Chess Piece

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“You look absolutely beautiful, My Queen.”

She might not one hundred percent looking forward for this day, but she couldn’t deny the fact that she loved her wedding dress.

It was all white, made from Arendelle’s finest silk and sewn by Arendelle’s finest tailor; off the shoulders with a single blue diamond in the middle. The bodice was also pure white, fitted perfectly around her slender figure. The skirt puffed out and came out in layers. Her veil was transparent white and reached the floor. Her hair pinned up into another regal bun with her golden crown nested on top of her head. The final touching was a pair of pearl necklaces with different length.

The Queen’s handmaidens, the ones that had been helping her getting into her dress, all stepped back to look at the Queen’s beauty fully, all smiling in satisfaction on their work. After giving the final touches, they all excused themselves to give the Queen some time to herself before she would walk down the aisle.

She looked at her reflection on the tall mirror in front of her, but she didn’t see a confident and strong-willed young woman she thought she has grown up into. All she could see was a young woman, a young Queen; that would be marrying someone in order to secure the partnership between their kingdoms. She saw someone who couldn’t choose her own faith and getting along with what her parents has arranged for her instead.

She looked down and sighed. Soon, when she was married, people will start demanding an heir to the throne… she knew there would be time for her to conceive the child of Prince Hans, but could she? She never thought of getting pregnant and has a family before, but she knew Prince Hans would want an heir to the throne, everybody does.

“Wow Elsa you look… beautiful.”

She turned her attention to the doorway only to find her sister standing there. She was wearing a similar green-and-yellow dress like her coronation’s one, but with a few additions to match the theme of the wedding.

All Elsa could manage was a faint smile to her sister and a quiet ‘thank you’ before turning back to look at the mirror, making sure not even a single thread was out from its place.

“You know, whoever this ‘Prince Hans’ would be, he must be the luckiest man on earth to marry you.” Anna said as she admired her sister’s reflection on the mirror.

If only you knew that I don’t want to marry a man I know nothing about… Elsa mentally sighed, but as she had put her mask for quite some time now, she managed yet another small smile to her sister. “You flatter me.”

Anna grinned, she really wanted to hug her sister, telling her to have the greatest luck, but she knew Elsa liked her personal space and not to be touched, so she held herself back. “Well, I think I should go… checking things up before the wedding.” She turned and walked a little too fast out from the bed chamber, she enjoyed being with her sister, but the awkwardness between them was uncomfortable.

After the door slammed shut, Elsa let out the breath she had been unconsciously held. She missed her sister so much, but she didn’t want to risk hurting the only living family member she had, not anymore.

Besides, soon she would have to deal with having a man shoved into her life…

~O~

The sound of the chapel’s bell echoed through the town of Arendelle as the great wedding was ready to take place.

The town’s people all gathered outside the royal chapel, wishing to see a glimpse of the bride and groom, all cheering to see their new Queen to get married while the royalties, dignitaries, and other VIP guests situated inside the chapel.

But all the cheering and happiness from the people couldn’t affect the Queen herself. Her hands were shaking as she stood waiting for her cue, desperately holding the bouquet of flowers in front of her. The train of her veil pooled around her on the floor, made by the finest silk from Arendelle.

“My Queen,”

She turned her head, noticing one of her handmaidens, a young brunette girl just under twenty years old, standing by the doorway, looking down respectfully as she was not allowed to directly look at the Queen’s face except when had been told to.

“Yes?”

“The song is almost ended.”

Raising an eyebrow, Elsa finally noticed that the song has indeed has neared the end. It was almost the time. She was finally going to see her future husband with no idea how he looked like.

Taking a shaky deep breath, she made her way to the start of the aisle. As she turned the corner every eye turned to her, some looking at her in awe and even with dreamy eyes, it made chills ran down her spine.

Then as she walked on the aisle in a graceful, steady pace, she saw him. He was standing there at the end of the aisle, standing straight in dark burgundy suit over his white shirt, and even at this range, she could see his emerald green eyes watching over her every movement and it made her uncomfortable.

She noticed her sister at the front row with the look of excitement she couldn’t contain as she tried to keep herself sitting on her seat. Her smile was wide from ear-to-ear, face all radiant with the freckles sprayed on her cheeks and crossing her nose.

Maybe her sister would be a more pleasant bride than her… but she quickly dismissed the thought. Her sister didn’t need to hold the weights that were supposed to be hers. Anna was such a naïve sweet girl, she wasn’t ready to get married, let alone taking her place on the throne.

As she reached the end of the aisle, Prince Hans has held his hand out for her to take in the most modest way, which she did gracefully. Standing face-to-face with each other for the first time, both hands intertwined in between them.

The Prince took a deep breath and reached up, with both hands, to her face. He moved the veil concealing her face up, seeing the true face of the Queen of Arendelle, and made a little gasp as the corners of his lips curled up into a small smile.

At least he found her… desirable.

The priest began his long speech upon marriage and love as the bride and groom could only stared at each other, studying each other’s faces they surely going to see regularly from now on.

After the priest was done with his speech, he turned to the pair and made each of them said their marriage vows. They shared a piece of common though… nothing all cheesy and overly-dramatic when you married someone you never knew before.

Satisfied that the two said their ‘I do’ almost perfectly, he smiled and closed her leather bonded book. “Queen Elsa of Arendelle, Prince Hans of the Southern Isles, by God as my witness I hereby pronounce you as husband and wife.” He turned to the Prince and nodded. “You may now kiss the bride.”

The Prince looked at his new wife, asking for permission it seemed. Elsa nodded her head a little so only he could see her, eyes still locked with those emerald green ones. The auburn haired Prince leaned down carefully and cupped the Queen’s face with one hand, bringing her lips to his.

Their first kiss was short and almost felt like just something for formalities, just a symbol and nothing else. His lips felt warm against her ice cold ones, but she liked the taste of it. She rarely felt any warmth, so even if the kiss was only something that should be done, Elsa ashamedly admitted that she like the kiss.

As the two pulled away, Elsa couldn’t help but let her eyes wandered up to see his face, and he caught her studying his facial structure with those entrapping green orbs. She wanted to turn away out of shame, but he took her chin in between his forefinger and his thumb, keeping her eyes directed to his own.

And on that moment as they looked their gazes, Elsa knew her life would not be the same ever again.

Please forgive me for the picture reference... I just like the dress and think it fits her though it was Anna's.