Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Perfect Dress

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Elsa laid in bed the next morning, quiet and content. The nightmare of Hans hasn't disturbed her since that night but she felt somewhat guilty that she hasn't told Hans about the nightmare. She groaned frustratedly and turned over onto her stomach with her face in the soft pillows underneath her. The guilt was becoming overwhelming and she needed to some how block those thoughts.

She sprung out of bed and over to the tall wardrobe across the bedroom. She looked around through the closet, trying to find the perfect dress for her to wear with Hans on their date.

"Brielle?" Elsa called out for the servant who normally stood near her door.

"Yes, my lady?" She popped her head in and smiled at Elsa.

"Could you please have Princess Anna come to my room?" She asked politely and smiled softly at her.

"Yes, of course, my lady."

"Thank you so much." She smiled and she looked briefly at the dresses then at her where her shoes were.

"I was told you needed me?" Anna poked her head in Elsa's bedroom, smiling at her sister.

"I need help picking out a dress for today. Hans is taking me out to lunch at a restaurant he thought I'd like. I need the perfect dress. Should I dress elegant or just sort of cute and comfortable?"

"I think that you should dress cute but Hans would love the dress you pick either way." She smiled and looked into Elsa's wardrobe. "I like that blue one though. Blue compliments you." She pointed to a dress that was a baby blue color with a black bodice and a pale blue shirt would go underneath. "Then wear your black flats."

"That'd be perfect! Thank you." Elsa smiled, pulling out the dress and held it up against herself and looked down. "How should I do my hair?"

"I think you look beautiful with your braid that you do. It's so different." She said. "A good different." She stumbled with words, trying not to offend Elsa.

"Thank you." Elsa said. She threw the dress over her arm and hugged Anna, her belly getting in the way a little. "Your belly is so..." Elsa said and scratched her head, unsure of what to say.

"Huge? I know it is." Anna smiled, laying her hands across her belly feeling the baby kick. "The baby is so active."

"That's a good thing." Elsa smiled and picked up her black flats. "I'm so nervous... I've never really been taken on a date or what to expect really."

"Well he better treat you well and he better have the common courtesies of a gentlemen."

"Knowing Hans I'm sure he will." Elsa smiled. "You're so protective." She teased. No matter how many times she would say that and no matter how many times she would tease her Elsa would still appreciate the love and protectiveness she received from Anna.

"You deserve the best. You shouldn't settle on anyone who doesn't appreciate you." Anna said and smiled at Elsa. "But I know that Hans appreciates you, he's practically head over heels for you."

"Thanks, Anna." She said and walked over to the changing screen. "I'm going to get dressed then I have to meet Hans at the front of the castle later. I still have to write up a few more of those invitations, could you help me?"

"Of course." She smiled and went to leave the room. "Kristoff and I won't be here much of today though. We're making a visit to see the trolls."

"Tell Pabbie I said hello for me." Elsa said from behind the changing screen she had and began slipping off her current dress.

"Will do." Anna said and went out the door, making her way out of the room to find Kristoff and Hans.

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