So, throughout the whole of this story no one gave me any kind of ownership over Frozen or Tangled so the characters in the story are not mine etc. etc., although it would be awesome if they were! I've also started a Tangled fic now please go read that too This is probably gonna be a short chapter because I'm running out of wind with this now! Here goes the last chapter...

Chapter 6

Anna stood in the empty hallway, the sound of the slammed door vibrating around her. She thought back to the times before when the door had been closed on her. If only she had opened that door and given Elsa her love then none of what had happened before would have even started. She would have been able to control her powers with love, instead of bottling them up and fearing them. The more Anna thought about this, the more she believed it. She started walking towards Kristoff's room. When she reached Kristoff's door, she paused outside, her hand poised ready to knock. She knew if she knocked the door, he would tell her to go away. Or he wouldn't answer in the hope that she would go away. She wasn't risking then. Placing a hand on the door handle, she took a deep breath and entered the room.

Kristoff was standing with his back to her, looking out the window. He had removed his jacket and shirt and had both of his hands behind his head. Anna watched as the muscles in his shoulders tensed and he clenched and unclenched his fists. She was in awe by him and knew that this was exactly where she was supposed to be. She didn't even realise when a small sigh escaped her lips at the sight of him. He spun round towards the noise and his eyes opened in shock when he saw her. He reached for his shirt but fumbled and dropped it on the floor. He bent down to pick it up before changing his mind and standing up straight again.

"Princess Anna," he said, bowing at Anna, "I was just about to retire for the night, would you excuse me please?"

She knew he would ask her to leave, that was exactly why she hadn't knocked the door. She stepped towards him, cautiously, shaking her head.

"No, Kristoff, we need to talk."

"Anna, I don't know what you think we need to talk about exactly, but I'm tired, I need to sleep." He looked at the floor, his gaze shifting slightly to his bed. He couldn't believe he had mentioned going to bed twice now, while Anna was in his room and he was shirtless.

"You know exactly what we need to talk about, Kristoff Bjorgman!" Her voice was raising slightly. "Why did you leave?"

"I told you why I left Anna," Kristoff sighed, "Can you please just leave?"

"I'm not leaving, Kristoff. I cam here to tell you that... I-"

"You what, Anna? Can't let a subject drop?" Kristoff sounded annoyed now.

"No, I came to tell you that-"

"You don't know what it means when someone ask you to leave?" Kristoff interrupted her again.

Anna was losing her patience now. She was going to wipe that smug look off his face.

"I CAME TO TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU!" Anna shouted at him, breathing heavily.

It definitely wiped the smug look off his face. In fact, Anna couldn't tell how he was feeling now, his face was completely expressionless.

"You... What?" Kristoff asked her, not sure if he had heard her properly.

"I love you, Kristoff." She told him again, stepping forward to touch his cheek. "I know that I'm a princess and you want more than just a boring, stuffy castle life but I promise that I will love you every second of every day. I don't think being a princess, being me, is important if you aren't with me. You'd have to endure balls and boring meetings, heck, I even have to endure balls and boring meetings and you'd think with being the princess that I could wriggle my way out of those things..." She stopped, realising that she was rambling. "But I promise that I'd make it as... easy for you as possible. It would be OK. Because I love you." She finished, with a lot less oomph than she had began. Suddenly the fact that she loved Kristoff didn't seem like a good enough reason for him to have to put up with all this royal nonsense. She looked in to Kristoff's eyes before looking down at the ground. He was very quiet. What if the others had all been wrong about this? What if he really didn't feel the same way that they all said he did? How could Elsa, Rapunzel and Eugene have been so wrong? Anna snuck a look up to Kristoff again. He was still staring at her, dumb-founded. Anna knew this was the wrong thing to do. She turned to leave but felt Kristoff grab her hand and turn her back towards him.

"That... Uh, that is a lot to process." Kristoff said eventually.

"I know, I'm sorry."

"D-Don't apologise." Kristoff smiled at her, a small smile, but Anna was happy with that. "So you... er... You love me?"

Anna nodded. "I love you." She said again.

It was like something finally clicked in Kristoff's mind. She could see his eyes changing, realisation setting in. He pulled her hand so quickly that she barely had time to think about how close he had pulled her to him before his mouth was on hers. It was perfect, better than the first and better than the second times they had kissed. His lips were surprisingly soft on hers and they melted together. Anna wound her arms around Kristoff's neck and twined her fingers the hair at his nape. Kristoff tightened the arms that had found their way around her waist, pulling Anna closer to him still. He reached one of the hands up behind her head. His ran his tongue along her lip, asking for entry, she opened her mouth and felt his tongue slide in. She let him explore her mouth with his tongue before meeting his with her own. She slid a hand down towards his chest and ran her hand along the bare muscles. A small moan at the back of her throat. She pulled her mouth away from Kristoff's and began kissing down his neck.

"Anna," he murmured. She hummed at the back of her throat as she carried on kissing his neck, his shoulder. "Anna!" He said again, this time with more force. She pulled her head back and looked him in the eyes, confused.

"I love you too." Kristoff smiled at her before reaching down and catching her lips in his again.

Later that night, Eugene dragged his wife along the corridors to Kristoff's room. He wanted to check on his friend before they went to bed. He had seemed so unhappy when he left the ballroom and Eugene wondered if Anna had managed to catch up with him. The couple waited after gently knocking the door. After a short while with no answer, Eugene shrugged as his wife and opened the door quietly. The Prince and Princess of Corona smiled brightly at each other when they looked in the room and saw the Princess and the Ice Harvester asleep and curled up in each other's arms.