A/N: Okay guys, so I've got some bad news. (Well, bad for you, anyway.) I am leaving to go on vacation on Saturday for two weeks so I won't be able to post again until August 3. It pains me to leave you for so long, and I almost wish I didn't have to go... oh who am I kidding!? I'm going on a Disney Cruise and then to Disney World! I'm so excited! :-D I'll say hi to Anna and Elsa for you guys! But if it makes you feel any better (which it probably won't) I'm out of chapters to post anyway. Don't worry; I'll be writing while I'm gone.

In the meantime, here's my next chapter. And by the way, can we leave some reviews on this one? I only got two reviews on the last one! (By the way, thank you to the two of you that did review; you know who you are!) They don't have to be good reviews! In fact, you're all gonna be hating on me for the cliffhanger at the end of this chapter! Which means... I better start answering the angry emails now...

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen. I'm just here for some Frozen Fanfiction Fun! (How's that for alliteration?)

Johan awoke the next morning to the beautiful sight of Elsa sleeping beside him. She breathed slowly and looked much more peaceful than she had been last night. Smiling, Johan brushed her messy hair out of her face and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

Elsa groaned and her eyes fluttered open. She smiled as she saw Johan next to her.

"Good morning," she said.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" the prince asked.

"It's okay," she replied. "I would have woke up soon anyway."

He smiled and kissed her lips softly. When he pulled away, she snuggled in close to him and rested her head on his chest. He placed his hand on the small of her back, and he could feel the gauze wrapped around her through the soft silk of her nightgown.

"How's the wound feel?" he asked.

"It feels much better," she replied. "I mean, it still hurts if I twist in the wrong direction, but it's much better than it was."

He smiled. "Good," he said, stroking the back of her hair with his other hand.

Then there was a knock at the door.

"Johan?" Julie called. "I know you're in there."

Elsa and Johan looked at each other with wide eyes. Elsa sighed, with a half-nervous, half-embarrassed look on her face.

"Well, that's awkward," she whispered.

Johan nodded, with the same embarrassed expression on his face. "Yeah," he replied.

"Should I let her in?" she asked.

He nodded again. "Yeah."

Elsa got up and walked around the bed to the door while Johan sat up and put his feet on the floor. She opened the door to see Julie, whose expression showed that she was just as embarrassed about the situation as they were.

"Morning," she said. "Sorry, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything-"

"No, no, no!" Elsa assured her. "You're fine. We weren't... doing anything."

Julie sighed in relief. "Okay, good," she said, chuckling. "It was just, for a minute there, it looked kind of like- you know!"

Elsa laughed as she shook her head. "No, nothing happened."

"So, anyway," Johan said, "you wanted to see me, Julie?"

"Oh, yeah," Julie replied. "Father said he wanted to see you in his study when you got the chance."

"Oh," Johan said, standing up. "Well, why didn't you just say so?" He turned to Elsa. "I have to go. I'll see you later.

"Okay," she replied, pecking his lips. He started walking toward his room with Julie in tow.

"You know, you need to be careful," she said.

"What do you mean I need to be careful? We didn't do anything!" Johan replied.

"I know; that's not what I mean!" Julie said. "There are a lot of rumors going around about you two. All I'm saying is be careful not to give people the wrong impression."

Johan stopped and looked at her. "Well, then I'm glad it was you that came to find me this morning."

She smirked at him. "You're welcome," she said, before walking off.

Johan quickly got dressed and made his way to his father's study. Taking a deep breath, he hesitantly knocked on the door.

"Come in," King Magnus called.

Johan opened the door and walked in slowly. Magnus smiled at him.

"Good morning, Johan," he said.

"Good morning, father," the prince replied. "You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, I did," Magnus replied. "Please, sit."

Johan sat in the chair across from him. He was afraid that he had done something wrong, but his father didn't seem mad at all.

"It feels like I haven't seen you in ages because of everything that's been going on," Magnus said. "And your sister, too! She seems to be very interested in young Noah."

Johan smirked. "Wasn't that always just a matter of time?" he joked.

The king chuckled. "Yes, that's true," he said. "And, you know, people have been saying a lot of things about you, too."

Johan felt his breath catch in his throat. "What do you mean?"

Magnus looked him in the eye. "That was a very noble thing you did the other night, saving Queen Elsa from her attacker," he said seriously. "I am very proud of you, but I keep wondering, why did you do it?"

Johan raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you mean 'why did I do it'? I wasn't just going to leave her there!"

"I understand that," the king said, "but when she was summoned by our clever friend out there, you followed her out. Can you explain that?"

The prince swallowed nervously. "I heard her walking through the hallway," he said, "and I was concerned as to why she was up at that hour. So, I followed her out because I thought something might have been wrong."

Magnus looked at him kindly as he pressed on. "You were concerned for her?" he said.

"Yes."

"You care about her?"

Johan paused, seeing where this was going. "Yes," he whispered.

A moment of silence passed where the king studied the expression on his son's face. He gave him half a smile as he spoke again.

"You can say if you have feelings for her," he said. "I won't be mad if you do."

Johan sighed and looked down at his shoes. "But what if I do?" he asked. "What then?"

Magnus sighed. "Well, the only thing is, it might not be able to work for a certain reason."

The prince looked up at him. "You think that hasn't occurred to me already?" he said. The king didn't respond as Johan sighed and looked down again. "I do love her, but I don't know what to do."

"You do have options," his father said. "She does have a younger sister that she could pass her crown to."

"Technically, but I see two problems," Johan said, getting up and pacing the room. "First, I could never ask that of her. It would be too selfish of me." He turned and looked at his father. "Second, Anna could never take care of Arendelle by herself. You've met her; you and I both know she's just not cut out to be a queen."

Magnus shrugged, knowing that Johan was right.

The prince sighed and crossed his arms as he leaned on the wall. "That means my only other options are to give up my title or end the relationship." A moment of silence asked where Johan had expected the king to answer. When he didn't, the prince looked up at him. "What should I do?"

Magnus sighed. "I do want you to be happy. I do," he said. "But if it were up to me, I wouldn't want you abdicating."

"Leah would be more than capable of being queen, though," Johan said. "And she's already married!"

"I know she would," Magnus said. "It's just, you've worked so hard for it."

"I worked so hard for it because I knew it was my duty," Johan said. "I never really wanted it myself, but I knew it was what you wanted for me."

Magnus stood up and walked around the desk. He turned the empty chair so he was facing his son and put a hand on his shoulder.

"It is what I want for you," he said, "but I also want you to be happy. I may not like it, but if you chose to abdicate so you could be with Queen Elsa, I wouldn't try to stop you."

Johan looked up at his father sadly. "I wouldn't want to let you down like that."

The king gripped his shoulder tighter in reassurance. "You wouldn't be letting me down," he said. "It's your choice. If you truly desire to be with Queen Elsa, then I'm happy for you. Think about it."

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Johan couldn't seem to get himself to do much that day. All he could do was pace the halls and think about his options.

He wanted to be with Elsa, and he never wanted the responsibilities of being king. But he also felt that by abdicating, he would let down a lot of people. He'd be abandoning the people of his kingdom, and he'd be pushing it all on Leah. He had no doubt that she could handle the responsibilities, but he couldn't help but feel that it would be unfair to her.

As he walked past the music room, he heard the gentle sound of a violin. He walked in to see Isak practicing by himself.

"Hey," Johan called.

Isak stopped and turned around. "Hey, Johan," he said. "How are you doing?"

"Good," Johan replied. "Is that Bach?"

"Yeah, Violin Concerto in E major," Isak replied.

"Nice," Johan said, sitting down on the piano bench. "Where's Leah? Doesn't she usually play the accompaniment on the piano when you practice these?"

"Yeah; she went to go talk to Julie for a while," Isak said. "She wanted to give her some 'boy advice.'"

Johan chuckled. "They're too much."

"And yet I married her anyway!" Isak joked before starting to play again.

The younger prince laughed before falling silent. He listened to the soothing sound of the violin as so many thoughts buzzed in his head like bees.

Isak stopped playing as he noticed the distant look on Johan's face. "Are you okay?" he said. "You seem like you have something on your mind."

Johan sighed. "Isak," he began, "have you ever thought about being king?"

Isak looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, have you ever wanted to be a king?"

He shrugged. "Oh, well, I don't know," he said. "I guess I've never really thought about it before. I've always figured that I would never be king of Haugen because I have two older brothers, and now they both have children, too. The only way I would be a king now is if... something happened to you and Leah became queen."

Johan didn't say anything as he glanced away slightly.

"Why do you ask?" Isak inquired.

Johan looked him in the eye, getting him to think about it for a moment. Isak's eyes widened as it began to sink in.

"Wait a minute," he said. "Are you saying you're going to abdicate?"

"Maybe," Johan said with a sigh. "I'm not sure yet."

"But why would you want to?"

Johan stared up at the ceiling. "I think I'm in love with the queen of Arendelle."

Isak's look of worry was suddenly replaced by one of understanding. "Oh," he said. "Well then what's holding you back?"

"I don't want to just shove all of that responsibility on you two," Johan replied. "I just feel like it would be extremely selfish of me."

"Selfish? Absolutely not!" Isak said. "Johan, if you love this woman then go for it! Leah and I would never hold it against you. We got to marry for love, and for us to try to keep you from the same, that would make us the selfish ones."

Johan smiled at him sadly. "It's just a big risk," he said. "Once I give up the crown, I can't get it back."

"Well, nothing says you have to decide now," Isak said. "You can spend time with her and court her, but you don't have to decide anything until you know you want to marry her."

Johan thought about this for a moment. "I guess you're right," he said. "I just hope that when I do decide I'll know what I'm doing."

"You will," Isak assured him. "Trust me; you'll know."

The prince smiled gratefully at his brother in law before a guard suddenly burst into the music room.

"Your Highness, I've been looking for you everywhere!"

"What's wrong?" Johan inquired.

The guard panted as he caught his breath. "We think we might have found the man who attacked Queen Elsa."

"Really?" Johan said. "Are you sure?"

"No, we need you and Queen Elsa to confirm it for us. Captain Gunnarson said to meet him in the throne room and we'll bring him there."

"Tell him we'll come as fast as we can!" the prince replied. As the guard rushed out, Johan turned to Isak. "Find Leah and Julie and tell them that they think they caught the attacker."

"Do you want me to bring them down there?"

"Only if they want."

"Alright," Isak said, packing up his violin. "Go, hurry!"

Johan rushed out of the music room and skidded to a halt in front of Elsa's door.

"Elsa?" he yelled, pounding on the door. "Are you decent?"

"You can come in, Johan," he heard Anna reply.

Johan walked in to see the two sisters sitting on the bed talking.

"Elsa, they think they caught the man who attacked you."

"Already?" Elsa replied in disbelief. "Was it really that easy?"

"Apparently, but the Captain wants us to meet them in the throne room to confirm that they have the right man," Johan explained.

"Well what are we waiting for?" Anna said. "Let's go!"

The three of them rushed out of the room and ran through the hallways toward the throne room, bumping into Kristoff along the way.

"Kristoff, they think they found the guy that attacked Elsa! Come on!" Anna said.

The mountain man followed the group to the throne room, where Captain Gunnarson was waiting for them.

"Ah, thank you for coming, Your Majesty, Your Highness," he said nervously. Johan and Elsa glanced at each other, wondering why he was so on-edge. "We have taken into custody someone we believe is involved in this conspiracy. We believe he has been playing us since the very beginning."

On cue, two guards dragged someone in through the main doors. Elsa and Anna gasped as they saw who it was while Johan and Kristoff simply stood there with wide eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute!" the familiar voice rang through the air. "Come on, guys! I didn't do anything!"

Behind them, through the side door, Julie entered, with Leah and Isak at her heels. As the suspect's eyes met hers, she simply stared at him, horrified. The guards brought him to a halt and made him look up at the rest of the entourage. They all stared at him with looks of shock and disbelief. Johan looked into the eyes of the one he thought was his friend.

"Noah?"

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