The War Between Queens [COMPLETED]

You Can Marry a Man You Just Met

~Elsa~

Jack lead me out of the room and slammed a pair of double doors shut before stopping in the middle of a narrow hallway. "I'm sorry, this is all happening so fast and after Pitch I didn't know how to tell you," His words came out in a rush. Pitch? My nose wrinkled at the name. "Wait wait, slow down Jack. What do you mean, you met Pitch?"

"He told me everything. About you, and Mother Nature," Jack's face was pained with sympathy, "I know all about the war between queens, and then some. We can stop her, I have a plan..but...there's something else..."

"Yes?"

His hands reached out and traced my cheeks, his voice softening. "We're married, Elsa."

I froze. My eyes widened at the news, and as I put my hands over his the two identical rings clinked together. "..Marriage?" I wondered if my ears had deceived me. It was too good to be true. I was married to an beautiful, charismatic, striking immortal and spend forever with him.

His face moved up and down stiffly. I felt a small, pleasant smile skim my lips. "Oh my god, this is amazing! One hundred and ninety-four years alone and all this time I had a husband–" I stiffened, and gasped. "I'm sorry! Oh god I'm sorry!"

"What? Why?" His eyes narrowed.

"Because..I might've danced with Michael Jackson once...and also had a crush on that guy Chris Pine from Star Trek..." I shielded my eyes with a trembling hand as I thought of my two terrible sins. For the longest time I had thought they were nothing, but now? I had done both of them, and was married at the same time. I have a husband! It seemed like a crime. Thank god I said no when that guy Kuzco asked me out. Was Jack technically not, 'my first'? Did any of it bother him?

Jack looked at me, froze in puzzlement before he burst out laughing. "Wait, can we get that on camera?"

"Jack, I'm serious!"

"I know! And it's adorable," He wiped at his eyes with the sleeves of his hoodie. "Elsa, that's nothing you need to worry about–"

"But–"

"There is nothing to be ashamed of," He beamed at me, "I met Zoe Saldana once and iced Kat Dennings' Starbucks cup, I mean if we're counting that kinds of stuff. But I never felt anything for either one of them like I do you,"

I remained quiet, crimson all the way to the tips of my ears. The only reassurance that fled through me was how much of an idiot I was. "I feel nothing for any of them–it's more guilt. And you have to introduce me to Kat Dennings, she's going to be one of our bridesmaids at our wedding."

"Fair, Mrs. Frost." Jack smiled at my last word.

"That's Mrs. Dawson to you. Rose Dawson."

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A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for not posting like I should, my birthday came up and I've been sick lately x.x also me and my cat have learned what club soda is and its explosive properties. So hang in there, and be awesome!!