Frozen Forever

by StarFlame7

Being a royal is not easy. Add ice powers, and a peculiar family and you get Queen Elsa's typical normal day. Even with that, Elsa is learning of the perks and downsides of being a royal. But even more, she is learning to be herself. So what happens when an old friend enters her life again and turns her life upside down? And why is her magic behaving strangely? A pun-tastic story

25. 25 Nightmare Before Christmas Part III

Chapter 25. Nightmare Before Christmas PART III

Disclaimer: Frozen and other Disney characters belongs to Disney Co.

Author Note: I don't deserve you as readers. Honestly. You don't know how hard it was for me to write this chapter. I've been envisioning this part since the beginning of the story and yet everytime I wrote something I would come back and delete it and rewrite something again new.

So I really hope you find this monster of a chapter to everyone's taste.

I promise I will never leave this story inconclusive (I just need some time to put into words my ideas). That and my job consumes my time.

Still I want you to enjoy this as much as I do.

Leave your comments. We writers live of bread and reviews.

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The Sun had been long gone, but even from the farthest houses in the Valley everyone knew that the people from Arendelle were far from asleep. Almost every corner had a Christmas decoration. Not to mention, the people were mostly gathering at the centre of downtown where the famous Winter Fair was officially set and open to public.

Nevertheless, the centre of attention was not at the Fair's attractions and games since it would last a week starting today. The spotlight was a few blocks away. Even if it was an inside doors event it already called the attention of everyone. Of course, not every day la crème de la crème gathered together for a Ball in Arendelle's Castle. Now that was worth to talk about.

Indeed the evening was worth to acknowledge. The Castle had spent no expense in decorations and details in every chamber. Not to mention the delicate touch of ice added the Christmas tree and frozen fountains. Overall, the good taste and welcoming atmosphere was worth every ooh!'s and aahh!'s from the invited guests and curious passerby's.

The aroma of fresh pine tree and chocolate just added the perfect touch to make the guests feel comfortable and relaxed. At least for this night, dignitaries, militants and all those invited could put aside the daily worries and just enjoy what the Ball had to offer.

But such luxury could not be attached to certain people. Those behind the curtains and masterminds of all the scenery displayed. Because backstage of this theatrical play, there was a performance of its own. If it were not for these people producing, performing and directing, the play would be a total failure at the première.

For instance, if someone stepped in the kitchen right now, they would witness a piece of music playing. The percussion of plates only surpassed by the coir of cooks. The Orchestra of maids serving with trained and agile hands golden plates with canapés and champagne. And with experienced movements their Director and House Maid Gerda marking the rhythm of serving, and with sharp eyes controlled the solo of flames over the pans and pots.

But not everything was music. The other staff members, mostly the male population of servants were bracing themselves for a face-to-face confrontation.

At the front lines the Head Butler and Master of Keys of the Castle faced the wave of guests and their bombing of demands. If the Kitchen was an Orchestra of its own, the Ball itself was more reminiscent of a battlefield. From a strategic point of view the leader of the battalion, Kai, was giving orders to his troops of footmen with smart glances; a cyphered code only the army of footmen spoke.

With every man strategically located with the right amount of supplies, the territory would prevail under control. Sentinels of experienced staff members ready for any situation while the younger members of the company remained at the buffet station headquarters where they would provide their assistance for any craving the guest might have.

All in all everything was marching as precise and beautifully as a clock. But no matter how great and functional the gears of a clock could be, the clock would be worthless without two essential things to serve its purpose.

As in a clock, the big and small hand are required to mark the time and let the clock work properly, the Ball, no, the Kingdom of Arendelle would be nothing without its big hand the Queen, and its smaller hand and Princess.

Not even daring to think what would he do if he ever lost one of the two of the royal sisters the Head Butler sent another glance at the grandfather's clock in the hallway. It was almost ten and the presence of the rulers and hosts of this Ball were yet to arrive.

Knowing the task at hand, the Head Butler made a silent nod to the First footman who at this moment was taking guard next to him.

"Yes sir?" the Footman asked.

"I need you to take care of everything while I go for a moment." Kai said.

"Is everything alright sir? With Her Majest…I mean, upstairs?" The Footman asked with a slight concern.

"Nothing to worry about Bates." Kai assured him with a simple smile. "I will only go see that everything else is in order."

"Of course sir. Please be assured everything will be all right. We all trained for this night."

"Thank you Bates, I shall be back hopefully escorting our royal rulers too."

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Kai arrived to the foot of the stairs expecting to meet the Queen and Princess of the Castle. However only two men were there, apparently in the wait for the hosts of this ball.

The Head Butler was kind of surprised the men would be waiting for them, but then he assumed even a rebel of a Prince would have a little decor and knowledge in what a gentleman should do. And that included to wait for a lady no matter how late she might be. Even they looked presentable enough. He only wished the maids would not start with their giggling and sinful glances towards the dancing partners of their rulers.

The Princess had done an amazing job with the tailor for her partner's outfit. Kai had to concede that the Ice Master and Deliverer did look presentable enough in that dark gray and blue attire. And with his hair slightly cut and considerable height almost passed as a royal, almost. If it were not for his concerned face telling this was indeed not accustomed for the man.

Next to him, was the rebel and questionable influence on the Queen. In difference with the ice harvester, the other man seemed more accustomed to everything, although his eyes did not show any hint of excitement.

The rebel royal wore a dark blue suit and black pants. His jacket was fitting and had shiny silver rosemaling details graven at the corners. In difference from other royals, his jacket was less extravagant and had no shoulder pads, resembling more a Navy suit than a ball suit. Still it was clear the young rebel came from a highborn origin; the butler might not approve many things about the young royal but it was clear he knew how to fix himself presentable for a formal event. At least the man had the decency – At last! the butler thought- to arrange his wild hair into a more fashionable look. Yet, Kai wished he had some scissors right now and put an end to those strands that passed the limit of decency beyond the ears and glue them to his rebel's face as the sideburns he clearly lacked and urgently needed.

"Like this?" asked Mr. Bjorgman. He was producing a slight reverence.

"Quite." Prince of Ronsendelle said as he studied the ice harvester's posture. "Now what are you going to say when someone approaches you offering you food?"

"Uh, I'll ask them politely to leave but not before I take the plate for myself?" Said Kristoff seriously.

"Please tell me this a joke, because I kind of promised Her Majesty I would teach you the basics," asked Prince Derek crossing his arms. "And if she hears you she will blame me. And maybe you loved the ice antlers but I certainly did not."

"Easy man, it was a joke." The taller man chuckled. "You've been quieter than usual and I thought a good laugh was what you needed to ease the nerves. Although I was not expecting Kai's reaction, sorry Kai but your face was priceless."

Kai only nodded and decided to let it pass. For now. Now, where were the Queen and Princess?

"You almost got me there mate." The Prince letting a sight. "Sorry if I spaced out for a moment or two I was just…uhm… thinking about something."

"About what?" The blond man asked.

"Just that I might be a fool. That's all." The Prince shrugged and as he arranged his coat jacket.

"I don't get it." Kristoff crossed his arms. "Is this involved with Elsa or something?"

"Wha..what?!" Prince Derek asked startled.

"You know, at one of your games with her. Did she beat you again in chess or something like that?"

"Well," the Prince scratched his neck. "Not yet, we still have an unfinished game to play. We are even for the moment."

"Then why would you call yourself a fool?"

"Because I just realized that I'm wearing this shirt." The Prince showed him the fabric.

"So?"

"The shape mate. It has distinctive rosemaling details at the neck and wrists." The young man explained as his voice became anxious.

"Forgive me Derek, but what's the fuzz about a shirt?"

"I wore this shirt before. And …uhm… someone might notice." The Prince kept giving glances at the top of the stairs.

"That's all?" Kristoff laughed. "Derek man. It's just a piece of cloth. It's not like you would bring chaos to this castle for wearing the same shirt twice."

"Yeah you are right." The Prince laughed. But the trained eyes of the Butler could tell he was forcing the gesture. There was something mysterious behind that piece of fine cloth.

"You see man. It's not like someone will remember you wore that thing before. Besides you are wearing it underneath that jacket. Its too cold to take it off anyway." Kristoff chuckled. "Well, maybe Captain Jorgen who is crazy about shirts from what I had heard. Or maybe Elsa who is has a eye for details. Nothing escapes her eyes."

At the mention of the Queen's name the Prince turned his face to look upstairs once more.

"You are right." The Prince seemed less stressed than before. "She would."

Kai didn't like the tone the Prince spoke. He knew that tone. The young man was not assuming an hypothetical situation. More likely it seemed he was accepting the Queen WILL recognize that shirt because she definitely had seen it before. But what scheme could this Rebel Prince be hiding to put on him that level of stress. Now he wondered if this stress would show as well the moment the young Queen would sets eyes on the shirt. Kai shook his head. It was so unlikely to imagine a decent lady as his baby girl, studying a man's clothing. She would never do that.

Still, there was the slightest feeling pinching the back of his mind. And all because of a piece of cloth! Kai's frown deepened. And all is because of the Rebel Prince. More than ever he worried his bad influence on the pure heart of the Queen.

The sound of female voices coming from upstairs made him forget his worries and focus on getting ready the staff for the ball.

Finally, Kai thanked the almighty.

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The Prince quickly arranged his collarbone at the sound of a familiar voice coming from upstairs. Even if she and the Princess were still not visible, there was no doubt that voice belonged to only one person.

Last time he saw her, it had been at the waltz rehearsal where he might have pushed her bottoms slightly over the limit and, well kind of found himself with a pair of icy antler over his head. Honestly, that stubborn Queen could not take a good laugh. Of course he was far from making her laugh for one of his incredible jokes or puns, but there had been progress.

That other day she had accepted his joke with a smile. A smile had been the only response he had achieved so far. All right, he had received lots of eye rolls, a bunch of snowballs over his face and even some un-lady like grunts as responses. But those times do not count! Sooner or later, she will lose that poker face and end up cracking at one of his incredible jokes.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," that was the Princess voice, "Good evening everyone."

Anna was visible now provoking the iceman to jaw drop and almost start drooling. The Princess dress seemed light yet elegant. Her hair nicely done and a pretty face to the package.

Derek had to hid his laughter, as his right hand closed Kristoff's jaw in a quick movement. The Ice Harvester blinked and returned to his senses.

"Err sorry." The blond cleared his throat. "Thanks man." He muttered to the Prince.

"Easy mate," he muttered back. "Although you should try to be more subtle next time."

Kristoff shrugged and nodded.

"Anna uh, you look very…." the iceman started. "Neatty and Price. I mean...Pretty and nice."

"Or pretty nice, for shorter." Added Derek causing the Princess to smile tenderly at both.

"Thank you, good sirs," Anna produced a curtsy while giggling. "You two look quite handsome too."

"Speaking of handsome, where is Olaf?" asked Derek.

"He is not with you guys?" asked Anna back.

"Ehem," The Butler cleared his throat. "Master Olaf is already at the Great Hall. Being the only member of the Royal Family present at the moment he took the task to receive every guest at the entrance. He is presenting himself to all the guests and wishing them happy holidays."

"He is doing what?" asked Anna.

"N-ice." Derek smiled. "Please tell me he is giving hugs and everything."

"No but the King of Rosendelle is." Kai cleared.

"Well of course he is." The Prince wasn't surprised with his father's actions.

Kristoff hid his laughter.

"Anyway, it is almost time for the ball to start, Derek looked at the time in his pocket watch, "and I-ce no Queen yet."

"Oh," Anna made a pause as she looked at his hand. "You really are playing with fire with that. Or should I say ice? Anyway you should give it back before she notices you took it."

"What do you mean?" Derek lo asked confused. Could Anna possibly be referring to the shirt he was wearing? Would Elsa tell her sister about the rest of the story of pig and how they ended all wet inside a fountain. Moreover could Elsa tell her about how she saw him half naked with only a wet shirt to cover his and hers embarrassment?! That same shirt he -the biggest fool in the realms- decided to use this very night!

They never talked about it. Sure they might have joked about his lack of modesty and such but never about the fact that she had seen him almost naked. And to make things even more complicated he had seen her changed her magic dress. The sole memory of the ice circling the shape of her body leaving few to the imagination. And of course none of them had even mentioned that time before. Derek shook his head. Given the facts that they were both in the same boat he convinced himself that Elsa would never talk about neither those events ever. It was too improper in any scenario. And they were very reserved so yeah, best thing to do was act as nothing ever happened.

"Don't pretend that you know nothing Derek. I know you and Elsa are always challenging each other and stuff. But don't you think taking away her watch is a bit too much. I mean, she is a time control freak like Kai-no offense Kai-" the Princess quickly apologized to the Butler.

"Non-taken Your Highness." The Butler raised his head proudly. It would seem he was more than pleased to be called a time control freak.

The Princess smiled then continued speaking. "Ever since the town's clock broke, under uhm unknown circumstances- not that it matters now- " she coughed," Elsa's been using her watch for all her appointments and she even adds a pocket for her watch in her dresses now."

"She does?" Kristoff asked.

By the look his girlfriend sent to the him the ice master shook his head and turned to look at the Prince instead. "I mean, Anna is right man," Kristoff's crossed his arms nodding. "Nothing upsets the Queen most than something meddling with her schedule."

The Prince laughed. He couldn't help it. All his worries about Elsa's and his constant awkward situations and Anna only meant about the silver old watch he was carrying.

"Nothing to worry mate, this one is mine. " He explained. "Mine has an inscription that says Wolf, see." He turned the watch showing the letters to Kristoff. "Her Majesty's might look the same but hers has written,"

"Winter." Kristoff said suddenly. "I remember seeing it one time, and I thought it was funny because the name fits like a glove."

Both Princess and Prince looked surprised.

Yeah funny how well it turned out to fit her so well. Derek smiled at the irony of the turn of events.

"Anyway that was before you and your father arrived here." Kristoff continued wondering. "That means you guys bought exactly the same model from miles apart. I don't know if it's funny or creepy."

"Weeell," Derek made a quick glance upstairs. Still no sight of her. "I cannot tell you unless we all get Her Majesty's seal of approval." The Prince explained.

"You can't be serious?" Kristoff laughed.

"If her Majesty has not yet shared the story then I will respect her wishes as well." Derek explained as he kept the watch in his tiny pocket.

"Or maybe is another story where you embarrass yourself and will not tell ".

Derek smiled feeling his confidence turning back. "Trust me. I've met Mr. Embarrassment we are old good friends. But there's nothing embarrassing in this story. Still, my dear Princess, it's Classified. "Derek arranged his hair . "You see, It's kind of a …."

"Let me guess. It's a looong story?" Anna said in a singing tone as she turned around.

"Uhm, yes." He said not fully understanding her reaction. "How did you guess?"

"It's always a long story between you two." Anna grunted as she turned around to wait for her sister.

"What do you mean?" he said not understanding the Princess.

"Oh it's a loooong story." The Princess giggled, which only caused him to be even more confused. "Elsa come on! I want to eat something before the dancing starts!"

Derek decided to put his thoughts aside as the other royal sister seemed to be finally doing the honor of her presence.

"I'm coming Anna," said the voice of the Queen sounding very near now. "It's just I don't plan to fall off the stairs tonight. I think I might had made the high heels a bit too tall."

"We are going to be late Elsa!" Anna said.

"I know, I know, I'm coming." The Queen said.

Derek smiled as his opportunity appeared. "You know what happens when you keep people waiting Your Majesty?"

"Oh, no! Don't even think about it." Her voice warned him, as the image of an elegant shoe made of ice came to view, followed by another, then a dark blue dress perfectly fitting almost floated down the stairs.

"They get ticked off." He said feeling almost anxious to see her wrinkled nose in disgust for the joke. But her face was not visible yet so he could not tell what had been her reaction.

"Come on Elsa!" said Anna encouraging, "I know you can smell that."

"I do," said the older sister in a more happy tone.

"Choco…" Both sisters sniffed and began saying in unison.

"-LATE?" Derek interrupted them by finishing the word for them.

"Oh My God!" said Anna as she opened her eyes wide giving him a surprised look. "That was just so…ughhhh…" she grunted clearly affected by his joke.

"I'm not even mad pal," said Kristoff making Derek to turn his head towards his direction, "I'm actually impressed."

The Head Butler just rolled his eyes, but the only reaction Derek cared now was from a platinum blond who was his victim tonight.

"I must have guessed you would start being annoying since the beginning," said the voice of the Queen, then she sighed. "Somehow I feel this is going to be a very long night".

Her voice was clearly close now; she must have reached the end of the stairs.

It was slight but he still noticed a tremble in her voice. Maybe he was not the only nervous socially awkward tonight. Somehow that made him feel more at ease.

"It might be a long night so why not enjoy it?" he said. Then after a moment of hesitation he finally decided to add something else, knowing Elsa would understand. "As my mom used to say, 'you never know what is around the corner. It could be anything, it could be nothing. It could be …' "

Elsa was fully visible now and quite late but that didn't seem to matter anymore. Everything stopped. Even Derek's ability to think or move.

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"It could be what?" She asked him slightly confused as she descended the rest of the stairs. She met his eyes for a few seconds then almost suddenly she was distracted by her sister's calling her name.

"It could be … worth it." He managed to say before he lost control of his body.. He could not even move or breathe. He was absolutely paralyzed since the moment he met eyes with Elsa standing in the stairway just casually descending not even realizing the effect she was having on him. In a simple glance she was all he could see. This was going to be a very long night indeed.

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Meanwhile deep in the Prince's mind headquarters a battle was fought by the greatest and only available sailors ever known. The crew was composed by little members, each one of them wearing different colour suits and captain hats.

The task ahead was more difficult than they had ever predicted. In a flash that glance caused a storm inside of Derek. His spine was stiff and full of static, as if he'd been hit by a lightning bolt. What seemed like calm waters were now dangerous waves of emotions the crew couldn't even name. Not even the release of a Kraken or a giant white whale could be compared to the raging storm the Ice Queen was capable to do with just one look.

"Ahhhh! What do we do?! What do we do?!" Purple Derek was running in circles hysterically.

"Everyone get to your posts. This is not a drill. I repeat this is not a drill!," Red Derek exclaimed. "These heart's readings and the electricity hit caused several damages. We've never faced something like this before… The whelm is not responding. I suggest take extraordinary measures. Like, make him bite his tongue."

"You could say he is frozen over right?" added the Yellow one who was more enjoying himself than panicking . He started cracking at his own joke. " I'll definitely write that one down." And he started adding it to the joke memory book.

"Gentlemen, quick make him say something before he starts drooling. By the Seven Seas! she's too close and the smell of her perfume is not helping." Green one was the next to panic. " How's the hair? Or the breath?! I hope that pig taste is long gone. He brushed his teeth a hundred times and …."

"She stopped talking with the others. She will turn around. I can feel it. Ahhhhh!"Purple Derek.

"He bit his tongue. Good, the pain woke him up. He can move now. Quick make him say something!"

"Make a joke! That'll break the ice" the Yellow one laughed again, clearing a tear from his eyes. "Jeez I'm hilarious."

"I don't think he can a produce a full joke right now." The Blue one mentioned "He is overwhelmed. I'm overwhelmed. Oh he looks SO pathetic. We are SO pathetic."

"Ahhhhh!" Purple kept running in circles.

"A retreat is for cowards!" Red demanded.

"I agree. We need to strike with the best he's got." Added Green. "The handsomemeter is still intact and the Ego is in standard levels. But the level of sass is dropping. And we have a leak of a blush in the neck and increasing. "Green arranged his hair and then stood firmly. "Gentlemen, he by all means cannot look ridiculous. He has a reputation to maintain."

"But what can he do to keep his cool?" Asked Blue.

"Hehehe, 'keep his cool'. That's a good one." Interrupted Yellow. "Hold on I need to write that one."

"This ship is a total mess."' Blue sighed. "We are a total mess. This so sad, and that makes me sad."

"Ahhhhh!" Purple passed screaming.

"How about we make him say a compliment to her." asked Yellow. "Like, 'with that face and that dress, hell you make of me a total mess'. How's that?"

"That is soooo lame." Green demanded. "Do I need to remind you we have a reputation to maintain."

Red cleared his throat. "All right bunch of lugs, we've been through more dangerous waters. We've survived Navy Academy, we can do this."

"Not to mention we've faced the Queen of Drama schemes and made it in one piece." Laughed.

"I don't know." Blue hesitated.

"Give me a minute then." Yellow bit his lip. "Does anyone know what rhymes with stunning or extremely hot?"

"It's too late. Look!" Purple Derek said.

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She turned to him but kept her eyes fixed in her hands. Elsa took a deep breath; then arranged with her right hand a lose strand from her hair. A slight pink covered her cheeks that he would have registered if it weren't for the fact that he had forgotten how to even. Then she raised her gaze slightly and another wave of emotions hit him. A few minutes later passed when none of them spoke. Or had it been merely seconds? Who knew? Time seemed to work differently when she was around. She seemed to finally find her voice and with the slightest move of her lips she formed a timid smile.

Red Derek took off his hat and gulped. "Gentlemen, it's been an honour to sail with you."

Her lips slightly parted as she spoke, but it came out more like a whisper that only him was able hear.

"Thank you." She said warmly. "Somehow you always know what to say or do when I don't."

That was the last hit. His mind shut down as he began to drown in the ocean of her eyes. And all alarms activated all at once..

"AHHHH!" all the crew yelled in panic.

"He won't drool like a fool. Not in my watch!" Green Derek managed to send the last few commands before Derek's brain also froze.

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"Uh..., Sure no problem." was all that he managed to say. The moment he had set eyes on her his mind had went blank.

He should make a compliment her as protocol demanded. Even without protocol he wanted to acknowledge her but he couldn't find the right words or any words. So at the very least he managed to smile back softly at her.

She seemed to be on an inner debate of her own but remained silent.

She was the first to break eye contact when she was called by her sister once again.

But then, he was still unable to take away his stare from her. No wonder women took longer than men to dress themselves. This was unreal. Anna looked clearly like a Princess and not because she had the title.

But her!

That platinum blonde hair with delicate snowflakes talked about how she cared for details. Then that sassy eyebrow raising slightly, mixed with that dangerous smile should not be allowed to go together in one porcelain face.

And, and… that dress! He felt his throat dry the moment he noticed the small opening line in the dress.

Sweet Christmas! Derek almost felt his jaw drop. Almost! He was not going to do a Kristoff right there. He thanked his brain for still working under these circumstances.

This was only the effect of lights on her skin mixed with his hunger and nervousness for the ball. That was all. Nothing more! Only a fool would jaw drop like that.

Didn't you say earlier that you were a fool yourself? Asked his inner voice.

Derek shook his head. That time he had meant another kind of fool.

Maybe, said his inner voice. But even a fool would remember how to breathe.

The Prince released the air he had been holding since she spoke to him. He wasn't even aware until now, that he had forgotten how to breath. What the heck was going on in his brain?

Stop fooling around. His mind almost yelled. And say something!

He took another deep breath. And came to an agreement with his consciousness. If perfection was an illusion only conceived by the fools; then he must be the greatest fool in the world.

"May I say how radiant you both look Your Majesty, Your Highness?" Said the voice of the Head Butler.

"Thank you Kai," said Princess Anna as she smiled tenderly. "But you don't need to exaggerate too much."

"He is right," said Kristoff, "You two both will grab the attention of everyone tonight."

"You mean Elsa here," Added Anna, "Since her ice dress is literally glittering."

"Really? I knew it was too much." The Queen hesitated. "Maybe I should go change to something else." She muttered to herself but his good hearing caught that last part.

Before even Elsa decided to return to the stairs Derek powered by a strange force extended his arm reaching her wrist.

Nobody seemed to notice that she was having an inner debate and that he was trying silently to calm her down.

She stopped abruptly as her other hand was about to reach the railing of the stairs. Derek had pulled her hand gently and she turned around to meet his eyes. She did not even flinch as he pressed a little bit more over her wrist to let her now she was not going anywhere and let her know he was there for her if she needed it.

He took a deep breath wondering what he should say, but it was Anna the first to speak.

"All right, let's go and have some fun!" Anna said causing them both to turn their heads towards the cherry blonde.

"Come on sis!"

The Queen sent him an unreadable look at him. Then he felt as her hand pulled slightly and he let go of his grab. Soon enough Elsa joined Anna's side while the men followed closely behind them.

As they all started walking to the Great Hall Anna gave a damn about protocol and grabbed Kristoff's arm and didn't let go.

Probably sensing the mood, Elsa slowed her pace and let the pair walk at the front. To Derek's surprise the disapproving look of the Head Butler in regards of the royals breaking protocol never came. In fact, he could swear the man was trying to hide a thin smile.

Then he noticed the man send a concerned look at the Queen. The man worried about her. Derek wondered if a ball like this was too much of a reminder of the events of her Coronation day.

The Queen took a deep breath as she rubbed her hands. So she was nervous like he thought.

Before he changed his mind, Derek took a quick step and joined her side.

She slightly glanced at him but kept walking as if nothing was troubling her. Typical of her.

"No offense Your Majesty, but your party is boring as my tutor and it has not even started yet."

The secret side of his joke made her slow her walking and finally look at him.

"Funny, many years ago in a ball just like this, a boy told me the exact same thing." She said in a teasing tone.

"Did he?" he teased back. "How was this boy like?"

"He had messy hair and those dark blue eyes always had a spark that warned everyone he was up to no good." She spoke more relaxed.

Derek laughed slightly.

"Really?" he pretended to look surprised.

"Yes, " the Queen nodded "He had the power to bring the spontaneous and reckless side of me."

"You spontaneous and reckless? It can't be possible." he asked faking a big surprise. "I once met a true reckless and spontaneous girl you know?"

"Did you?" she asked. "How was she like?"

"She was blond and always wore her hair in a braid; intelligent blue eyes and as I said she was spontaneous and reckless." He chuckled. She smiled.

"Like that one time her sister's was trapped under a pile of kitchen tools and plates and she rushed to her aid not caring about her own safety. Proving how reckless but also protective she could be."

"And this girl would come up with the best ideas for games to play. One time we sneaked out to the town's fair you know? That had been one of the most spontaneous and reckless things I have ever accomplish." He looked at her smiling. "Until recently of course."

"Oh you mean that one time when you spontaneously convinced me to go sightseeing only to later have dinner in a tavern?" She raised a teasing eyebrow at him.

He put a held his chin as if he were in deep thought.

"Well," he glanced at her with a smirk. "You turned out to ride a horse like the devil himself defying gravity. Then you outsmarted those drunk thugs. I can sense it is not your thing to use your powers for violence," he made a pause to ask her confirmation.

"As always your guess is right." She nodded.

"But, I am pretty sure, if you wanted it, you could have kicked their butts easily."

Elsa covered her face and mouth to hide the smile forming in her face but failed miserably.

"Perhaps." She answered in a playful tone which brought a smile of his own.

"Still, it would have been awesome to see you in action."

"Don't be ridiculous." Elsa rolled her eyes.

"Just imagine." He leaned more to her side as he turned to look at her.

"And why would you like to see such a scene?" The Queen asked him not even realizing she also shortened the distance to face him better.

"Because it would be a perfect opportunity to call them ice buttsicles of course."

"I must have known a bad joke was the reason behind all of this." Elsa said.

"Actually, there is another reason, that I'd like to see you in action." Derek added causing the blond to look at him with curiosity.

"And that reason is?" she asked.

"That you would probably do it all, while still wearing high heels." he teased. "Proving that you should never deal with a woman in heels."

Instead of a rolling of her eyes Elsa made a playful look at him.

"You really are into fashion aren't you?" she asked with a smile.

"There is nothing wrong for a man having a good taste." He pretended to be offended, which caused her to giggle this time.

"Says the man who decided to wear a certain shirt for tonight's ball." She pointed out.

"I knew you would recognize this." His eyes darkened. "Are you mad? Is it too late to apologize for being an idiot?"

"How could I forget?" The Queen said with a calm which surprised him. "But no I'm not mad at you. But what I don't understand is why did you chose a torn shirt for tonight and not a new one. I thought it was useless beyond repair."

"I thought so too. But then a group of maids came to my door about two days ago with the shirt all fixed. They said they found it in my chair and decided to repair the torn fabric. I tried to pay hem but they denied it, saying it was nothing."

"How thoughtful of them." Elsa said. "Although it's kind of weird too."

"I know," he nodded. "So today I was so busy practicing my waltzing steps that I grabbed the first clothes I had and put them on."

"I take back what about what I said earlier." Elsa said. "You cannot be a good fashion expert after all."

"Your words wound me Your Majesty!" he pressed his heart pretending to be hurt.

"Not as much as your poor acting Your Highness." She rolled her eyes.

"How about now?" he asked as he pretended to almost faint. "Do I look like the Queen of Drama now?"

"Partly." she giggled. "You still lack the her talent to clench into someone's body."

"By someone you mean me."

She answered with a non-so innocent smile.

"Now you've really wounded me Elsa." He exaggerated his offended tone. "But this someone has a revolutionary fashion idea for your Military uniforms. "

" Derek, please", she said mocking his dramatic tone bringing a smile to himself. "Share your wisdom and free me of my torment. Do tell."

He smiled, "Well,"

… … …

The Prince suggested the Queen she should add high heels to the guards' uniforms to make them appear more threatening and yet charming; just like their ruler. This time the Queen's giggling became a genuine laugh causing the Prince to laugh as well.

The two of them kept walking at a small pace, so filled in their own bubble that they never noticed they were calling the attention of more than one. In fact, the noble Queen and the rebel Prince have become the favourite topic among the castle servants and guards since recently.

Kristoff, not being as clueless as Anna was apparently, was beginning to sense what Ma Bulda meant. If she and the female population of trolls were slightly right, then he would let them be on their own. So he walked at a faster pace with Anna so that those two could have their privacy.

But not everyone was a thoughtful as Kristoff and let these moments be missed. Like the group of servants that had long forgotten filling the glasses with champaign and were more interested in catching every word and glance interchanged. A brave maid got separated of the servants and took out her duster. She started to follow the Queen and the Prince while she shook off non-existent dust here and there. She managed to follow the young royals for most part of their chatting until she bumped into something. That something turned out to be a someone, and that someone turned out to be the Head Butler himself.

The rest of the servants lowered their heads as the brave maid named Daisy got caught. The royals were far from their hearing's reach now and once again their imagination would have to do. But not everything was lost, since the ball was about to start and the staff members assigned to the buffet and dance floor were more than ready to get any good stuff from their favourite royals. For once, they were thankful to Kai's plan to place all servants in strategic places. Hopingly they would come back with something juicy for a late night gossip.

… … …

"I take back what I said early. I think I don't like balls at all." Anna angrily mumbled as she took another tea spoon from the table and with her monstrous strength bended the spoon effortlessly.

"Tell me about it." Derek mumbled back in a serious tone, with his arms firmly crossed.

"In fact I think I hate balls now." Anna said as she dropped another bended spoon to the pile she was forming in the table.

"They are so boring anyway." Derek added as his frown deepened.

"Yeah, balls are no fun at all? Wait," Olaf made a pause as he looked up at the two funny royals standing to his left and right. "Why do we hate balls anyway?"

"Just because." The Prince answered.

"Exactly." The Princess nodded as her hand reached for another spoon. When she realized she was out of spoons Derek pulled a box from under the table and opened it."

"Here," he handed her a fork.

"Oooh thanks." She said in a more happy tone. Then when her stare returned to the other side of the Ball room her frown reappeared and the fork was bended. This time she took her time to turn the metal's orientation into ninety degrees.

"I really hate balls." She said again.

Derek nodded this time silently but the snowman could tell he was as unhappy as Anna.

"I still don't get it." Olaf mumbled to himself. "Why hate balls and no other toys?

"I'm sorry? Toys?" Derek looked down at him. His frown disappearing for at least that moment.

"Yeah, I like playing with any kind of ball actually. You can play many games with balls. Like kicking it, only I suck at it because I have small feet."

"Wait, you thought we were talking about the ones you can play with?"

"Yeah why?"

"We mean other kind of balls buddy." The Prince explained with slight amusement.

"Oooohhh, you mean the smaller ones. I like to play with those two. But I also suck at that game too. I have sticks for arms so I can't throw so far."

"Sorry buddy. Wrong again. We are talking about balls where you dance. This kind of parties are called balls."

"Oooooohhhh, I uderstand now. We hate dancing then?"

"Not dancing just parties that involve dancing. That involve your dancing partner being surrounded by a bunch of ..." Anna took a deep breath. "girls." The last word said with a hint of resent in her voice.

Derek sighed. "Something like that."

"Ooohhhh. I get it now." The snowman said. "Wait... no, I still don't get it."

"Sorry buddy. It's complicated." The young Prince mumbled as his eyes were lost in the distance once more. His frown returning as soon as his eyes spotted something in particular.

"What's complicated?" Olaf insisted.

"Humans." Derek answered.

"Ooohhhh. I see know." Then he made a pause." Wait, no... I still don't. I am not a human."

"Lucky you." Mumbled Anna as another fork was blended in her hand.

The snowman couldn't understand his friend's reactions. As soon as they were done with saying hi to some of the guests, both Princess and Prince had managed to hide from the people behind the big buffet table and started filling their plates with all delicacies. They had been hiding behind the gigantic cake for most part of the party. Olaf had found them there when he decided to give a little bite to that ice cream cake marvel.

So, as a result they had promised him a big slice of cake if he didn't tell anybody they were hidden there. And that's how he had ended with the two young royals and cake.

Such a nice happy ending, right? He thought first. But something was off. His friends were no happy at all. And he could not figure out the reason.

It had all begun when Olaf suggested they should invite Elsa and Kristoff to join their little secret cake party. That was the moment the two other royals agreed to share the good snacks with the other friends.

Now this is a happy ending, right? He thought then. But it wasn't.

Anna was the first to change her mood. Her eyes closed a bit and she seemed to have lost her appetite. Her face fixed in something, as her hands began turning the napkin in her hands.

Then it was Derek's turn to lose craving for mini sandwiches. His already deep glance became even deeper with a frown appearing and disappearing from time to time. in his eyes. It If it weren't for the fact that they were hidden Olaf could tell nobody would dare to be near those two royals. The air was tense.

Maybe humans are too complicated. Olaf agreed to himself as his friends kept acting weird.

Olaf watched them trying to understand this "human" behavior.

Anna was staring at the corner where the band was supposed to play later. That was where Kristoff was also at the moment. Another of his human best of friends, Olaf thought. The ice harvester was chatting with a group of girls. They were all asking him questions to him and he was answering them shyly. Every time to time the group of girls would giggle, he would smile shyly causing even more giggling which would cause another bended spoon.

Then he studied Derek's face and followed his gaze. Olaf's eyes stopped as he spotted one of his most favourite humans ever. His creator and great friend Elsa. She was far, on the other side of the Ball Room, standing right next to her throne. She had been busy greeting every guest since the ball began. And now she was rounded by a group of young men. Some dignitaries and Princes from what Olaf learnt as he introduced himself to them.

Curious. Every time one of the young men would approach the Queen or smile and she would give answer with a polite comment or even a smile, Prince Derek would frown and clench his teeth. Humans were really weird indeed.

There was something he must be missing. What could be causing his friends feel so upset.

"Wait a minute," Olaf narrowed his eyes as a realization began to hit him. "Waaaiit a minute."

He looked at Anna and Derek, then at Elsa and Kristoff. "I think I know what's going on." He said. "Something is off. And I think I know what it is..."

His eyes opened with clearance in his icy mind.

"This can't be a dancing ball without dancing, right?"

"Yeah you could say that." Anna mumbled as her fork turned 45 degrees.

There's still no music. What's a ball without music? Right?" Olaf said even more convinced he understood the problem now. "And it can't be a dancing ball without music, right?"

"Sure." Derek answered as his blue eyes became even more deeper.

"I know what to do! Don't worry guys, I'll tell Kai we need music to start the ball. And everyone will be happy again." And the snowman left.

… … …

As their little snowman friend left in his new quest, Anna's left eye twitched as a particular girl started approaching Kristoff more than the others.

"She better stay away." The Princess mumbled. "Oh no...Don't you dare... don't you...dare..."

Derek turned around to see what was going on with Kristoff.

The girl started talking with him and then the unforgivable happened. The girl laughed and one of her hands pushed Kristoff's arm playfully causing him to force a fake smile to hide his embarrassment.

"Aaand she dared." Prince Derek mentioned while the Princess next to him became less and less happy.

"She forking dared." Anna cracked her neck and knuckles. "That's it. I am rescuing my boyfriend from the claws of that lady."

"Need a hand?" Derek asked. "Or maybe another fork?"

"Thanks Derek, but I think I can handle this in my own."

… … …

"Oh Kristopher, you are such funny guy. " said the girl as she pushed once again his arm.

"Err thanks?" Kristoff said not fully understanding what could be so funny about the proper way to make a climbing knot. "And actually my name is…"

"Kristoff! There you are!"

"Oh, hey Anna. Where have you…?" Kristoff closed his mouth in an instant. He might not understand most women, but he recognized when Anna was not pleased. And oh, she was not trying to hide it with the fuming expression she was making.

He gulped.

"I mean, " he cleared his throat. " I'm sorry everyone, but I need to leave now ."

"Hi everyone. My name's Anna. Ever heard of me, no? Well I live here. Nice to meet you."

"Good evening Princess."

"So nice to meet you"

"Such an honour Your Highness, "started the girl who had punched Kristoff in a fashionably way. "So you've already met our dear friend Kristian?"

"Uhm, my name is Kristoff, and actually she is my..."

"Oh look at the time, it's almost time the Ball begins. " interrupted Anna quickly. "You'll have to excuse us but we need to leave." She grabbed his arm giving a damn about protocol.

"Really?" he asked but as her hold strengthened he added. "I mean, yes. We should go find Elsa to get ready. I think."

"So, the rumors a true? " said another girl. "Her Majesty is opening the ball tonight as well."

"I heard she never danced because she didn't know how." said another.

"I don't know what you might have heard but," Anna said trying hard to keep her fake smile "Elsa and Derek are great dancers."

"Derek? You don't mean Prince Derek of Rosendelle do you?" said the girl that had punched Kristoff. "It can't be. He is hardly seen at parties. He is known to be quite reserved, barely talks, less seen dance. I've heard he lets people call him by his first name, even servants. Such a weird guy. The Ice Queen could have picked any guy to be her dancing partner. But the Rebel Prince? Maybe the Queen needs better friends."

"What did you sa...Ow! "Before Anna could defend her sister and their friend Derek, Kristoff held her hand strongly distracting her. This was not the moment. Even if he himself wanted to say something back.

"You just said that because he was no interested in you." Said a girl calling Anna's and Kristoff's attention.

"That is not true!"

"It is." Said another in giggles. "Back then at the tea party. Didn't you say Prince Derek was the most handsome man you've ever seen and decided right there he would be your future husband?"

The girls giggled.

"And then," said another girl," The second you approached him, he caught your act in an instant and said he was not interested in your fake personality and then he left you there."

All girls laughed.

"That's not... I mean... It was I the one who was no interested so I told him to leave." The girl demanded. "Besides he is not that good looking anyway."

"Then you must be very blind dear." Said another girl laughing at the upset girl. Not all men are as handsome and interesting as him, except dear Christian here of course."

"It's, it's Kristoff and…"

"AAAAAND. WE. LEAVE. NOW." Anna said clearly. "say goodbye Kristoff."

"Bye?"

"Bye Kristobal!" said one.

"Nice to meet you Krispy." Said the one who blew a kiss to him.

…. …. ….

As they walked away some of the girls sent him very disturbing glances and of them even mouthed a "write to me" which he pretended he did not to understand.

He felt as Anna's grip on him relaxed. Yet she kept mumbling words.

"I'm sorry Anna, I tried to leave but they kept following me, until they trapped me in a corner." He sighed.

"I wish you were ugly and mean." She simply said.

"Okay?"

She turned around to look at him.

"I mean, if you were ugly and a brat I wouldn't have to worry about all those superficial girls trying to flirt with you." Anna explained.

"Err…sorry?" he scratched his neck. "You are okay now?"

The Princess nodded.

"Now I am." She said. "Please try to be less charming next time."

Kristoff smiled at her cute request.

"I'll do my best." He said. "Is the ball starting yet? Or you just said that to get me out of there."

Anna denied with her head. "The band has not arrived yet. They had an early presentation at the Christmas Fair. We still have like ten or fifteen minutes for the ball to start. And Olaf is checking with Kai when the band will arrive."

"Olaf? Really?"

Anna rolled her eyes. "Long story. Don't ask."

"Fine." Kristoff said. "So, what now?"

The Princess shrugged. "Want some cake? We saved you a nice piece."

"Sure.

Anna smiled. "Good. I hope you don't mind eating with your hands."

"Not really, why?"

"We are out of spoons."

"And what about forks?"

"Uhm, those too are gone."

"Hands it is!"

… … …

Elsa bit her lip and kept her breath. She wished the reception would finish and the actual ball to start. But according to Kai the Royal Band was delayed. Somehow their carriage was stuck in the middle of chaos that was the Winter Fair.

Nothing to worry about. Elsa thought. The band was not that late. But still, for someone who spend most of her days locked in a room, a few minutes with strangers could be considered for her eternal.

She had to keep concentrated in the moment. She had to be professional. Her uncle had warned her for this night. Alas, her Council had warned her that sooner or later she would have to deal with her royal responsibilities. So, it was no surprise that her Council had almost kidnapped her from her friends and family in order to strategically introduce her to some of the guests.

She had been evading her Council's constant set ups and arranged meetings with royals. To enforce alliances. Yeah sure. Elsa was not born yesterday. She knew what was this all about.

The people she had been introduced to, shared oddly some similarities:

-Comes from a high-born lineage. Check.

-Good wealth and from respected family. Check.

-Male. Check.

-Single or widowed. Check. (Yes, she had been introduced to two widowed men. Nothing wrong about that; if it weren't for the fact that both were older than her father would be now if he were still alive. Was her Council really that desperate?!)

All of them boring to death. Double Check.

Elsa sighed.

She knew this was the last day her Council had to play match makers and last chance for another scheme to ensure heritage to the Crown. They cared for her. Elsa knew. But still social standards demand that a woman of her rank should engage in alliances and ensure an heir. That was the society standards she and Anna had been born to. But Elsa was out of those standards. Youngest Queen to ever been crowned; socially awkward, stubborn not to mention a slight of magical powers in the pocket.

But they surely didn't need to worry about that. Of course, she was out of the equation, being who she was (she always knew that). But there had always been Anna. And if she and Kristoff ever decided to tie the knot and form a family then case solved. A happy ending with the Crown still in their lineage.

But as Derek once said, royals are magnets to never happy endings. She could relate so well.

And her Council knew this very well. But they were stubborn and so here she was. Trapped. She wished she could be with her friends and Anna, but at some point, she had lost sight of everyone in the Ball. She thought she spotted Anna's cherry blond cross the room but never saw her again.

"Have I told you I'm also a hunter?" said one of them. "I never miss a shot, when I wear my lucky underwear. The secret is to never wash it you know."

The man's voice brought back the Queen to reality and back to the boring chat she was supposedly participating.

"Oh, how interesting." Elsa said hoping she didn't sound so fake. She suppressed a yawn.

"That's nothing. "another one said. "Anyone can hunt. But can you ride a horse blind folded? Because I can."

"Really?" Elsa said as she fought hard to roll her eyes.

"Well I may not be a hunter nor a poet. But certainly, I was graced with Apollo's luck and born a natural poet." Said another one. "My sonnets are the level of the famous poet Anonymous himself."

Elsa blinked. "Did you say his name was A-anonymous?"

The young royal smiled seeing the interest of the Queen.

"Oh yes Your Majesty. He is the most famous poet in the world. He's written lots and lots of amazing poems. I've read plenty of Anonymous work. And being his number one fan, I developed a talent in charming the ladies with the finest poems myself."

Anonymous a famous poet?! Now this was getting more and more ridiculous. Elsa bit her lip.

"I-I, see. How talented you must be." Elsa had to bit her but her lip to stop the giggle she knew was coming. She couldn't help it. Next time her Council makes one of their schemes she should suggest that candidate's intelligence ought to be checked. Or maybe not. That would mean that she is actually interested in her Council's games and that would be the end of it.

If only she could be at her library at this moment, by the fire and reading a nice novel, instead of this circus. Anna and Kristoff would stop for a while then leave to deliver some ice errands. Olaf would join her, drawing with crayons by the fire (but not to near). And Derek would show up probably from the window or a secret passage with a guilty smile. He would come prepared with snacks from the kitchen and suggest to play cards or chess or he would just sit there and be there. And maybe later, they would talk about nonsense, and she would mention Anonymous the famous poet- he'd definitely love this story- and Olaf would join in the conversation as well and the three of them would laugh about it. And she would let herself be lost in the moment.

"Uhm…"Another royal tried to talk this one.

Elsa absorbed in her own thoughts almost didn't catch the voice of Prince Robert of Andalasia. She took a sip of her drink trying to hide her confused face. Poor Prince Robert, here he was finally brave to say something and it had been in the exact moment Elsa happened to be thinking of someone... uhm,… something else. Nonsense. She corrected herself. She was thinking about nonsense.

Feeling guilty for the man being victim of her own struggles she decided to address him. Besides he was far the most intelligent of the group, so she hoped he at least would be saying something decent.

In fact, Elsa was surprised to see Prince Robert in the group of men her Council gathered. The man was very reserved and spoke only the necessary during in political meetings. But he was a nice person she thought. He stood for her during that time when Lord Dracula, correction Lord of Dull, insulted Olaf and herself. Elsa had heard that he had become friends with the snowman himself.

So, it was a surprise to see him in the group of flirting men. He had not been flirting so far but now he was willing to talk. Unless he was about to ask to ceases this nonsense and, in a way, rescue the Queen from her predicament.

"Yes, Your Highness? You wanted to say something?" She tried to encourage the most serious member of the party of royals. Elsa in her mind wishing he would ask everyone to leave the Queen. Just as he did during that meeting.

All men turned to face the also known as "Prince Boring" thanks to Derek's mission to put call names to almost anybody. It was no secret that the prince was a serious man that only raised his voice during formal meetings. But during social events as this one he was mere awkward. Always tripping on his words and shy. Maybe he was kind of boring during those meetings but part of her understood him. She knew how awkward she could be in social events after all, given her past. And Prince Robert at least was not jumping at her with flirt comments or showing off like the other men had been doing for the last minutes.

"I was just going to say that…err…" Prince Robert cleared his throat and kept his eyes other way except Elsa's. He adjusted his glasses. "Well, I was just wondering. Since this is a ball after all…and people a supposed to be dancing at balls…if you wouldn't mind…you know ...d-d-d-d-d-da.."

"No way?!" said another royal. "Prince Bobby here is actually going a step ahead from us. I suspected you were becoming a little interested with the Queen. First you were able to see her almost every day at the meetings, so that she would get used to you. Then you became friends with that snow fella Olaf. And now, you are asking her for a dance! A dance! Not so silent and shy eh Casanova?!"

'Uhm…" Prince Robert blushed slightly at the comment and his glasses seemed to tremble.

"Well, can we blame him?" said another. Who wouldn't mind being friends with the Queen?"

"Or more that friends." Added another making the other men nod in agreement for a moment forgetting the Queen herself was right now in front of them listening to every word.

Elsa knew she should have interfered when they started making fun of Prince Robert. She should have left and looked for Anna and the others. She knew she had to say something, if it weren't for the fact that she was still a bit shocked herself. Not only it felt weird to confirm that Prince Robert did have a thing for …for someone like her. But the other royals agreed that other men felt the same interest in her. She was unfamiliar with that kind of attention.

She thought she could play the Queen Card as Derek liked to call it. She often used it, as a way to move things on her favour. In this case, escape from the most awkward situation she could ever imagine.

Well there had been even more awkward situations before, -added her inner voice- remember that time with the pig?

Elsa agreed with herself. Okay second most.

Or how about that time you saw Derek only in his undergarments and a dripping torn shirt. Same shirt he happens to be wearing tonight by the way.

She felt her throat dry suddenly. As the picture came to her almost in an instant.

You can deal with a bunch of men if you survived waking up in his arms.

Fine, she'd been to worse situations. No need to remember them right now thank you. she told her brain.

You could freeze the entire kingdom again and face trial for sorcery and still it would be nothing compared to face him right after you changed your clothes to an ice dress right in front of him.

Far from what people might think. Elsa could feel cold and heat, only they didn't bother her. And right now, she definitely could feel the heat cover her chest and neck at the memory of that one. Alright, her mind might be over dramatic, but it had a point. Nothing, could ever top that time.

Oh, but there is one. Interrupted her, that almost mocking voice in her mind once again.

The one that you always try to don't think about, and yet keeps you awake almost every night since then.

Alright. Elsa admitted. To be persecuted by three drunk sailors by the docks could definitely be at the top of her list. That night had been in her bedtime thoughts.

Not that part! Insisted her mind almost annoyed. It was before that. The two alone standing on the bridge-Elsa felt her stomach made a jump-Being so close to each other that you almost …

"Okay that's enough!" Elsa shook her head as she closed her eyes and tried to put aside those thoughts.

"Oh, excuse us Your Majesty." Said one of the royals. "That last comment was out of bounds." The other young men apologized. Even Prince Robert seemed even more ashamed than before, but he was looking at her curiously almost expectant.

Elsa blinked as the heat now reached her cheeks. She had just said that out loud.

What on Earth was happening to her?! Honestly! She looked around for traces of ice. None. At least every time these thoughts came to her mind the ice was not a response to her emotions. Not that these kinds of thoughts were ever so frequent- she had to add- but still. It was the first time they kind of came to her one after another. Like domino pieces one after another.

All those years of staying in her room alone with her thoughts and feelings had developed a habit to answer and debate with her inner self. Sometimes she would agree, but other times like this, she'd completely disagree with that inner voice. Deep down, she knew what her mind wanted was what she really wanted. But still- No matter if it was a deep part of what she wanted. This was all the effect of sleepless nights and paperwork and seeing a certain Prince's face every day almost 24/7.

It had never happened that way before. Not that this kind of thoughts ever crossed her mind before, she repeated herself. Well, to be honest, it was not the first time. But still, it was just the result of stress. And seeing that shirt tonight. Yes! that abominable shirt and anxiety for the dance and … and ...

And maybe the fact that he was returning to his kingdom soon was not helping either. Not that these thoughts were on her mind on purpose. She had to keep that fact clear. But it was her responsibility to know who and when people parted and arrived Arendelle's port. So maybe she had thought about it from time to time.

"Err, Your Majesty?" Somebody asked.

It was then that she Elsa shook slightly her head. She looked at the questioning faces of the other royals. How long had she been spaced out deep in her thoughts?

She blinked again. Trying to clear her thoughts.

I need some fresh air.

"Forgive me gentlemen. If you would excuse…" She started saying with only but truth in her pretext. She really needed some time alone to clear her mind. But couldn't finish her sentence as another voice interrupted her.

"Oh please, this is pathetic." Said that voice interrupting her. "To win a woman's heart such as the Queen here, you shouldn't come with silly comments."

The Queen was about to address the man for his concern, when she saw who has been the one to speak.

Lord Deuce Wagen of Dull, also known as Lord Dracula (curtesy of Derek's nicknames), had appeared out of nowhere.

"Your Majesty," he vowed.

"Lord Wagen, what an honorable surprise." She greeted him fighting her best interest to send him a cold stare.

Just smile and wave. Just smile and wave. And then leave.

"I presumed you would have returned to the land of Dull by now." she said in a fake yet convincing smile.

The man returned the smile showing all those creepy white teeth. "That was my first intention yes. But there are still matters I have to take care of first. And I would never lose tonight for anything in the world."

"Such as?" asked one of the other young royals.

"To have a chance to congratulate the Queen for her upcoming birthday, of course and have a glance at the famous Winter Fair, which Arendelle is so proud of."

"Thank you Lord Wagen," Elsa said shortly. "We really are proud of our Fair and the result of many months of work of our people."

"As I said, it was worth to wait and see it." The man said. "And say hi to your ice puppet friend. Oleg wasn't right? I think I got the name right this time?"

Elsa pressed her fist hardly.

Just smile and wave. Just smile and wave. And then leave. Don't cause a scene here.

"Stop with the fake flattery and lame insults. If you are here to disturb the Queen once again milord, we suggest you to leave." Said another royal.

Elsa blinked surprised. It was no secret that what had happened that time with Lord Wagen and Queen Elsa had been among the talks of other royals. But still Elsa was not expecting to be defended by these other men.

"Never have my intentions been as such.'" Lord Wagen smiled showing those creepy teeth in the process. "I just wanted to congratulate you on your coming birthday Your Majesty."

"I appreciate your kind gesture." She said shortly. "But why do I feel there is something else you are willing to say before you leave."

"Ah, the Queen has become more perceptive about human nature."

"I have a good teacher." She added.

"Yes, I did wanted to formally tell you an offer. If you ever consider investors in those lands in the mountains I could be the man your looking for."

"It's 'you're' you know, not 'your'. " said a voice behind the man. "I suggest ask Santa Claus for a Dictionary milord. Grammar makes all the difference in the world."

Elsa's heart hit a beep as she recognized that voice.

Everyone turned around. Prince Derek was standing behind Lord Wagen.

And Elsa could notice in his eyes he was upset. To be honest, he seemed very, very upset.

Why do I feel I am adding another awkward moment of my life? She thought.

"Ah, the second son of King Frederik Andersen. What a noble surprise. Tell me, what brings the spare heir of Rosendelle here? Very funny eh, with the Gammar joke. But, may I remind you I was speaking not writing. How could you tell if made a grammar mistake?" Answered Lord Waven with a clearly upset tone.

"Oh, I recognize an illiterate when I see one." the Prince formed a smug smile, causing some small laughter from the other royal men.

"Well you may leave now, we are in the middle of a business conversation." Lord Wagen said who clearly had no paid attention to what Derek had said.

"Pardon my manners Lord Dracula, but I need to escort her Majesty to another important matter."

Derek vowed in a mocking way as the other men were clearly hiding their laughing as hard as they could. The name "Lord Dracula" fitted the man like a globe.

Elsa couldn't believe it. She knew Derek liked to joke around things and play with the minds of his victims. But this was too much. Was he not aware they were in public? And that she was hosting this event. She couldn't take sides. As much as Lord Deuce Wagen deserved it.

"You didn't listen boy? You can leave...Wait. Are you mocking me?"

"Sorry, I don't speak troll." The Prince said as he turned to Elsa. "Your Majesty, you are being summoned somewhere with a higher IQ level. We know bruteness is not contagious but I don't wouldn't take any chance."

"What did you say?!" Lord Wagen asked showing a colour red in his ears. "Listen you boy, I am a Lord and you are nothing but a mere spare. A piece of decoration."

That was low. Everyone turned to see the addressed Prince's reaction. To everyone's surprise he didn't seemed affected by it. Although, Elsa could tell it had touched a nerve. Derek, such as Anna, both hated to be called useless. And she herself hated to hear that term being used on someone.

"Well this piece of decoration is made of mahonagey," said Derek in a defiant tone, "Which means I'm strong enough to knock off those nasty teeth of yours milord. "

"Ohhhh. Good one Derek." Said a Prince.

"You insolent…" declared Lord Wagen, who raised his club and pointed it at Derek "You are lucky we are in public. But mark my words. I'll make sure you get what you deserve."

"And I'll be waiting with some fresh garlic bread just for you." The Prince said in a slight joking tone but with a serious stare. He might sound like he was joking. But Elsa knew that look. He was ready to punch the man. And for the look of his eyes one punch in the gut would not satisfy the Prince.

"You…you…. "but Lord Wagen didn't seem to know what to say anymore.

Derek ignored him but the snickers from the other men confirmed Lord Wagen they were all mocking him.

Elsa has had enough. Derek was not causing diplomatic problems. At least not tonight.

"Lord Wagen, gentlemen. "She said loudly firmly to all men. But giving the cold stare to Derek only. It's been a nice talk but I really need to attend this matter I am being summoned. Please forgive me."

"After you, Your Majesty. "Derek mumbled at her with the same cold stare she just used.

"Goodbye gentlemen, enjoy the evening. "She made a curtsy and started walking to nowhere in particular. She only wanted to leave that place with all those men, including Derek.

…. … ….

Elsa didn't stop walking until she left the ball room and found herself in the gardens that faced the shore.

She could sense the Prince walking near behind her. It didn't surprise her he followed her. She waited for him to address her but when Derek kept silent still she took the lead to speak.

"So, kind of you Your Highness." She added for only him to hear. She tried to but her bitter tone did came out of her mouth. "But I do not require of your assistance to escort me. As we just experienced just now, your assistance tends to cause more trouble than anything else." Letting him know in her tone that she was not happy for what he did.

"I disagree. And where would my manners be, If didn't escort you?" He answered in the same tone as hers.

"Manners? Manners you say?" she asked turning her face slightly to face him. "Now that is a joke."

"Still," he ignored her as he approached her. "I need to be sure you reach your destination safe."

"I can take care of myself thanks."

"I know that. But an extra hand could come handy if you fall."

"Fall? What do you mean?"

"What if you slipped in those high heels and hurt yourself?"

He was avoiding talking about what just came to him a few moments ago. Talking about her shoes?! Really Derek?!

But two could play this game.

"I won't fall."

"You did during dance rehearsals." He added crossing his arms. " I am just assuring the ball is not ruined because you came here upset and didn't watch your step."

"That was partly your fault."

"Only half. I'm only assuring that the other half doesn't fall."

"So, you won't apologize?" She dared to ask.

"For what?!" He said raising his voice. "For escorting you here and seeing you don't fall after that quick run you made to the gardens."

"Stop going around the bush Derek," she said now full annoyed. "You know exactly what I'm talking about!"

He looked at her deeply.

"Well?" She asked giving him the same deep look

"You can't be serious," he exclaimed. " I won't say I'm sorry for giving Lord Dracula a slight warning."

"A slight warning you say?! A slight warning?!" She was almost laughed to the irony. "Derek maybe you are the one who needs a dictionary. That," she said pointing at the door behind them where the ballroom was," that was the slightness polite and intelligent warning ever."

"Maybe you are the one who needs a dictionary Elsa." Derek said messing his hair with his right hand in a sign of annoyance. "because I think you can't recognize the meaning of assistance even when you need one."

Elsa knew they shouldn't be doing this. That she should stop. It was not the moment for another of their quarrels. She knew he also knew. And yet, both were so stubborn to stop it. And too proud to admit to finish it before it started.

"You're welcome by the way." Derek's sarcastic voice behind her made her stop for a second and look at him once again.

"Are you really expecting me to say thank you for causing a scene with Lord Wagen." Elsa was feeling the heat cover again her chest to her neck to her face.

"So, you are telling me, I should have left you there with those sharks?" he tried to joke but she could tell he was still upset about something.

"Last time I checked, it was You the one with a threatening face." She said. "You on the other hand …" she frowned. "Well, let's just say everyone noticed you were ready to punch, even bite the man."

"Fine I admit it." He said with a desperate tone. "I couldn't stand any longer how those men were looking at you like a trophy. It was my fault you had to experience being chased by those drunk sailors; whose intentions I won't elaborate but I can tell you were disgusting."

"Are you really comparing that time to this night?!" Elsa opened her eyes. "Derek one of them could not tell Anonymous is not a real poet?!"

"You still don't get it do you?!" He said holding her arm a bit more now. "It was the same again. And yet you kept listening to them and..."

"I know!" she interrupted them. "I am fully aware of their hidden intentions Derek. I was not born yesterday you know."

"I know you know." He insisted. "But still you cannot expect me to keep my arms crossed while those sharks …"

"This is a party Derek. People are supposed to talk in parties." She retorted. She knew what he meant. "To be honest, I don't know what upsets me more. The fact that you intervened the way you intervened or the fact that you didn't trust me enough to handle things myself."

"I know you can handle things!" Derek replied angry.

"Then why did you do it?" She asked matching the same angry tone.

"I was not here that time you were Crowned. Maybe if I had been here, I would have been able to help you."

"You don't know that." Elsa replied.

"I do." He said. " And tonight, when I saw you rounded I couldn't help myself." He insisted again. "then there was a moment where you snapped and looked around. You were looking for ice at the floor, weren't you? I've seen you do that millions of times when we rehearsed for the waltz."

"What?!" She was startled and slightly offended. "You were watching me?!"

"So, you don't deny it. You really were looking for traces of your powers!" Derek insisted.

"And you don't deny it either. Derek, I don't need a baby sitter to look after me." Elsa pulled her the arm he was holding, getting way from his grip.

"Don't you see?!" He said quickly. "I can deal with being the black sheep of social events. I am just a spare as they say. I can break protocol and etiquette and no one would care."

"Derek you are not...!"

"I told you before, I don't care what people might think of me." He interrupted her. "But Elsa... you...you are different."

The word different entered echoing in her mind. She knew he was referring to her royal status but his choice of words had worked as a dagger in her heart.

"In case of what?" She asked feeling her stomach torn and torn. Somehow fearing what his next words might be.

"In case something happened," He said so filled in his adrenaline that he didn't notice the change of tone in Elsa's voice. "In case you ..."

Derek stopped abruptly as he finally realized his mistake. Then he noticed Elsa's watering eyes fixed in his.

Elsa was pressing her teeth and fists filled with a new feeling. A feeling she didn't like. It was an emptiness she had never experienced before.

She knew it. He was talking about her Monarch status, as a Queen. She knew it! But it was too late. The idea was there, and both knew it was actually the truth. Which caused Elsa to feel even more hurt. Because no matter what she will always be different.

There was a silence as the hidden meaning of her possibly losing control of her powers lingered between them.

He looked at her. His angry eyes suddenly filled with shame.

Elsa could feel her eyes starting to burn. Not sure if it was the cold air or the hot tears that were blurring her sight.

Derek took a brave step towards her but Elsa took a step back almost immediately. His sudden face of hurt could only match hers.

She felt angry, hurt but now also guilty. And she could tell he was feeling the same.

Elsa knew she should be the better person and apologize for rejecting him like that. But she couldn't forgive him so easily for everything he had said and done. It was then that she realized the snow covering Derek's hair and shoulders.

She stood back even more ashamed and angry. The fact that she hadn't notice until now the snow proved the point that Derek was right in a way.

Then she noticed the even more hurt face of the Prince by her act of taking another step back from him. This time she had stood away for other reasons but the damage was done. Derek must have thought it was because she wanted to be away from him. Or maybe she wanted to hurt him a bit? She couldn't tell.

They remained there with their eyes fixed in anything but the other's.

Elsa struggling with the storm of feelings that she knew were pleading to come out. But somehow, she still managed to free them as a light snow shower over the gardens and not freezing the entire castle. How was this only a snow shower and not the fjord frozen she couldn't tell. Her mind might be trying to keep her breathing and keeping her powers at bay. But it was a mystery how she could seize her powers to just snow when her inner self her agreed that her heart was a mess.

How much time did they spent there trapped in the most terrible silence they had ever shared? No one could tell. But sure, it was eternal for Elsa. No one dared to leave or say anything else.

Then the sound of the gardens door opening and footsteps made them both turn their heads towards the sound.

…. … ...

"Hey guys, I saw you two enter her a while ago." It was Kristoff. "The band has just arrived and…oh. Sorry am I interrupting something?"

Kristoff had seen them approaching to the desserts table but then start talking in mumbles and he could sense something was off this time. So, when he saw Elsa leaving quickly to the gardens and Derek following behind decided to give them some minutes to fix things and come for them later. He had to cover for them by telling Anna that he she should find Kai and see if the band had arrived yet. And he had closed the garden's door from outside and kept guard outside to keep their privacy. But the band had arrived about a while ago and people would start questioning of both royal's whereabouts so here he was.

It was then that he really paid closer attention to them. Ma Bulda said once that air could be so tense that it could be cut with a knife and never understood what that meant. Well now he could understand what her mother meant.

What the hell happened?!

Something really serious must have happened between them. For starters it was snowing over their heads. The grass was all frozen the sea shore had a slight cape of ice. Not to mention, their body language was like a drama play being played. Simply told him they were not okay. Elsa was hugging herself and quite a few steps away from Derek. She looked angry, hurt and sad. And could it be the reflect of the light but her eyes seemed red as she had been crying.

Immediately he thought he ought to go to Elsa's side. Had Derek hurt her? No matter how much of a pal he Elsa was almost like a sister to him.

But then he noticed Derek's state was similar.

Derek's face was similar to Elsa's. He looked angry, hurt but mostly sad. He didn't show any sign of crying but his hair was a mess and his breathing were irregular. He reminded Kristoff of a hurt animal after a fight. Fierce but with defeat in his eyes. He'd never seen that phase in the Prince.

Did they had a fight? If they did this could not be their regular battling. On their regular quarrels, Kristoff could sense that they never meant it. And ore than once he could have sworn they kind of enjoyed it. But this….

Realizing they were still like statues and avoiding each of other's eyes he knew he had to do break the silence by clearing his throat. Not that he wanted to be rude but better him to find the Queen under a snow fall than someone else."

That did the trick. Both royals snapped and paled as realizing the were not lover alone anymore.

He will need a plan to excuse them for the waltz. It was for their own good after all. He would have to deal with Anna later. He still thought this no one's business but Elsa's and Derek's. No one else's.

Elsa removed her arms from her chest and weight and giving a last glance to Derek she started walking towards Kristoff at the entrance.

"Right," she said in a slight broken voice. "The ball. Duty calls."

Elsa looked even paler. But he couldn't het why. Then she gave a another glance back to Derek but stopped before she met his eyes. Then it hit him.

Kristoff bit his tongue. How stupid could he be! How could Elsa and Derek be able to return to the ball room no less dance together after whatever happened between them.

Derek raised his head to have a last glance or the Queen leaving but she was already gone.

"Duty calls. " he mumbled but didn't seem like following them yet.

Kristoff understood this was his cue to leave the Prince alone with his thoughts and decided to better follow the Queen, who he worried the most honestly.

….. … …

Kristoff found Elsa in one o the corridors that rounded the ball room. She was standing in the doorway of a servants exit. Her body hidden besides a column. She was rubbing her eyes with a sleeve, cleaning what he supposed had been tears.

To his surprise she spoke first.

"I don't understand." She said calmly.

"What do you mean?" he asked approaching her.

She kept her eyes fixed in her hands as she spoke.

"There should be a storm by now." She said.

"Elsa?"

She looked at him this time.

"You saw the snow back there didn't you?" she asked and he nodded in agreement. "That snow… is not me.. I mean it is me but not the full me."

"What are you saying?"

She sighed. "From the way I feel right now… the castle, no…the fjord could be frozen over again."

Kristoff saw her eyes full of turmoil. Anger, pain, sadness and confusion. She was a mess. And yet she was right. The snow must have faded by now. Strange.

"You wouldn't lie about something like that." He said. "I believe you. But, maybe it's because you have better control of you powers now. Besides it not like it has happened something like this before. Right?"

She bit her lip.

"Right?" he repeated. But Elsa's face told the contrary. "Elsa. What happened?"

"This is not the first time my magic has behaved weird." She admitted. "I already told Anna about other time during a meeting with some royals my ice broke lose under the table and… it hurt some of the men."

"A meeting? Wait," he put tow and two together. It most have been that time the Prince with the glasses and Derek got hurt because an old a chair broke.'

Elsa frowned at the mention of Derek's name but still nodded.

"And there's been other times my powers seemed to be less strong or sometimes even stronger." She admitted.

"Have told Anna about those too?"

"You are the first to know fully." She said. "Considering tonight's events too."

"We should go ask Pabbie about it." He suggested.

"I was thinking the same." She said as her eyes were lost in the night sky deep in thought.

"Don't worry," he placed a gentle hand over her shoulder causing her to turn to him. He smiled at her. "He'll know what to do."

She managed to return a gentle smile.

Still he could sense there was something more bothering her but wouldn't push her.

But before any of them could say anything more the sound of an explosion made them turn their gazes to the origin of it. And to Kristoff's dismay and Elsa's horrid face it had come from the village itself.

Flames and smoke covered the sky. Screams of villagers caused the music to stop.

Everything was happening so fast and yet so slow.

Elsa in a quick motion called with a firm voice for her guards. Two of them appeared in front of them and saluted. She seemed to give them instructions. Something about send orders to Captain Jorgen or something.

"Find Captain Jorgen and my sister." She demanded. "Tell them to set the Plan for Emergencies into action. Now. "

"What about you your Majesty?" one guard ask.

"Tell them me and the Ice Master are heading to the village." She said. "Now go."

"Yes Your Majesty!" the made a quick salute and began running back to the corridor.

The next moment he blinked, Kristoff noticed that Elsa was pulling his arm to wake him from his trance.

She had been calling for his name for a while but he had been absorbed in the sight before them. The big Christmas tree from the park was a tower of red and smoke. Flames reaching the trees so quickly that eyes got dizzy and buildings were also covered in orange and red heat.

"Kristoff!" She called again. He shook his head and focused on her. He caught some of her words. She was asking? Ordering maybe about his ice harvesters comrades.

He snapped soon enough and started guiding her through the turmoil of chaos.

He saw as she quickly approached another group of guards at the entrance and gave them quick instructions. They saluted and ran away to follow the Queen's orders.

"Come on Kristoff." She addressed him as she started running to the village entrance. "Duty calls!"