ROYAL DUTIES
"And so the latest figures show that our production of grain has been reduced by 35% since we lost our mid-year crop due to freezing. However, we will be able to supplement our winter reserves with increased shipments from Corona by enacting our 'Emergency Disaster' clause and have the payments deferred until next year with zero interest. This will be most beneficial to our people...blah,blah,blah..." droned Arendelle's Minister of Agriculture.
Her eyes half-lidded, Elsa tried hard to retain the figures Lord Ovesen was saying, but it was so hard to keep interested in the low, monotone spewing from his lips.
True, it WAS important that every effort was made to ensure that her people would not starve from lack of food or supplies that were lost during the 'Great Freeze', but she knew that would never happen.
Prior to her leaving, Her Royal Highness Princess Rapunzel of Corona, pledged her full support of Arendelle's Royal sisters and promised both financial and military aid should the need arise. She was after all their cousin!
"Military Aid?" Unlikely Elsa thought. Even if it came to that, she could more than even the odds for her forces against a future adversary.
Also, if the upcoming Winter proved too hard for her people, she could now easily intervene and make December look like July. Funny, only last week she had no idea how to reverse her powers. Now she knew the answer was: 'Love'.
'Love'
She understood the word. She loved her parents. She loves chocolate. She loves making her people happy.
She loves Anna...
Anna... Who went after her in the middle of the night, in summer clothes, by herself!
Anna... Who FROZE to death by choosing to save not herself but Elsa from a death blow by the traitor Hans!
Anna... Clumsy, awkward, fearless, beautiful Anna. Her Anna... her bright smile, adorable freckles, cheerful eyes, flowing hair, pert breasts, luscious lips...
"Wait, what?" Where did that come from? Elsa blinked hard.
That image was still in her mind when she heard a loud clearing of throat from the large, overweight advisor standing in front of his chair at the conference table.
"I'm sorry Lord Oveson. I was a bit distracted... Please continue..." She said somewhat flustered. A slight tinge of red colouring her neck and cheeks.
"Yes your Majesty." He said. And so it continued. Boring, boring, boring.
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It wasn't until later that afternoon that Elsa played back that mental image of her sister that she considered 'Why' she conjured up those images?
As she entered her bedchamber to refresh herself, she glanced at her reflection in the full length mirror opposite her bed.
Yes it had been a long meeting with her advisors and her makeup needed re-touching but, from top to bottom she still looked breath-taking!
She stopped in front of the mirror and regarded herself. Rotating a half-turn, she viewed her profile from behind. First one direction, then the other. Her ice dress was reflecting blue and white in all directions and sparkled like diamonds.
She lifted the hem of her dress and bent her ankle to better see the four inch heels of her ice shoes.
The slit in the front of her gown came up half way on her thigh to expose her shapely legs of almost porcelain white.
Why was she WEARING these clothes here in her castle at a board meeting with men old enough to be her grandfather?
At first, in her ice palace alone on the mountain, changing into clothing of her choosing that was completely opposite of what she wore during her Coronation was liberating!
It felt exhilarating! Sexy yet powerful! It was a necessary statement after her swan-song to express herself to herself!
To herself!
For herself!
By herself!
Alone and Free...
That was then...
Today, she already knew that she was beautiful and powerful. She no longer needed to prove it to herself.
To whom then?
Certainly not to any of the lords, barons, dukes or counts that made up her Royal Council.
Nor has any man, noble or common, caught her eye. Her knights or guards?
Now that WOULD be scandalous! Looking for love with the 'hired help', she chuckled humourlessly.
No. Men did not seem to be the answer. Women then?
"Oh Elsa, where ARE you going with this?" She asked herself.
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Anna was in her room arranging her most favourite stuffed dolls and animals on her 'hope' chest. Yesterday's outrageous 'accident' with her sister forced her to keep replaying the event, but she needed quiet time to properly sort her feelings.
The best way to do that was by performing a cherished task of arranging her stuffed toys in order of increasing 'cuteness' from left-to-right.
"Nope, 'Prince Bun' is definitely cuter than 'Count Meow' " Anna chirped, as she placed the bunny stuffy to the left of the kitten stuffy.
Truthfully, it had been years since she played with her toys, but she needed comfort right now. And her old friends gave her that.
She remembered hearing a scream that was dragging her from a warm comfortable place.
The words: "YOUR GRACE, OH MY GOODNESS! YOUR MAJESTY! Queen Elsa, Princess Anna, are you alright? Queen Elsa, Princess Anna?"
The words kept repeating as they slowly filtered into her drowsy conscience. She was on her back. Her arms and legs felt tangled with something soft yet firm. She also realized she was naked.
That did it!
She tried to open her eyes.
"Oowwww" she groaned. "Nope. Better keep them closed" she thought as the pain in her head began to register.
She slowly brought up an arm and tried to feel her head for what she knew was a bruise forming on her forehead. Moving only made her aware of new pains demanding attention!
Her back and her butt were now rivalling her head in soreness. She also became aware of another voice, a younger, feminine voice, slowly mirroring her own moans of displeasure.
Her eyes blinked open as she remembered what just happened! She tried to bolt up while ignoring the pain but was securely prevented by the source of the other injured voice.
Elsa was lying directly on top of her, face down, with her legs and arms intertwined with her sister's.
The bruised queen was also blinking, and two pairs of blue eyes locked on to each other!
Anna felt rather than saw her sister floating away from her as a fierce crimson enveloped the cheeks, necks and chests of both girls.
Gerda had come up behind the pile of Royal female anatomy and with her large mass, easily lifted the Queen off her sister.
Even with the pain evident on both girls faces, Anna couldn't help but experience the tingle elicited from her body as Elsa's skin rubbed past hers in several places.
Her arms, legs, breasts and thighs all tingled when Gerda lifted Elsa off her. Her nipples responded by slowly peaking, and she quickly covered them with her forearm. Slightly embarrassed.
Was she also ashamed at what she was feeling? "No" she thought. She rather enjoyed the friction, however unintentional, but the visual reaction from her bosom was a little awkward, and needed to be addressed with her arm.
Looking at Elsa now, she noticed her sister had located the silk towel she was using earlier to wrap herself.
Except now, she only had it draped in front of her chest being held with one arm as her other hand was determining the amount of damage she received on her forehead. Her eyes were closed as she pressed her fingers to her head.
Anna just stared at Elsa's bosom that was spilling over the top of the towel. Clearly her sister was much more developed than herself.
Though she had often admired the figure Elsa displayed in her tight-fitting ice gowns, nothing could compare to the naked skin of the abundant cleavage she was witnessing right in front of her!
Her sister noticed her staring and was now looking at her with her piercing blue eyes. Wider than she has ever seen. Her mouth was slightly open and her lips were deep red. Though Elsa's skin began slowly flushing red at her neck, she made no attempt to raise the towel higher to cover herself. A slow smile was forming on Elsa's lips.
Anna realized how ridiculous she must have looked, or maybe that she was even MORE naked than her sister which caused her face to heat up. Regardless, she started grinning too!
Then, after what seemed like forever, both girls started giggling. Softly at first, then louder! Much to the chagrin of their House Matron, Gerda, who was trying her best to assist both girls.
"Good Lord! I don't see how this could be amusing to either of you, dear children?" Gerda threw up her hands in confusion.
Both sisters looked at her, then each other. Then finally, with frozen grins on both their faces, they burst out laughing!
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AUTHOR NOTES:
Sorry if this starts out slowly. I want to create some background for the future chapters.
I've actually been writing the middle chapters (the reason I'm writing this at all since it deals with the world outside of Arendelle) and only now have I started writing the beginning.
Much of the beginning is probably similar to other stories here, but I hope you'll find some unique touches.
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Preview of Chapter 4
THE PUNGENT REINDEER KING
"Well, not quite yet my girlfriend." he mused. Still, he got a warm fuzzy feeling when he thought about Anna, but in truth, she only kissed him once. Just before the "ice rink thing" a few days ago.
Okay... so they did more than kissing. It was actually more like ten or fifteen minutes of heavy necking by the docks. But since it was the middle of the day and everyone in the village seemed to be about, he really couldn't do any more.
Also, though Anna didn't seem to mind when his hands travelled down to her butt and proceeded to gently squeeze her bubble, it was he who found himself self-conscience. He actually pulled his hips back slightly when he felt a growing tension from the bulge in his pants. Anna didn't seem to notice.