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TRIGGER WARNING of self harm.
It was damp and the air was foul, he lost track how long he was imprisoned here for treason. Lord Ector's dislocated limbs became somewhat permanent since he wasn't provided any medical attention and one of his spies was languishing inside the other cell just a few meters away. He should consider himself lucky because he only sustained broken bones, not countless lashings like his spy. He knew that he would be put to death but why was it taking so long? He was sure he wouldn't survive any longer than a few days but days turned to weeks and yet he was still alive. All of these days waiting for his demise only gave him false hope of escaping, if he wasn't in this broken state, he would've busted his way out of the dungeon cell. He could've killed his half-brother's daughter and fought off the usurper Queen. But that blasted blue eyed man had taken him down so easily with only a bow and arrow in his hand.
He gritted his teeth in anger and wanted to snap that man's neck. He wanted to kill those creatures with cold hellish blue eyes.
Heavy footfalls made him turn to the general direction of the entrance and to his surprise he saw silhouettes of the usurper's men dragging four unconscious bodies to different cells. Then there were loud cries from somewhere, he pressed his ear down on the flagstone floor and heard the source of the sound just a floor beneath him. The previously empty dungeon became crowded.
The sky was tinged with orange as they passed through the outskirts of the Duchy. They were welcomed so warmly by the people, and there were who expressed their worry since they were made aware of how many times awful people tried to assassinate her. The Duke of Weselton and quite a lot of noblemen, whom she only saw once when she was still a princess, were there by the foyer of the castle to greet the victors. The men who needed medical attention were immediately brought to the infirmary while the others had helped carry two unconscious ladies to their assigned rooms. While workers bustling around the courtyard, Anna spotted a large elevated platform being constructed. She looked around and saw Elsa looking at it so intensely, Anna then realized for whom the platform was built for.
Anna was exhausted physically and emotionally, she wanted to rest but the Duke of Weselton wanted her to meet the other nobles he invited. She politely smiled and went to greet them, only to be halted by a hand around her wrist. She looked at Elsa, who had this worried expression on her face.
"You should rest properly, they can wait until then.
Anna simply nodded and was led by Wendy to her and Elsa's bedchamber, while Elsa went to greet the nobles. Once they arrived on the estate rooms Wendy had led her to the room next to their bedchamber. They got in and Anna saw the partition screen was up and behind it was a tub filled with steaming water littered with rose petals.
"Her Majesty made instructions through a messenger and had this prepared for Her Grace." Wendy explained. Anna's lips curved upwards at Elsa's thoughtfulness.
"A bath would be nice." Anna proceeded to shed her military uniform and let her clothes pooled on her feet. She stepped in the tub brimming with warm water.
Some of the water flowed out of the tub as she settled in, Wendy poured about half-a bottle of perfume in it. Her maid assisted her in washing off the grime of her hair and body. Anna was used to this kind of treatment, she even had three to four maids to assist her but now she only had Wendy, and the girl was more than capable enough to do everything.
She leaned her head back on the towel Wendy placed at the lid of the tub, she closed her eyes and contemplated her next move. Anna knew she talked so ruthlessly about the punishments of the individuals who committed crimes and how they should be punished based on the severity of their crimes. She bravely uttered the word 'death' for those who committed grave crimes but having to experience what it was like to take a life made her falter a bit. Anna knew taking those men's lives was a necessity in order to save herself but that doesn't mean it didn't scare her at all.
Elsa and everyone around her made it so sound easy to take someone's life as if it was just snuffing out a lit candle. She witnessed Elsa kill someone before and had met her for dinner after killing a person as well. Anna had to ask herself how would she be able to live a life when she already killed someone, would she get used to it? Would she hate herself for it? She doesn't know the answer.
To kill or be killed. . . it was like how Elsa led her life for two decades, now she was following that saying the moment she lost her status as a princess and now even more so that she got her rightful inheritance. She was once again elevated to a seat of power with political influence. If there's one thing Anna learned in her studies was; the greater the political influence, the greater the danger it entails. If she wanted to survive she had to forge her resolve into an unbreakable steel, because if she falters there would be serious consequences.
Anna had to be resolute in everything she would do in the future, especially now that she couldn't afford to be Elsa's weakness. To support her lover in her endeavors, she had to be strong and decisive. She had to build good relationships with the other nobles who still disliked having Elsa as the Queen, pulling them to their side so it would strengthen the kingdom from within since it would be difficult to defend it from outside dangers if they were fragmented and disloyal to their sovereign. But before that Anna should overcome this fear of tainting her soul even further with the blood of others.
Elsa's words rang into her head on how she regretted not arriving on time, she felt so comforted for the fact that Elsa somehow knew what she was going through. Perhaps Elsa had felt this before, but soon this awful guilt must've vanished after doing different things with the same outcome. The Queen and her cousins were already battle hardened individuals and Anna should be like them too, because she couldn't afford to be weakened by this feeling of remorse towards the people who had the very intention of killing her without any shred of guilt.
She saw the platform at the courtyard, that only meant Elsa wanted public executions for those who were involved. It would surely turn into a spectacle and there could be possible future consequences. Killing a lot of people in one fell swoop would be utterly damaging for the magnanimous image Elsa wanted to portray, well at the least. Her reign had started with a blood bath and it still continued the same way and it wasn't long since the re-conquest. She had to find someone who could deal with these death sentences without even further damaging Elsa's reputation, though she was sure Elsa wouldn't even care. Anna had to find someone in the seat of power, powerful enough to wipe them all out with minimal backlash.
But who could be much more powerful than the Queen? No one. Anna sighed.
"Your Grace?"
Anna fluttered her eyes open at Wendy's call.
"You ought to get dressed, the water has gone tepid." Wendy had her head down while she was spreading a large towel using both of her hands.
Anna only hummed in response. She got up and stepped into the towel, which Wendy immediately wrapped around her body. She was then assisted by Wendy for her dress.
To her surprise Wendy had dressed her in her sleeping robes.
"I shouldn't be dressed like this. Can you fetch my green dress?" Anna stated.
"I-I. . . I was instructed that Your Grace would be resting after the bath. . ." Wendy faltered a bit before giving in. "I'll do what Your Grace has requested."
"On second thought, don't." Anna said and smiled at Wendy through the mirror. "You're right, I should rest. I haven't had a proper rest since, barring the time I was out." she mumbled that last part to herself.
"Your Grace's room is ready."
"Lady Anna. You can call me that, just like what I told you before." Anna stood and held Wendy's hand.
"But Your Grace, that would be disrespectful." Wendy shook her head vehemently. Anna chuckled.
"You can call me that when it's just the two of us." the smile on her face didn't vanish. "You were always there for whatever I needed and you never disrespected me in any way. You are my friend Wendy, I do hope you see me as one too."
Wendy looked so conflicted. "I- It would be my honor to be considered as Her Gra- Lady Anna's friend."
"Great!" Anna smiled. "I should go and rest for a bit" she left the room with vigor but the moment she was on the other side of the door, her cheery demeanor changed into worry.
After insisting for Anna to rest, Elsa went to greet the nobles whom the Duke of Weselton summoned. She shared a look with the Duke and turned to the others.
"Your Majesty." the nobles bowed to her.
"M'Lords." Elsa acknowledged them with a nod.
"May I introduce Marquis Mills, Viscount Frollo, Baron Baelfire, and of course you already know Lord Nolan, Lord LaBouff, and Lord Bjorgman."
"Welcome to Eldr Castle M'Lords. A pleasure to have you all here." Elsa said as she observed them as if they were looking for someone. "Unfortunately Her Grace, wouldn't be able to greet you at the moment, she expressed her regrets and hoped for your understanding."
"We completely understand the circumstances, we were made aware of what had transpired."
"Thank you." Elsa said. "I'd like to meet you later at the council room to discuss some. . . matters."
The nobles nodded in agreement. Taking this as a sign, she went inside the main keep and proceeded to cleanse herself from the dirt and blood on her body in one of the rooms. As she soaked her body into the tub, her thoughts were on her elite guards, she couldn't shake off this thought of them so easily defeated even if they were small in number. Did they slack off now they were doing mundane sentry duties or the enemies were just that skilled? No, those couldn't be the reason, but whatever they were she should fix this as soon as possible.
Elsa sighed.
Her mind then went to the traitors, and to those unwilling participants in the rebellion. She had to wipe them all out, but there's someone who should suffer first before the execution. There were two on the top of her list and they were Baroness Gothel, who ordered the assassination, and Anastasia, that bitch who said nasty things regarding Anna.
Dark sinister thoughts of how she should deal with the Tremaine woman. Elsa wanted her to beg for death.
"Should I hang her half dead as she bleeds from all over?"
A knock disturbed her from her thoughts.
"Who is it?" Elsa went alert and reached for her sword by the tub.
"It's Wendy, Your Majesty."
"Come in." Elsa ordered as she placed her sword back on its former place.
Wendy came in, she bowed before presenting Elsa's clothes.
"You can put them on that table over there."
"Is there anything else you need, Your Majesty?"
"Is Anna resting?" Elsa asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty. I also asked Sir Olaf for some guards to secure the room she's in."
"Perfect. You may go." Elsa dismissed Wendy and the latter complied.
Elsa rose from her bath and dried herself, she wore a black shirt, dirty white breeches, and a double breasted waistcoat. She picked up the rest of her usual ensemble such as the gloves, cravat and coat, and carried them to their shared bedchamber. She didn't even bother to tie her hair.
She opened the double doors ever so slowly in case Anna was resting, and she was. Her Duchess was fast asleep on one of the loveseats. Elsa smiled and shook her head before placing her other clothes on one of the chairs. She knelt and admired Anna's sleeping face, who had a slight scowl on her brows.
Elsa kissed the scowl away from her lover's face and gently picked her up in her arms to move her on the bed. As if on cue, Anna snuggled on her chest, making Elsa's heart beat so wild in her chest. A small smile found itself on Elsa's lips. She gently laid her down to their bed then fixed the covers to keep her warm. She once again gave her a kiss, this time on her cheek.
She wanted to stay and be with her but there were pressing matters needed to be done to finish up this mess, so she turned to walk away but a hand caught her sleeve.
"Stay."
Elsa heard Anna's hoarse voice and turned. She smiled.
"Alright." Elsa responded instantly, moving all the thoughts of work that needed her attention at the back of her mind. She rounded the bed and removed her boots before slipping in under the covers, the moment she laid her head on the pillow Anna immediately snuggled on her.
"Sweet dreams." Elsa mumbled and kissed Anna's forehead, after that the feeling of exhaustion claimed her body. It would usually take much longer for her to feel tired unlike any average person due to her excessive training but this warmth on her side was lulling her to sleep, so she closed her eyes and had a dreamless sleep.
A pair of eyes fluttered open. The room was bathed in orange light coming from the fireplace. It was already evening. She sat up slowly and tried to figure out where she was. Her previously torn clothing was replaced with nightdress. She then spotted a folded military coat on the bedside table. All she could recall was she was talking to the person called Olaf then after that nothing.
She stood up and went by the window to figure out where she was in, but the view outside her window was poorly lit. She failed to hear the soft knocks on the door.
"Lady Giselle?" a feminine voice called.
Lady Giselle turned.
"Who are you?" Lady Giselle was wary of this woman in front of her.
"I am Wendy, M'lady. I was asked to attend to your needs until someone would be assigned to you as your maid." Wendy explained.
"Maid?" Lady Giselle asked. "Where am I? Where's my mother?!"
"Lady Narissa is currently resting in the room on the left next to yours-" before Wendy could even finish her sentence, Lady Giselle sprinted out of her room and burst into the room next to her.
"Mother?!" she exclaimed. Lady Giselle's eyes immediately drawn to the figure who had a bandage on her head and was currently sitting up as she was being assisted by one of the servants.
"My dearest daughter!" Lady Narissa exclaimed in surprise. Lady Giselle rushed to her mother and hugged her so tight.
"Mother!" tears fell from her eyes and snuggled on her mother's bosom. "I thought I lost you!"
"Me too!" her mother responded and cried. She caressed her daughter's hair.
Both of them cried their hearts out.
After some time, both had calmed down and Lady Giselle sat by her mother's side and she took this opportunity to ask her mother where they were.
"Miss Snow told me we're in Eldr Castle, isn't that right Miss Snow?"
"M'lady, just call me Snow. And yes, you were brought here by Her Majesty Queen Elsa. We were instructed to serve you well." Snow smiled after she explained in her adorable high pitch voice.
Lady Giselle looked at her mother. "Her Majesty?"
"Apparently, yes." Lady Narissa responded.
That was surprising. Lady Giselle thought so, because didn't expect the Queen to have any ounce of care towards them since they were technically an Eldr.
"Dinner will be served soon, would you like to have yours here as well, Lady Giselle?"
"Can I? I don't want to leave my mother."
"Of course, then I shall take my leave. Just pull that rope by the corner if you need me."
Once they were alone, both her and her mother hugged each other once more.
"I'm glad you're safe." Lady Narissa uttered.
"I am glad that you are safe too. Oh mother, I thought that was the end of us, those men attacked us with no mercy." a rush of bad memories of the fire in their home and in the forest came into her mind. She suddenly felt the forming lump on her throat. "I- All I ever wanted is to live a peaceful life with you mother. Why did I have to be one of them? The only thing this blood ever gave to me was grief and utter disgust upon myself." tears once again rolled down her cheeks at the thought of the people whom she grew up with and had cared for being slaughtered to death and burned.
"Shh. . . you are my child. A child of house Andalasia. Our family came from the noble bloodline of the most courageous warriors and was one of the families who helped the founding of this kingdom. You are not an Eldr, you are my child alone. That man's heritage doesn't matter and I love you for who you truly are."
Her mother's words brought a new batch of tears and she sobbed in her mother's arms.
"I want vengeance for what they did to our family. I want to take what they have taken from us." Lady Giselle said with determination.
"I advise against that, I don't want your hands to be tainted with their blood. It's not worth it." Lady Narissa said.
Lady Giselle stayed quiet.
Marshall just finished filling up the dungeons with traitors, he was tired and needed some rest. He was on his way to his assigned room in this cursed castle, only to see his older brother walking towards his direction. He nodded in acknowledgment and got past his brother only to stop on his tracks as Olaf held his wrist.
"Would you like to have some tea?" Olaf asked with a smile on his face.
"No, thank you." he responded.
"It's been a while since we had tea together. Chamomile tea would be good." Olaf said.
"I said no." Marshall tried to shake off Olaf's hand but his brother's grip only tightened.
"I'm afraid I insist." Olaf still had this smile, but not the same one he had just a few seconds ago. This smile was dangerous and Marshall knew he couldn't say no any longer.
"Fine." he replied then broke free from Olaf's grip.
Marshall was led into his own room, which meant whatever his brother was going to tell him must be important. Surprisingly there was already prepared tea for two.
"Sit." Olaf gestured towards the seat in front of him.
Marshall sat down across from his brother, the latter pouring the steaming tea in his cup and handed it to him.
"Thank you." He accepted the cup of tea but didn't lift the cup from its saucer and put it down on the table instead. "Tell me what you want to say."
"Oh am I truly that obvious?" Olaf chuckled. "I just want to know how you are doing now."
Marshall was eyeing the cup of tea then flickered his eyes towards his brother before responding. "I've been well." he answered nonchalantly. His brother was busy sipping his tea before speaking again.
"Good good. I was worried that something is stressing you or you're having difficulty facing reality."
Marshall puffed his chest out and raised one of his brow.
"What do you mean by that?" His tone was quite harsh.
"Nothing at all. I am your brother so I am just worried." Olaf then emptied the contents of his cup. "This is so calming. You should drink it more often to keep that temper of yours at bay. So you should drink it." Olaf propped his elbows on his knees and interlaced his fingers.
Once again Marshall was eyeing the cup of tea in front of him.
"What's keeping you from drinking?"
Marshall glared at his brother.
"Oh my, are you thinking that I put something in that drink?" Olaf asked in confusion then rose from his seat and stood by Marshall before taking the untouched cup and drank from it. "I am not sure what made you doubt my intentions. You're my brother and I am not a kinslayer. . . I hope you're not one too." Olaf said this with a sad tone in his voice.
Marshall rose from his seat with his face red in anger.
"What are you accusing me of? Kinslaying?! How dare you to arbitrarily accuse me of something so grave!" he was so indignant at the accusation.
"Her Grace had already wed Her Majesty, making her part of our kin. And you, purposely endangering her life is something not to be taken lightly."
Marshall's hands curled into fists. "I did no such thing!"
"Switching the elite guards with Eldr men with average skills? Do you even know the severity of your actions? Do you think Elsa will not punish you for this once she found out?"
Marshall had his head down. "Why don't you tell her then so she could punish me?" he gritted his teeth.
Olaf looked at him with sadness in his eyes. "You are my only brother, and I care and love you." he got past him only to stop for a moment to say these following words. "I am turning a blind eye this once, but please stop whatever you intend to do. If you made something like this again, I don't think I can protect you from it." Olaf left him all alone in his room.
Marshall lifted his head only to see his reflection on the full length mirror near the window on his left. He walked towards it and looked at his reflection, turned his face on his right and there it was, a faint white scar along his jawline.
Snow was falling from the sky just outside the window, for a child this would be considered as a magical moment. Kids playing outside then having hot sweet drinks by the fireplace as they listened to fairy tales and myths of the old. However it was not that case for them. . .
Loud crashing of furniture being thrown onto the walls, all the possible breakable things were in ruins such as vases, mirrors and bottles.
Marshall was only about fifteen by then and it had been always like this for years, him standing by this particular door and it broke his heart every single time. He closed his eyes as he heard loud guttural screams and continuous breaking of every single thing inside. They wanted to stop whatever it was but they couldn't and this time it got worse since they failed to check the room for bottles of wine or any drink that could render any person devoid of reason to listen.
There was a loud thump and then . . . silence.
Marshall felt relieved that it stopped. He opened the door only to see a shard of glass being held up by a bloodied hand towards that person's wrist. He was quick on his strides and tackled the person.
"GET OFF ME!" the person flailed their hands violently.
"Put that down-argh!" Marshall turned his face to the right as the shard caught his jaw. "I'm so sorry for this." he tried to wrestle the hand of the person and once he did he tapped the person's carotid and rendered them unconscious.
Marshall glared at his reflection. "They don't understand. I am not doing this for myself. She doesn't deserve to be by her side. No one knows how much she suffered, no one knows how much hatred she had within her."
"Thank you for stopping me from what I could've done."
"Please don't do that again. Please promise me Elsa." Marshall cried at Elsa's bedside as she recuperated from what happened.
There was silence.
"Elsa please. I promised to protect you, even if I have to protect you from yourself. I owe you my life, I will do anything for you. Just please don't do it again. You are the sister I never had. Y-Y-You mean so much to me. To us."
"I-I often asked myself why I survived, was it only to carry this guilt of surviving within me and the fiery hate that I feel whenever I gaze at the direction of our home?" Elsa said quietly.
"You have us with you until the end." Marshall declared.
Elsa looked at him. "Promise?"
"I promise."
There was a small smile on Elsa's lips. "Then I promise that I won't do that again."
"How could they understand how she feels? I was the only one who stood by her door for all those years. Can a person truly love you within a short span of time? How ridiculous. That woman is just using Elsa's feelings to her advantage." Marshall raised his fist and broke the mirror into tiny pieces. The shards pierced through his gloved hand and made him bleed. He could never trust anyone who came from that family who killed Elsa's own.
There was continuous hammering at the courtyard of Eldr castle, the other folks volunteered to continue the work of the workmen, who were currently resting, to finish the platform in time. The platform was expected to be finished in one or two days but with the additional help of the town's folk it expedited the construction.
Unknowingly there was someone observing them from one of the windows of the estate. The man was carrying a flute of champagne and then turned to his peer.
"The Duchy's citizens are eager to finish that thing."
"Of course since they love their Duchess." the man boasted and laughed, earning an unamused look from the man. "Ah come now Duke, I am just excited as they are."
"Obviously." the Duke took a long sip of his drink. "There were quite a lot of hideous creatures in the dungeon right now. Including low ranking nobles. This will be bloodier than the execution she did to those other nobles on the day of the victory."
The Count's expression changed. "True. I doubt there won't be any consequences after this."
"The Queen may be executing them legally but she would be seen as a cold blooded tyrant in the eyes of her enemies, who were lying in wait to pounce at the right moment." the Duke said with a grim expression on his face.
"That much is true. . .but what if she wouldn't be the one to order it?"
The Duke's brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"
"Since both of us wanted peace between two factions, let my grandniece order the execution of the traitors. After all, her life and her territory were threatened."
"Have you lost your marbles? Do you think the Queen's faction will be satisfied for making her look like a spineless ruler?'' The Duke didn't like the suggestion because it would only empower the Eldr faction and he shouldn't let them grow more powerful than him. He knew the Count was gradually increasing his influence over the Duchess, and he also knew that this person in front of him was not blind. The Count knew the ever growing affection of the Queen to his grandniece could be a potential threat to the Vinter faction. The Queen could succumb to love and do whatever the Duchess and her faction wanted.
The Duke's grip on his glass tightened. He was suddenly regretting his idea of getting them together.
"You mean you and your people?" the Count pointedly stated.
"Yes. Me and my people." the Duke didn't deny it.
There was a brief silence. Both of them could feel the building tension, then the Count spoke.
"Suit yourself. If you want to have the enemies of the Queen revel in her mistake that could potentially bring more disaster in her reign, so be it."
The Duke knew the Count had a point, an excellent one at that. He was trapped.
He took a deep breath and surrendered.
"Very well."
"Good. We can discuss this once Her Majesty is out of her room, since I was told she was resting with Her Grace." the Count took a sip on his champagne, concealing the satisfied smile he had from the Duke.
She stirred in her sleep, her eyes fluttered open and came face to face with her beloved Queen, while their noses were almost touching. Anna leaned back a little to admire her love. Elsa's hair was down, a rare sight since they met, and she looked so soft unlike the slicked back style that looked so stern. Anna lifted her hand and caressed the platinum tresses cascading on Elsa's shoulder, it was soft and smooth.
Her Queen had her soft inviting lips parted a little, Anna almost leaned in to have a taste of them but she didn't, lest she wake her up. Anna frowned a bit when she realized the platinum blond beauty was wearing that restricting waistcoat in her sleep. There's only one thing she could do, so she reached out for the waistcoat and carefully unbuttoned it.
"Getting bolder I see." Elsa's sleepy voice reached her ears.
Anna looked up at those glacial blue eyes that were staring back at her.
"I-It's not what you think!" Anna's face was flushed in embarrassment.
"It's not?" Elsa's puzzled expression surprised Anna.
"Yes!"
"I thought you're just making me feel comfortable. . ." Elsa faltered before a smirk formed on her lips. "Tell me what you thought I was thinking."
"It's nothing!" Anna pulled the covers up to her head and hid under it. Her face couldn't go any more redder than it already was. She grumbled why Elsa was so cheeky and always teased her into this sort of thing.
"Come now. Tell me. My sleep-addled mind didn't understand what you just said."
"I said nothing!" Anna expected Elsa to chuckle and teased her further but what Anna didn't expect was Elsa slipping under the covers as well and getting on top of her. Due to the lack of light under the covers, she could barely discern Elsa's features. Thankfully the covers slipped from Elsa's back, giving them enough lighting from the full moon outside the window.
Anna's heart started to skip a beat at Elsa's moonlit features, her hair turned silver in color, her skin was pale like the moon, and her eyes looked so lovely under the moonlight. She looked so ethereal.
She expected Elsa to tease her more but her beloved's expression became calm and serious, a far cry from that cheeky woman mere seconds ago. Anna gulped at the sight in front of her.
"Beautiful." Anna mumbled.
"Not as beautiful as you." Elsa replied and leaned in to kiss Anna's cheek. "You are the most wonderful woman I've ever met."
Anna was pleased.
"And you are too to me." Anna caressed Elsa's face. "Kiss me."
Her lover obliged on her request and their lips met, at first it was gentle and yet firm only to develop into a passionate and needy one. Anna loved every second of it.
Their lips danced so passionately that even the gods above could see the genuine affection they have for each other, their kiss was fuelled with their feelings and longing for each other and they both knew it.
"You are mhmmine." Anna declared.
Elsa smiled into their kiss. "Yours." Anna then felt her lover's lips on her pulse point. "And you're mine. Only mine." she bit her lower lip as Elsa started to mark her.
Anna's eyes dilated at Elsa's ministrations, soon she felt a hand on her side gently caressing her. In return she removed Elsa's waistcoat and it dropped somewhere by the bed.
"Are you sure about this?" Elsa whispered.
"Yes." Anna breathily answered.
"If you're sure then. . ." Elsa didn't finish her sentence, then Anna gasped at the hand on the swell of her right breast.
Anna's face was aflame at the sensation and at the thought she was letting someone touch her so intimately. However this person wasn't just someone, it was her wife.
Elsa started to fondle her ever so gently, making her moan in the process. She cupped Elsa's face using both of her hands and joined their lips once more. Moans filled the room and they increased in volume at every succession because of the hand on her chest that was giving her pleasure. Anna could feel her peaks hardening and each caress of Elsa's thumb sent jolts into her system. Soon Elsa got in between her legs and of course Anna welcomed her.
Anna nibbled Elsa's lips and slowly coaxed her to part her lips, and her entry was granted almost immediately. Their pink muscles met and twirled around each other, while both of Elsa's hands were occupied by Anna's breasts. Their moans were music in Anna's ears and they added to the heat pooling in her belly. She felt this before so many times with Elsa and they had gotten worse since then. Anna wanted to let go but every single time they were either interrupted or it was merely a dream.
Elsa pulled away panting. Anna thought it was over but then Elsa unbuttoned the three buttons of her nightdress, exposing a massive expanse of her skin.
"May I?" Elsa asked and Anna almost chuckled at the resemblance of her dream.
"You may." Anna answered, and with that Elsa descended on her. She felt her night dress being slid down from her shoulders, further exposing her pert breasts.
"Beautiful." Elsa said and peppered her chest with kisses. Anna blushed at the compliment.
Anna moaned at the brush of Elsa's tongue on one of her peaks, while the other was occupied by Elsa's hand. "Gods." Anna whispered, she gasped when Elsa took her in her mouth.
Elsa's tongue played with her hardened peak inside her mouth, while her hand kneaded and fondled the other.
"Oh darling." Anna moaned as she arched her back in pleasure. She could only place her hands at the back of Elsa's head and pulled her closer. Elsa's ministrations on her breasts made her nether region pulse in excitement.
Anna tried to press her legs together to relieve herself but with Elsa between her legs, it was impossible.
Elsa pulled away from her breast only to switch on the other, giving it the same attention like the other. And as if she felt Anna's need, she shifted and pressed her knee on Anna's needy center.
"Ah!" Anna gasped loudly. She placed her hands on Elsa's shoulders and gripped them. "Darling!" she moaned when Elsa gently nipped at her peak and was soothed after by her tongue.
Her beloved pulled away and looked into her eyes and Anna barely had the presence of mind to stare back as Elsa's knee moved in slow and short movements.
"Is this okay?" Elsa asked but she was answered with Anna pulling her into a passionate kiss. "Mmhmm." She took the kiss as a positive sign so continued her ministrations on Anna's center.
Anna propped her elbows on the bed to sit up slightly and get comfortable. She pulled away from the kiss and moaned uncontrollably the moment Elsa increased the pace of her movements. She wrapped her arms around Elsa's neck and held her tight, in return Elsa hoisted her up and let her ride on her clothed thigh.
She panted and moaned by Elsa's ear, unknowingly fueling Elsa's desire to make love to her and throw all her self-control out of the window. Anna had her eyes closed and her brows furrowed, feeling all the pleasurable sensation.
"Elsa I-ngh!" Anna's body convulsed and her world turned white while Elsa held her tight and she coaxed her slowly ride out her height of pleasure.
Anna felt boneless if it weren't from Elsa holding her she might've crashed on their bed with zero resistance. She leaned her head on Elsa's shoulder to gain any semblance of strength.
"Are you alright?" Elsa lovingly whispered in her ear with a gentle kiss.
"Give me. . . a minute." Anna panted. She couldn't believe what just happened.
Moments later she asked Elsa to put her down, and her sweet love fixed her nightdress properly albeit now it had creases all over. Anna watched Elsa move about and noticed the obvious arousal of her lover. Her eyes widened and her cheeks reddened at the thought of having to return the favor.
"Elsa you. . ." Anna reached out to her but her hand was intercepted in mid-air, Elsa entwined their fingers together. "I should return the favor." she frowned.
"It's alright, you don't have to." Elsa kissed the back of her hand and smiled before lying down on her side beside her and pulling the covers up to their waist.
"But you-"
"I am fine really." Elsa said and pressed a kiss on her lips, she had this loving smile Anna rarely sees. "In fact I am happy that you want me and had allowed me to be intimate with you. I thought my past actions completely ruined that."
"Oh darling, don't think about that again. I am yours in every sense of the word." Anna kissed her then again and again before smiling so brightly.
"And I am yours."
There was silence between them, a comfortable silence.
They gazed into each other's eyes lovingly.
"I love you." Elsa said.
"I love you too. . . so much." Anna responded and snuggled on Elsa, accidentally brushing her thigh on Elsa's need that prompted the former to suppress a moan but failed. "Oh gods! I'm sorry!" She put a distance between them.
"It's fine." Elsa's voice was tight and her face was flushed. "Come here."
Anna slowly made her way into Elsa's arms, carefully not to cause any more accidents.
"I was supposed to have a council meeting after a short rest but I guess it will be moved tomorrow since it's already late."
Anna looked at Elsa worriedly. "Was it my fault because I insisted for you to stay?"
"No, of course not. We just went to stop a rebellion, we need our proper rest, and besides I would rather spend more time with you than them."
"Really?"
"Really." Elsa kissed her forehead. "We'll settle everything in the morning."
"Alright. Good night darling." Anna pressed her lips against Elsa's as a good night kiss.
"Good night my love." Elsa smiled.
Yup! They just did that!
So how was it? I am not sure if I wrote that part properly, hehe. Anyway the power struggle is coming to the surface, conflicts ahead? Haha.
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