A Twist Of Fate

Chapter 21

"Two weeks. Two. Weeks!" Elsa skittered down the hallway, nearly avoiding servants that were cleaning about the castle. "Your Majesty, slow down!" Gerda called after the Queen, only getting a yelp and giggle from her. Gerda sighed and smiled, shaking her head. It was nice to see the Queen acting like her age; it was always so rare to see.

"Anna!" Elsa knocked at her sisters door. "You choose today to be lazy?!" Elsa huffed and knocked again. "Shh! It's the Princess and her fiancé's lazy day!" Anna called from inside her room. "Annaaa!" Elsa whined and huffed again. "Love you!" Anna giggled before going back to cuddling with Kristoff. "Yeah, yeah, love you too." Elsa grinned and shook her head, before skittering away again.

"Cake?"

"In the making, Your Majesty!"

"Invitations?"

"Sent out last week, Miss!"

"Chapel?"

"We have people helping out in decorating it, Elsa! Calm down!" Gerda called again, laughing. Elsa sighed and smiled. "I know, but- it's got to be perfect! It's my sisters wedding, after all." Elsa had a dreamy look on her face. "Your Majesty... Maybe it's time for you to plan your own wedding..?" Gerda smiled and patted Elsa's hand. The elder woman had practically raised the Queen and the Princess before and after their parents death; of course she only wanted the best for Her Majesty. "Oh, well, I mean.." Elsa frowned slightly a bit her lip. "... I... Plan on having a rather long engagement." Elsa clasped her hands together as she made the excuse. "I just want to see you happy with someone, my dear." Gerda took Elsa's hand and squeezed it. Elsa smiled softly and hugged the woman gently. "I know.. Soon, Gerda. I promise." The Queen assured, squeezing her hand in return before heading off again.

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Hans tossed and turned in bed, unaware of the time or what was happening outside his door. He barely got any sleep last night, thanks to Rolf's threat from three weeks ago. Yep, three, and it was still affecting him. Hans groaned and sat up, totally giving up on trying to get more sleep. He decided to be lazy as well, today, and exited his room with only loose navy pants, a plain white shirt, and unbrushed auburn hair. It felt like forever sense he actually talked to many people, let alone Elsa. With a small sigh, feeling just as lonely as he was back at home, Hans opened the door and exited.

Only to collide right into the Queen.

Oh, fate really had a way with these two.

"Oh!!" Elsa stumbled back and fell to the floor, pulling him with her, sense she had tried to hold onto him for balance. "Y-Your Highness!" They both stammered at the same time. Hans was as red as his hair, unable to get off the Queen; he seemed to be too mortified. Elsa looked at Hans with beautiful, wide blue eyes and slightly parted pink lips. Her hair had slightly come out of its braid, and it was messily sprawled out around her head. "I-I am so.. So sorry," Hans gulped and quickly moved off the Queen once he got his wits together. "It's alright.." Elsa sat up and brushed away invisible dust. "Here, let me help you up," Hans loomed over her, offering his hand. Elsa looked at him wirily, hesitantly putting her small hand in his. He held it firmly, protectively, and pulled her up. "Again, Your Majesty, I am quite sorry-"

"No no, don't apologize, I wasn't looking where I was going," Elsa squeezed his hand in assurance before quickly letting go.

"So.."

"So..."

"You've been rather busy, I take it?" Hans straitened his shirt and tried to calm his blush. Elsa blanched and averted his gaze. "... Indeed..." She wrung her hands together and looked down. "Your Majesty, if I may- you look rather distressed." Hans pointed out, watching her every movement. "Oh, well, you know, wedding planning plus normal queenly work is, is rather a lot to take care of." Elsa stammered and still avoided his eyes, chewing on her bottom lip and tucking hair behind her ear. "Well, then..." Hans took a deep breath. "I was out with Sitron yesterday and I found this... Place, in the gardens. Would you... Want to go explore it with me..?" Hans wasn't helping himself at all with the whole trying to hide his blush thing. "I... Hans, I don't know.." Elsa pondered over the idea and bit her thumb nail.

Just one time... I feel terrible as it is, ignoring him... I can protect myself even if he tries anything, anyway.

".....I would love to."