A/N: Alright, I've gotta do this fast before my internet goes out again, so here's chapter 2!

Disclaimer: I wouldn't trust myself with the rights to Frozen. Would you?

Surrounded by her guards, Elsa gracefully walked off the ship, with Kristoff and an overly-excited Anna in tow.

Looking around, she began to take in her new surroundings. She had always heard that Landvik was beautiful, and it was. It kind of reminded her of home, in a way. It actually looked somewhat similar to Arendelle, with its expansive fjord and cobblestone streets, with the high point being the towering castle.

Elsa had been looking forward to this wedding as a way to get out of the castle, but she couldn't help but feel on edge as she walked through the crowd of royals that were arriving. She just had to stop thinking about him...

"It'll be nice to see Prince Johan again, won't it Elsa?"

Snapping out of her daze, Elsa turned to her sister. "Huh?"

A look of realization crossed over Anna's face. "Oh wait, you didn't actually meet him, did you?" she said.

"Who?"

"Prince Johan. When he and his father came to Arendelle several years ago, you stayed in your room the whole time. So I guess you never really met him?"

Elsa hesitated for a moment. "Oh... no."

Anna didn't catch the lie as Elsa looked back in front of her and bit her lip. She had never told Anna about the secret relationship that she had briefly shared with Johan. It hadn't really crossed her mind until they got the invitation for the wedding, and she was afraid of how Anna would react.

Bringing herself back to the present, Elsa began to notice that people were staring at her. She knew why. Even though she hadn't worn one of her ice dresses, the dress she wore was still her trademark icy blue. With her long, nearly white hair put against that color, it only took one look for people to know she was the Snow Queen.

Anna began to notice this too. "Is it me," she said, "or are we getting weird looks?"

Elsa sighed and looked back at her sister. "No, Anna, I'm getting weird looks," she said.

For a second Anna looked confused, before she realized what Elsa meant.

"Oh," the princess said. "Well... just ignore them. They just don't know what to think..."

"You guys are sure they're not looking at me, right?" Kristoff spoke up.

Anna laughed. He did look somewhat strange wearing a royal uniform, but that was just because they were so used to seeing him in his rugged winter-wear. Only they could tell that he was uncomfortable. To anyone else, he looked like any other nobleman.

"Yes," Anna reassured her boyfriend, "I'm sure they're not looking at you!"

Elsa smiled at them as they approached the chapel. She was sure that this would not be the last wedding she would attend in the near future.

Inside the chapel, they filed into a pew, and Elsa sat all the way on the end, away from the middle aisle. She heard the sounds of joyful conversation all around her, but she tuned it out and stared up at the stained-glass window on the wall next to her.

It had been almost eight years since she had last seen Johan. At the time, he was the only friend she'd had in a long time, and it was by far the only time she'd ever kissed a boy. For all that it mattered now, he may well not remember her, but she could certainly understand that. After all, once the residual feelings she had for him after he left had somewhat worn off, she hadn't thought of it again until they received the wedding invitation.

As if on cue, the orchestra started playing, and the wedding participants walked down the aisle. First the groom, Prince Isak. As he took his spot at the altar, Elsa couldn't help but notice how difficult it was for him to keep a straight face. He looked really nervous.

Then, after the bridal carpet was rolled out, the bridesmaids and groomsmen began to walk in. Elsa couldn't see them very well from where she was sitting, but she had a feeling he was among them.

At the end of the two lines were the best man, who was clearly Prince Isak's brother, and the maid of honor, who Elsa supposed was the bride's sister. Although, the girl didn't look much like Johan, since her hair was auburn instead of brown.

After the flower girls and ring bearer made their way past, people gasped as they finally got their first view of the bride walking down the aisle. As Elsa saw the princess, her suspicions of the maid of honor being her sister were confirmed. Princess Leah wore a breathtaking wedding gown, with a long veil that draped over her auburn hair. Her emerald necklace matched her eyes perfectly, and everyone was in awe of her beauty.

Accompanying her was her father, King Magnus. In him, Elsa could see the resemblance to Johan that she couldn't see in the princesses.

As Leah arrived at the altar, she took Isak's hand and handed her bouquet to her sister as the king sat down. When the orchestra finished their song, the priest began to speak.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."

Elsa zoned out as the ceremony continued. She could hear the words that were being said, but she wasn't listening to them. As she watched the ceremony, her mind began to wander, and she imagined her own fairy tale wedding, to her own Prince Charming.

The scary thing was, she wasn't sure that was ever actually going to happen. She had never been sure, and she could only be sure of it when, or rather if, someone puts a ring on her finger.

She had always dreamed of meeting her Prince Charming ever since she was little, and during that magical summer when she was fourteen, she thought she had found it in Johan. But as the years went by, she realized how naive she was at that age. Now she had seen what could happen when you put too much trust into someone you barely know. But she was afraid that being too over-cautious would keep her from finding love in anyone...

Elsa snapped out of her daze as she saw someone staring at her out of the corner of her eye.

Glancing in that direction she saw one of the groomsmen looking at her. He was tall and young, about Elsa's age. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and a clean-shaven face. As her eyes met his, Elsa felt a sense of recognition come to her. She knew that face.

It was him.

A hint of nervousness ran through the queen as the prince stared back at her in disbelief. She feared what his feelings toward her might be now, after all these years. Especially after what happened this summer...

Suddenly the crowd began to cheer, and Elsa saw that Leah and Isak had kissed. As the crowd stood in front of her, Elsa lost sight of Johan. But as she stood and clapped, she thought that maybe it was for the better that they didn't meet tonight. She didn't want to have to pull her head out of the clouds when it was all over. Just like that isolated fourteen-year-old that went head-over-heels for a boy she knew would have to leave...

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Johan tried to hold himself together as he clapped for his sister and new brother-in-law. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. Had it been a ghost? Was he seeing things? Maybe it was simply someone else? But no, there was no mistaking her beauty. She was there.

It was her.

Read on, write on, dream on. -bandgeek63