Elsa paced back and forth, her heels clicking on the polished floor of the portrait hall. Servants were everywhere, bustling about to amok sure every little detail was perfect. The chandeliers on the high ceiling were polished until they were gleaming gold. The portraits themselves had been touched up, preserved so the colors were vibrant and bright. Gerda approached her, carrying a vase of green roses.
"Where am i putting this again Queen Elsa?" she asked, lifting them up slightly. Elsa waved her fingers to a table that sat n the corner of the room and it seemed there wasn't enough room for anything. Tables were still being set up, chefs comparing dishes, and she swore she saw a chambermaid running across the room, carrying a pitcher and jug.
"Over there will be fine, Gerda," she said, "if you can find room though, okay?" Gerda nodded, shuffling away, yelling for the chefs to move out of her way.
"Queen Elsa!" someone yelled for her, and she turned, seeing Bulda stride in, wringing her hands.
"What is it, Bulda?" Elsa asked, taking the stout woman;s chubby hands in her elegant slender palms.
"I can't find the groom anywhere!" she cried, her face turning red, "I mean-"
"Calm down," Elsa shushed her, "he'll be here. He's probably finishing up his route, alright?" Bulda nodded, waddling away, shouting for the Princess. Brushing the skirt of her dress- the blue dress she had made after accidentally casting an eternal winter over her kingdom- she strode confidently past an interior designer who was busy measuring the curtains. She couldn't think about the accident though. That was the past. Right now, she had to think about her sister- and her sister was going to get married.A series of stained-glass windows let colors soar across the red carpet in the hall, the sequins on her dress blinding as she hurried. Elsa could hear her sister's protests as she to closer to the dressing room. Stopping in front of a white wood door, she sighed, trying her best to calm herself. It was almost funny, how she was so extremely nervous, and she wasn't even the one getting married! Placing her hand on the cool wood, she pushed the door open, revealing the scene inside.
And she ultimately gasped, pushing her way past servants as they tidied up the room.
"Anna!" Elsa cried, surprising her sister, who was currently sitting on the bed, a plate of chocolate snacks sitting prettily on her lap. Brown stains decorated her fingers, broken chocolate shells strewn on the bedsheets, the floor. Groaning, Elsa approached her sister, who licked the sweet stickiness off her fingers, smacking her lips.
"Anna, why are you eating now?!" Elsa asked, snatching the plate from her sister's lap as she reached for another piece.
"Hey!" Anna exclaimed, grabbing for it, but Elsa held it high above her head, just out of Anna's reach. Elsa chuckled as Anna jumped, trying to get it away, but to no avail.
"Anna, come on," Elsa said, handing the plate to a servant as he stood up, "You need to get ready!" Anna pouted as she watched the servant pick at the food, exiting the room to assume his other duties.
"But-"
"But nothing, Anna," Elsa cut her off bluntly, "now remember, I invited our cousin-"
"You mean the girl from Corona?" Anna interjected. Elsa nodded, pulling Anna to her feet.
"Her name is Rapunzel, Anna, you should know that, considering she came to my coronation," Elsa reminded her. Anna rolled her eyes as a maid began unbuttoning the back of her nightdress, another sweeping the chocolate crumbs off the pale blush-pink carpet. Anna blew her bangs out of her face, slipping out of her pajamas. The maid set a skirt on the floor and Anna stepped into it, the white fabric soft and light against her skin as the maid pull fit up for her.
"How am I supposed to know?" she whined, "I mean, I spent the entire time looking for you, remember?" Now it was Elsa's turn to roll her eyes- did Anna really have to talk about it now?
"Okay, well, now we need to focus on this, okay?" Elsa changed the subject, playing with her platinum blond, almost white braid that hung over her shoulder. Elsa open dyer mouth to say something else, but her non-existent words were replaced with a low rumbling. The servants and sisters exchanged nervous glances as the rumbling go louder until there was a cracking noise, some splintering and then they were in the room, some unrolling themselves, some still rolling in.
"Ack!" Elsa crie dins upraise, picking up her feet so they wouldn't roll over them, crushing her toes. The largest rock came to a stop at Anna's feet, unrolling itself to reveal a rather large head with a bulbous nose and close-set eyes. A patch of moss resided on its head to resemble hair, a similar sheet of moss hanging off aha Elsa guessed was its shoulders like a long cape, trailing behind it.
"Anna, what-"
"Trolls!" Anna exclaimed, clapping her hands with joy. Elsa rolled her eyes at Grand-Pabbie, Kristoff's family as he and his troll wife approached Anna, pushing maids out of the way.
"Let me get a good look at you!" they begged, jumping gip as Anna leander over to see them pulling the young woman tot eh ground by her twin braided pigtails.
"Ow!" Anna cried as she found herself sprawled on the floor, the trolls surrounding her, trying to get her attention all at once. The servants and Elsa watched all the commotion they were making, Anna's confused eyes darting back and forth as she tried to catch everyone's words. After a few minutes, Elsa (clearly annoyed) waved her fingers and there was a shock of ice on the ground, trolls and Anna jumping out of the way.
"Hey!" Anna shouted at her sister, "are you trying to freeze me again?!" Elsa knew she was trying to be mean, but a smile broke through her attempt to pout and both ended up laughing. Anna sat up, heaving a sigh, one of the younger trolls jumping into her lap, its rock body cold against her skin.
"Alright, well, Grand-Pabbie," Elsa knelt down, "it was wonderful seeing you, but-"
"Oh! But we have something for you dear!" the troll replied, turning to Anna. Anna and Elsa exchanged looks before the trolls gave a look to Elsa, blinking patiently.
"What, why are they looking t me like that?" Elsa asked her sister. Anna only shrugged, laughing as the trolls suddenly pushed her out the door, slamming it in her face. Brushing the skirt of her blue dress, Elsa pushed her hair back, re-freezing the tips in place to look like flames. Pouting, she sent a glare at the door.
"Shut me out of the room, why don't you!" Elsa muttered angrily, swirling around on her heel, stalking toward the Great Hall once more. She began flailing her arms- a habit she and picked up after larding to control her powers- sending ice in small shards everywhere.
"Queen Elsa!" Kai approached her out of breath s he dodged pieces of ice, shielding his head momentarily.
"What is it?!" Elsa barked, then cleared her throat, "I apologize. Is there anything wrong?" Kai shook hi ahead, face beet red.
"No, your Majesty," he said, "I just wanted to inform you that your cousin and her husband-"
"She's here?!" Elsa nearly screamed, gripping the man by the shoulders. He nodded, and soon Elsa was racing down the hall, nearly tripping over her own feet as she slid past a maid sweeping the floor, ducking under a few chefs who were carrying a large cake through the hall. Looking around, she could'nt see anyone, save the servants who were helping decorate.
"Elsa!" came the woman's voice, and Elsa spun around, breaking into a large grin as she saw her cousin, hanging on her husband's arm stride through the door.