you."

"Yes, thanks. I didn't expect all that. And you're right. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be where we are today. So really… thanks, buddy." Anna grinned.

All the glasses and silverware clinked on the table as Marshmallow approached from the other direction. His deep bass voice washed over them like a wave, "Elsa, thanks for making me. Anna…" he heaved a large sigh, "Sorry I threw you." And he stomped off as abruptly as he had come.

"Aww, I'm sorry I hit you with a snowball, big guy! And a tree!"

"Do you think that's it? We've been married all of a few hours, and I have barely gotten to even kiss you." Elsa pulled Anna close, exalting in the thrilling moment just before their lips touched. When suddenly…

"Hey guys!"

"Queen Anna! I'd like to meet you now please!"

Anna whispered, "If I take them apart, you can rebuild them, right?" Elsa had to turn her head away to hide her laughter. "Hey, you two. Yep, I'm Anna. And who are you?"

"My name's Kelda and I like-"

"-warm hugs, just like me!" Olaf finished.

"Well, that's just super cute. Now I feel bad about the taking apart thing."

"The what? Taking a part? Like in a play?"

Kelda gasped, "We could do a play! What's a play?"

"No no no! That's not what I meant. I was talking about… something else… from earlier. Forget it. Sorry. It's so nice to meet you, Kelda!"

The snowcouple giggled together. Olaf spoke up first, "We don't want to interrupt your night any more, but-"

"-Well we wanted to say that we think it's ever so nice-"

"-that Elsa has so much love in her heart, that she's able-"

"-to use so much of it to make snowpeople like us-"

"-and still have enough left over to give to you."

"It really makes us feel very special."

"Plus," Olaf said, "We really wouldn't exist without you guys. So that kinda means a lot too."

Elsa's smile grew wider as Anna snuggled up close to her and said, "I would say she has much more than enough left over for me. You two are so sweet."

"You really didn't have to-"

Kelda cut her off, "Of course we did, Elsa!"

"There's no better time than a wedding for telling people how you feel."

"So that's what we did!"

"We love you guys!"

The Queens laughed together. "We love you guys too." Stick-hand in stick-hand, the snowman and girl wandered off through the party.

Anna's voice was very suddenly in Elsa's ear. "Can we please go to our room now?"

A tingle of excitement shot through the blonde. "Yes, my wife. Let's go to our room."