Sorry for the short chapter, I am on spring break! I promise longer ones in the future!
Anna looked up at him from the boat, brushing off a piece of seaweed.
"No, no," she stumbled over her words, "I'm okay."
"Are you sure?" He replies.
"I just wasn't looking where I was going, but I'm okay."
Hans jumps off his horse and walks into the boat.
"I'm great actually," Anna says, flustered.
"Oh, thank goodness," he says, offering a hand.
She takes it and he pulls her up.
He bows, "Prince Hans of the Southern Isles."
"Princess Anna of Arendelle," Anna replies, curtseying.
"Princess?" Hans bows deeply.
His horse follows suit, causing the boat to tip. Hans falls on top of Anna.
"Hi again," Anna says.
The horse realizes the boat has tipped and rights it, causing Anna to fall on top of Hans.
"This is awkward. Not you're awkward, just because we're…. I'm awkward. You're gorgeous. Wait what?"
Hans helps her to her feet.
"I'd like to formally apologize for hitting the Princess of Arendelle with my horse, and every moment after that."
"No, no. It's fine. I'm not one of those princesses. If you hit my sister Elsa, that would be. Yeash. Probably worse if it was Andrea. Yikes."
Anna walks over to Hans's horse and pets it.
"What would be yikes if it was me?" Andrea asks, standing just beyond the horse.
"Oh, uh, nothing. Nothing. Ignore everything I just said. Yeah, uh, Andrea. Hi!"
"Hello, Anna."
Anna turns to Hans, "Prince Hans, this is Princess Andrea, soon to be Queen of Arendelle."
"Your Majesty," he says bowing.
Hans looks up and takes in the features of the two sisters. Anna had reddish hair, with a small streak of white. Andrea on the other hand, she was different. Her hair was brown, but shone with a red hue. Her eyes were brown, but appeared orange. She had a scary beauty to her. Andrea looked at him, trying to decode his reason to be here. She finally shrugged.
"Anna, we must return to the palace, the coronation starts soon. Good bye, Prince Hans," Andrea said with a curt curtsey.
"Bye!" Anna said as she hurried after her sister.
A few minutes later, Andrea and Elsa stood in the church, looking out over the pews filled with various nobles. Anna gave them a smile as the two of them stood next to the priest. Crowns are placed on Andrea and Elsa's heads. Finally, the priest turned to them and asked them to remove their gloves to pick up the scepter and orb. The girls glance at each other and remove their gloves. Andrea hold the orb, Elsa the scepter.
"Queen Andrea of Arendelle, Queen Elsa of Arendelle," the priest announces.
The crowd repeats, "Queen Andrea of Arendelle, Queen Elsa of Arendelle."
Andrea and Elsa quickly grab their gloves. They turn and smile at the crowd. Later that night, Andrea and Elsa stand in the front of the ballroom where two thrones have been placed.
"Queen Elsa of Arendelle and Queen Andrea of Arendelle," announced a man.
The crowd applauds as they center themselves.
"Princess Anna of Arendelle."
Anna comes out, shocked. She waves awkwardly. She gets pushed next to her sisters.
"Here? Are you sure?"
"Hi," Elsa says.
'"Hi, me? Oh. Um. Hi."
"You look beautiful, Anna," Andrea says.
"You guys look beautifuller. I mean not fuller. You don't look fuller, just more beautiful."
"Thank you," Elsa says smiling.
"So this is a party," Andrea says in awe.
"It's warmer than I thought."
Andrea inhales slightly.
"What is that amazing smell?" Elsa questions.
The three of them close their eyes and sniff, "chocolate."
Andrea excuses herself and goes into the crowd.
"Are you okay?" Elsa asks Anna.
"I've never been better! This is so nice, I wish it could be like this all of the time."
"Me too.." Elsa says, then she withdraws her statement," but it can't."
"Why not? If-"
"It just can't."
"Excuse me for a minute," Anna says, sad and angry.
She takes off through the crowd and sees Andrea and Hans deep in conversation. Unwilling to deal with her other sister, she walks out on the balcony. Hans and Andrea walk out soon after, their conversation no longer geared towards politics.