Anna could hardly believe the adventures they had had over the past few days were real. Magic, trolls, conniving jerky Princes, adorable snowmen… but most of all her sister. She had her sister back. That was all that really mattered. Everything was right now that Elsa's hand was safely in hers. Well… everything except the fact that Anna was an awful ice skater, and Elsa's frosty grip was the only thing keeping her upright at the moment.

"Anna!" Elsa giggled. Oh that laugh. I missed it so much. "I promise it's easier than you're making it."

Anna shot her sister a sarcastic glare, "Easy for you to say. Ice doesn't come as easy to the completely ordinary." She found herself staring into the glittering facets of Elsa's sapphire eyes. Mmm it is impossible to glare at that face… it's like she was sculpted by Baldr himself just for me… Wait, what? Where did that come from? Eyes scrunched up, her tongue shot out of her mouth just in time to interrupt the beginnings of a hurt look from Elsa. I have to be careful with her. She's still so fragile.

Using Elsa's hand to propel herself, Anna spun around and grinned fiercely. "It is so good to have you back!" She threw her arms around the older girl and nearly knocked them both to the ice. Wow, she smells fantastic… just like an ice cream pine tree… is that even a thing? She had no idea if that was a thing, but she loved it all the same and her head was pleasantly clouded with the scent. Elsa's arms felt so warm and right around her, Anna couldn't imagine being separated from her ever again.

A few feet away, Kristoff and Sven slid by, hoof-in-hand and laughing at the two girls. "Get a room, you two!" Kristoff hollered. The reindeer's tongue lolled from his mouth and bounced ridiculously as he nodded in agreement.

Elsa's eyes widened, and Anna was grinning at the thought before she realized they were still surrounded by villagers. That is hardly an appropriate subject to be discussing in front of our… well… subjects! Our subjects? Elsa's subjects? How does that work anyway? Anna tried distracting herself from the pounding of her heart and the way her mind wandered through various scenarios of finally being alone with Elsa, but it was no use. I bet her hair would feel so silky smooth wrapped around my fingers… and her mouth is so kissable- Wow get it together, Anna! All she could hope to do was mask it until they could have some privacy.

She winked at her sister and turned back to the delivery boy, "We already have our own rooms, but we thank you for the suggestion! You don't see me demanding that you two get a stable, do you?"

Everyone laughed at that, and Elsa threw her a grateful look for the distraction. Kristoff probably laughed the hardest. He may be a weirdo who was in love with a reindeer, but that certainly didn't affect his ability to be a friend. If it weren't for him, she may never have gotten Elsa back at all.

Completely oblivious to the humor that was, both literally and figuratively, flying over his head, Olaf hadn't skipped a beat while following a group of kids around the ice, determined to teach them how to skate. "Glide and pivot. Glide and pivot! There you go!" Those kids probably don't even know what 'pivot' means, but boy they are having fun!

Anna couldn't remember the last time she had felt this warm, this alive. Before Coronation Day, she had been trapped in that monotonous life, just watching her life tick by, and there had been practically no transition from that to the outrageous adventures up on the North Mountain. For the first time in forever, everything was in its place and everyone had their someone.

Ah… my someone. She again found herself swimming in Elsa's deep blue eyes. She swore she could feel the timidity, the remnants of that deep-seated fear, the apprehension that this wasn't going to last, and something deeper… Her powers still scare her. Elsa. Sister. You're okay now. We're okay now. Just as sure as she was that she was seeing into Elsa, Anna knew that Elsa could see right back. Good. Look at me, sis. I am all yours, inside and out. Anna wasn't really sure what she meant by that, but it didn't matter. What did matter was the young woman in front of her.

Without thinking, she pulled the mitten from her hand and lifted it to Elsa's cheek. It was ice cold. "It's real. You're safe. You're always safe with me." She could feel the older girl's cheek warming just as she could see them flush with love. A little circle of ice around their feet melted and they were again standing on grass. Neither girl noticed. Elsa's hand twitched as if she wanted to reach for her sister, but was unsure. Anna smiled when Elsa nuzzled her cheek into Anna's palm. "I love you, Elsa."

Those beautiful blue eyes fluttered open, and a smile born of love lit Elsa's face. "I love you too, Anna," she said quietly, as if her breath had been stolen.

Kristoff threw his arm around Sven's neck and rolled his eyes, "C'mon, buddy. Let's go find you some carrots and see about fine-tuning our new sled." Sven's legs moved too fast for his body at the mention of carrots, and he slipped right onto his face, promptly sliding away from Kristoff.

Olaf came scuttling across the ice to the reindeer's aid. "Sven, no! It's glide and pivot! Not slide and scramble! Here, let me show you…"

"Anna, can we… go home now?" Elsa looked so radiant basking in the twilight that so complemented her icy gown. Wow… how could anyone say no to her?

Anna grabbed her sister's hand once more, Is her hand warmer than before? and started skipping gleefully towards the castle gates. "As you wish, my Queen! Us royal folks have many important matters to discuss!" Her silliness had its intended effect, and Elsa was laughing at her while running to keep up.

"Oh, Anna, you are too much!"

"You don't know the half of it yet!" Wait, what? What did I even mean by that?

Thankfully, Elsa seemed to have filled in the blanks on her own. The look she gave Anna smoldered enough to melt the fjords in winter, Elsa's magic or no. Anna could feel a tingling warmth rush through her body, from her toes to her tummy, and it certainly wasn't the chocolate Gerda had brought them. She knew her face had to be a bright crimson, but it wasn't a big deal since it was clear that her sister was having a very similar reaction.

After a few moments of their daydreaming duet, they came back to the present and giggled together before stepping across the drawbridge into their castle. Hand-in-hand, they were finally home.