Hey! Hope you guys enjoy this. And, uh, I really don't know Spanish that much even though I took it for two semesters. Hehe... All mistakes are mine since, you know, I have no beta and, of course, I definitely do not own Frozen.

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The party is in full swing as we arrive. I can tell just by listening to the lively music coming from the castle. With Gerda in tow, I climb up the steps, all the while fiddling with the cuffs of my suit. A nervous habit ever since I was a kid and something I really need to work on.

I jump a bit in surprise when, suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Try to relax, dear." Gerda whispers before she gives me a reassuring squeeze.

Easier said than done. Nonetheless, I try my best to do as she says. Mentally counting in my head, I inhale slowly and deeply then release it in one go. I turn to face Gerda with an expression that clearly asks the question: "Am I relaxed enough now?"

She shrugs lightly before proceeding towards the ballroom halls without another word, the door shutting quietly at her wake. Grumbling to myself, I follow her but stop just before opening the doors to put on my mask.

Inhaling deeply once more, I steel myself and open up the door. I may be fashionably late, but that doesn't prevent me from acquiring any unwanted attention as soon as I step inside the ballroom halls. I can practically feel the stares on every part of my body. To my utmost displeasure, a blush colors my cheeks.

Okay. I can do this. Just stay calm and cool and charming. In other words, me, be yourself. Right, yeah, I can do this. Now, if only I can command my feet to move and do just that.

"Hi."

Surprised, I look up from glaring down at my uncooperative feet and come in contact with bright blue eyes. My brow furrows in confusion and I look from left to right before landing on now amused, swirling blues. It dawns on me that she is, in fact, talking to me. My blush intensifies as I smile at her nervously.

Without my consent, my eyes travel downwards and can't help but admire the undoubtedly beautiful figure hidden by the black bodice with off-the-shoulder dark green sleeves and light olive green skirt with matching socks. Her hair is styled into a neat bun with a comb-shaped barrette and three green satin ribbons attached to the back of her hair. A dark green cape with a light green bow holding it in place drapes over her form. A black, satin-laced necklace with a gold pendant of Arendelle's symbol and a sparkling, dark green mask that covers the upper half of her face completes her attire.

In layman's terms, she is absolutely breathtaking. Quite literally too, since it seems I'm struggling to breathe easily. Calm, cool and charming my ass.

"Uh…" is all I can say.

She giggles cutely from behind her palms and flutters her eyes. "I didn't see you here earlier. Have you just arrived?"

I gulp harshly, feeling a single drop if sweat slide down the side of my face, before I straighten up—after mentally berating myself—and bow my head in greeting. "Hello," I say politely before smiling gently. "And yes, I have just arrived…?" I trail off in a questioning manner, hoping she will catch on to what I was implying.

She grins then bows graciously in return. "Anna," is her simple reply.

My face cools off a bit and an easy grin makes its way on my lips upon seeing her carefree expression. "A pleasure, Milady," I state easily. For the third time tonight, I am captivated by her eyes and just sort of stare at her.

She tilts her head to the side, a mischievous twinkle flashing in those baby blues as she teasingly says, "And you are?"

And just like that, my blood rushes to my face and the blush returns. "Well, I—uh…" I clear my throat, hoping to all hope the slight high undertone of my voice will tone down a bit. "Sorry. I'm, uh… El…"

She looks downright amused. "Are you sure that's your name?"

The flames on my cheeks keep getting hotter after every word we exchange. Smiling nervously at her, I stutter out an affirmative. Her amused look turns a bit skeptical as she playfully asks, "From what house?"

Clearing my throat once again, I say with more confidence than before, "Of House Des Vaux."