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@xiiifirelord
You stood in front of me and told me to trust people. When I was perfectly fine not trusting people.
“Even covered in snow the gardens are beautiful.”
“It’s so cold, but I need a breath of fresh air.”
“Come on, A bit of dancing will warm you right up.”
“I think there is a couple occupying the coat closet…”
“That’s the good thing about winter, the gardens are always quiet.”
“Even the roses are frozen.”
“Think of it this way, the champagne is always chilled.”
“Did they just forget to heat the dance hall, or were they expecting us to wear our coats all night?”
“Your hands are freezing!”
“I’d imagine even with layers, skirts are highly impractical in the snow.”
“Is this a Christmas party or…?”
“This is fun and all, but We’re going to be snowed in at this rate.”
“They are giving Sleigh rides in the garden.”
“They caught me making snow angels and now they think I’m drunk…”
“The dancefloor is crowded, let’s go for a walk.”
“Why are you out in the cold?”
“Really? Are you really going to throw snowballs?”
“Don’t you dare! These are my best clothes!”
“I’m not going out there. I dressed for fashion, not practicality.”
“Merry Christmas.”
“People are giving gifts? I didn’t know we were giving gifts!”
“I didn’t know when I would see you next, so here.”
“Dancing in the snow seems romantic in theory, but treacherous in practice.”
“Look at all the couples using the cold as an excuse to cuddle. It’s gross.”
“Everything is silver and glittering.”
“From out here the lights in the windows seem so warm and inviting.”
“So you’d rather be out here getting frostbite than inside dancing and enjoying yourself?”
“Why am I here? You know I hate these things.”
“Booze and ice, what a good combination.”
“I stood under that mistletoe for 30 minutes hoping for some Christmas romance before giving up.”
“Oh sure, when I stand under the mistletoe nothing, but in the last five minutes about ten couples walked through.”
“I twisted my ankle on the icy steps, so now I can’t even dance.”
“We could always slip away, and slide in close to get warm.”
“Maybe you should warm your hands before asking anything to dance…”
“Look, it’s mistletoe.”
“You kiss them under the mistletoe, but you just laughed in my face.”
“It’s not a really a party until someone is stark naked passed out in the snow.”
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“I asked the musicians to play a special song, would you do me the honor of giving me the first dance?”
“W-who me?” she asked in utter shock as she glanced around for a moment. Elsa wasn’t the most graceful of dancers despite the way she carried herself. Dancing was just not her forte. As the prince from the Southern Isles asked for the queen’s hand in a dance she glanced around unsure of whether to accept or not. Would it be safe to allow herself the one luxury of a dance? “Uh of course,” she said after clearing her throat.
Bowing deeply, Hans took hold of one of the queen’s gloved hands and lead her out onto the dance floor. Waving for the musicians to play he turned to the queen and smiled.
“You look radiant this evening, Your Majesty.”
HANS !
She closes her eyes for a minute to remember where that could be again, oh right if she recalled right that it wasn’t too far from Arendelle. A neighbor almost. Opening her eyes, rather quickly to avoid tripping up on Hans or anyone else.
❝ Thank you, you’re gorgeous- ❞ Feeling her face burn from the sudden comment, ❝ I mean, wait what ? I’m so sorry, I- ❞ Anna swallows hard as she felt embrassed. Did she really say that out loud ?
Chuckling Hans gave Anna’s hand a squeeze of reassurance. So she was awkward this one and spoke her mind without really thinking, nothing Hans couldn’t handle.
“Not as gorgeous as you, Your Highness, believe me, you are the jewel of Arendelle.”
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“Glad I caught you.”
Was it just her or was it getting really hot in here all the sudden? No it was just the fear. She remembered a castle servant coming by to her quarters one night expressing they had some news of Hans but Anna stubbornly said back, ‘never speak of him.’ The queen just assumed he’d gotten into more trouble or even found someone, whatever she assumed it was about she did not care for. Now she regretted brushing off such news.
“I am.” If it were anyone else, she would had already mentioned the engagement at the start of the conversation. She started each and every conversation like that nowadays, it annoyed many but she did not mind it. Anna had the power to talk about her engagement for hours upon hours. “Happily.” Adding in the extra detail, last thing she wanted was a ruined wedding because of prince—well now king— sideburns.
“So the rumors are true,” Hans said smirking, how absurd! A queen marrying a low born commoner. Maybe when she was a spare it had been alright for Anna to marry for love, but since her sister’s mysterious disappearance, Anna should be married for advantage.
“Do you really think it’s wise to marry below your station, Your Majesty?”
“I think we can all agree, I'm the ten amongst these threes.”
@xiiifirelord | starter call.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 open, and yet here she was, stood on the docks, welcoming the guests for her coronation in mere days time. Kai had assured her it would all be fine, Gerda had promised her a strict schedule with a precise ending when she could finally escape back to her rooms and be free from the curious gazes following her every step.
Forcing her tense shoulders down again, Elsa’s eyes scanned the dock for the next passenger she was to welcome to Arendelle, and quickly spotted him. Red hair, tall, a touch older than she was – the prince from the Southern Isles. She had studied the guest list several times and knew which of the thirteen had been sent. The youngest – how different his life must have been without the pressure of knowing he must one day rule.
“Welcome to Arendelle,” she said as soon as he was stood before her, dipping into a slight curtsey, and nodding her head at him. “I hope your journey was pleasant, Prince Hans.”
At the sight of her, Hans’ flames flared, before quickly being stamped out. The future queen of Arendelle was beautiful. A worthy woman to be on his arm, wait until his brothers saw her!
“Thank you, Your Grace,” Hans said bowing deeply to her, tomorrow she would be crowned queen of her kingdom, and soon he would be king alongside her.
“The journey was fine, but I am relieved to be here in your enchanting kingdom.”
“I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.” - Charles Bukowski
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“Come dance with me,” Hans whispered in his new bride’s ear, they’d been married only hours and he still can’t believe how easy it was, despite her sister’s objections. Anna had agreed to marry him anyway.
“It’ll take your mind off your sister, she’ll come around eventually.”
The girl looked down, forcing a smile before sharing a genuine one with Hans.
She blushed, giggling and taking her husband’s hand. “I would be honored!” The freckled princess rose, resting her hand on Hans’ shoulder and smiling up at him with her naive, sparkling eyes.
Her laughter was like bells to him, musical and charming. Little did the giggling girl realize what her marriage would do, the downfall of her own sister would soon be at hand, and then Anna would be queen and Hans her king.
Guiding her to the dance floor, Hans smiled back at his wife, he could have done worse than to marry Anna he supposed, waving to the musicians to play Hans bowed deeply.
“The honor is mine, Mrs. Westergård.”
All thought of her sister nearly pushed from her mind completely, Anna giggled again. She curtsied deeply and began their dance. Her bright blue eyes shined up at him, her heart dancing its own dance in her chest. Sure, she’d never actually had a boyfriend before, and sure she’d only just met Hans, but he was such a gentleman! Besides, it wasn’t like she had run off to some village somewhere and met a random person to marry. He was a prince. Surely she could trust other royalty.
“I’m so glad that your brothers were able to make it on such short notice!” She shook her head, shrugging. “Then again, I never thought my own sister would miss my wedding…” she looked down for another moment, then her head popped back up and she smiled brightly, “I suppose your closer with your brothers.”
He almost laughed at that, it just wasn't true, apart from Lars his brothers hated Hans. Instead he just smiled at his bride, and continued to dance with her.
"Don't let Elsa ruin today, today isn't about her anyway, it's about me and you."
Hans is musical, he can read and compose music, in fact he wrote lullabies for his children while his partner was pregnant.