Heated Ice (Helsa)

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Dinner (Part One)

"Ha," Elsa giggled and was playing with Sebastian, Desmond's son. He was sitting in her lap and Elsa was tickling him crazily but making sure he didn't fall off of her lap. Most of Hans' family was conversing among each other and Elsa felt a pair of hands lay on her shoulders. She stopped quickly and looked up and saw Hans standing behind her smiling down at her playing with Sebastian.

"Hi," He smiled and walked around the front of her. He picked his nephew up and tickled his belly briefly before setting him down. "Hi, Sebastian." He smiled and ruffled his hair around the top of his little head.

"Uncle Hans!" He yelled and wrapped his arms around Hans' legs and squeezed him hard. "Me missed you!" He yelled.

"Bash, it's I missed you." Hans corrected him and knelt down on one knee to Sebastian's level. "Make sure you talk correctly, little guy, or grandma Susan will have a fit about it." Hans said and gave Sebastian a small smile.

"Daddy!" Sebastian yelled and saw Desmond walking over to them. He ran away from Hans and held his arms out for Desmond to pick him up.

"That's your brother?" Elsa asked Hans.

"Yeah, why?" Hans asked and watched as Desmond came over to them, carrying Sebastian in his arms.

"I ran into him on my way to my room... The night I was crying about your kiss with Laila." She whispered and he nodded slowly.

"Ah, what a great way for you two to meet." Hans said and Desmond arrived to where they were in the large dining hall. "Desmond, this is-"

"Queen Elsa," Desmond smiled and nodded. He held out his hand for hers and kissed her hand lightly. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you." He smiled and Elsa nodded and smiled up at him.

"Thank you, it's nice to meet you too. Your son is so sweet and very ticklish." She said and poked Sebastian's stomach lightly, making him giggle and squirm in his father's arms. "Does everyone call him 'Bash'?" She asked and looked up at Desmond.

"Not everyone, but he doesn't mind it." He smiled and looked down at Sebastian. "Right, buddy?"

"Mhm." Sebastian, Bash, smiled and cuddled against his father's chest.

"Hey, I thought this was a 'Welcoming the family' dinner party. Not everyone cluster into groups!" Alan said and walked over to them. Elsa noticed that Sebastian immediately became quiet and hid himself away from Alan when he came over to them. Even Sebastian knew to stay away from Alan. Everyone became quiet and awkward with Alan standing near them.

"Well," Hans started and looked down at Elsa. "I think we should start dinner, if you're ready."

"Yes," She nodded and stood up from the chair. "I think so too, but could I talk to you alone for a second?" She asked him and he nodded. They walked away from Desmond and Alan and headed towards the doors. "When are we telling everyone?"

"I'll handle it," Hans smiled, Elsa nodded and they walked back over to the table.

"Good evening, everyone!" Elsa said and smiled, clapping her hands lightly. Everyone in the room looked over to her and stopped chatting among themselves. "I would appreciate it if everyone took a seat now so we can start our dinner." She smiled and sat down at the head of the table, Hans sitting to her right and Anna to her left. Everyone began taking their seats and Elsa stared directly down the table to see Henry, Hans' father, take a seat at the end with Susan, his wife, sitting to his right and Alan to his left. Lucky for Elsa, Laila decided to sit down beside Alan, all the way across the table. Elsa still wasn't sure how Laila was about her calling her a snobby bitch. "Thank you all for coming. It's a pleasure to meet you and I apologize for not having this dinner the night you had arrived but I'm happy that I'm getting to meet you all. This may sound silly but I'd like to go around the table and everyone please say your name so Anna, Kristoff and I can know everyone's name." Elsa said and her cheeks flushed while a few people at the other end of the table snickered. Elsa blushed a deep red and looked down at her hands, becoming self conscious and felt like she was being made fun of.