I Love You - an Elsanna Ficlet for Elsanna Week

There are so many ways to say I love you and they say them all.

They say the words directly in the warmest whispers. They say them as clearly as proclamations to the people. They say them airily, urgently, with fervor, without shame. Over and over and over.

And in more than words do they say I love you. They say it in the way they move – in the way Anna nestles her head so casually into Elsa’s shoulder as they walk along the kingdom’s streets, in the way Elsa clasps Anna’s hand always, as if she never wants to let go again, sometimes pulling her sister closer to press against her.

By the simple speaking of each other’s names, they can express their love. The wisp of whimsy that is Elsa’s utterance of “Anna” sugars Anna’s spirit. Anna’s tender murmuring of “Elsa” drizzles like hot melted chocolate onto ice cream into Elsa’s heart. And when they do not address each other delicately, their love takes other forms, takes fire, but is still there – when Anna shrieks Elsa’s name with laughter after a snowball sails past her head, when Elsa calls Anna’s name in desperate concern upon awakening from a nightmare, when, in a shrill squeal of purest ecstasy, Elsa’s name issues from Anna’s lips as she writhes with pleasure in the queen’s bed…

Sometimes, the pronouncements of their love are grand. The anniversary of Elsa’s reign had not so much spectacle and pageantry as her sister’s birthday party. She slaved for weeks to make it perfect, and when it seemed as though it had fallen all to pieces, all Elsa needed as balm for her soul was to see Anna smiling, joyous nonetheless. On certain nights, on whims, Elsa sends her magic heavenwards like fireworks of white. Anna cheerily applauds.

But big or small, awe-inspiring or simply earnest and kind, one thing that is clear, that weaves these acts together as if by a thread of ruby-red, is unbelievable and empowering love. Love, love, love, love…

I love you, Elsa.

I love you, Anna.

