"Anna?" Elsa knocked on the door to Anna's rooms.

"Come in, it's open." Her voice was flat.

Anna was sitting on her divan, arms in, head down. The sleeves of her emerald dressing gown swallowed her arms, the rosemaling on the hem nearly reaching the ground. She looked up at Elsa and forced a smile. "Sorry for taking you away from…whatever."

Elsa took the chair from in front of the vanity and turned it to face her sister. "Anything for you, Anna. Any time." She gestured at Anna's outfit. "I'm not interrupting anything?"

"I was changing, and I went into my closet, and, well… You'll understand when I tell you the whole story."

Elsa listened intently and sympathetically as Anna told her about what happened. From surprising a nervous and awkward Kristoff in her outer room, to his strange behaviour in the bedroom, to finding a half-dressed Lissi in her closet, to waking up with a hangover. This time, there were no impressions or acting out; just a straight-ahead recounting, her voice rough and occasionally cracking from crying.

As Anna finished, she stopped staring into the distance and made eye contact with Elsa, her teal eyes reddened. "What did I do wrong, Elsa? What did I do?"

"Nothing. You did nothing wrong."

"Am I too bossy? On the battlefield I was all, 'Don't touch the horse, Kristoff,' 'Keep your voice down, Kristoff,' 'Hold the reins while I go talk to the troops, Kristoff.' I mean I had to be, right? But maybe that scared him off."

"You had to be a leader, Anna. If he couldn't understand that, then, I don't know."

"Am I too dumb?"

"No, Anna."

"Am I too smart?"

"No such thing."

"You think it's my hair? Lissi has that curly brown hair."

"Your hair is beautiful. Luminous."

"You think it's…" She cupped her breasts, pushing them up.

"I — It's — It couldn't possibly be that."

"Then what's wrong with me?"

"Wrong with you?"

"That makes people treat me like this."

"There's nothing about you that could make Han — Kristoff do that. Nothing makes people act like that. They just do."

"Then what is it? What did I do wrong? Why would he like her better?"

Elsa pulled her chair forward and took Anna's hands in her own. "You did nothing wrong, Anna. I'll say it as many times as you need to hear it; there's nothing wrong with you. You're perfect."

"I am not."

"You are. You are the world's best Anna, and that's a wonderful thing. You are perfect just the way you are. As to why he would like her better, I'm the wrong person to ask. I can't imagine liking anyone better than you. It's not possible."

"Sure," said Anna flatly, her head turned down and away.

"What is it? Anna?"

"Well, it's stupid."

"No it's not. I'm sure it's not."

"It is," said Anna, still looking away.

Elsa pulled her chair even closer, their knees touching, and stroked Anna's hair. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. I love you, Anna, and I'm here for you."

"It's just…since you came back. The way you and Ingrid look at each other, I can see you're a lot closer. Don't worry, it's not obvious. But I can tell. And I'm happy for you, really I am. It's what I wanted for you all along. To be happy. But…"

"Anna, are you jealous of Ingrid?"

"No, of course not. You and me, it's, well, it's great. I love you, and I feel really close to you. It feels so good to have you back. But there's that thing, which you know I was, well, I got used to…"

Elsa sat up, tilted her head. "Anna, what are you saying?"

"Well, Kristoff likes Lissi better, and you like Ingrid better. That way. And, you know, that's what I wanted all along, the you-and-her part. But now I kind of feel — It's stupid, forget it."

"Your feelings are not stupid, Anna. What is it?"

"I feel like nobody's gonna love me…that way. Ever."

"Anna? No! That's impossible. You know how I've felt about you."

"Yeah, how you felt."

"You are just as beautiful and sexy as ever. You know it."

"I know it. But I don't feel it. I need to feel it. I need to feel loved. And wanted." Her head dropped again, her shoulders sagged. In a small voice she said, "I told you it was stupid."

"Anna, it is not stupid, and you are not stupid. You're in pain, and it's making you doubt yourself. But you will always be my Anna, the sun that lights my day and warms my heart. I love you. I always will. What can I do to make you feel better?"

"Could you hold me?"

"Of course." Elsa moved from the chair to the divan and hugged Anna warmly, pressing her cheek against Anna's soft hair and stroking her back.

Anna murmured, "Could you kiss me?"

Elsa gave her a warm, sisterly kiss, then hugged her again.

"Could you…kiss me like you mean it?"

Elsa pulled back, her body stiffening. In a carefully controlled voice she said, "Anna. Do you know what you're asking?"

Anna turned away. "You're right. You're right. It's stupid and selfish and…and stupid."

"Anna!"

She continued to talk to the wall. "It's just, I always hung out with the girl servants, and they always said the best thing to do if a guy breaks your heart is to spend some time with another guy who thinks you're…you know. But I could never do that. After Hans and Kristoff, I don't think I could trust a guy again. And I'd have to be with someone I trust. Trust completely. And who do I know who I trust completely, and isn't a guy, and thinks I'm pretty?" She shrugged.

Elsa reached out to stroke her back. "I understand."

"And it wouldn't be fair to you. Teasing you like that."

"Oh, Anna." Elsa continued stroking.

"And I'd probably freak out and make you stop halfway through, which would be super-unfair."

Elsa said nothing, still soothing Anna with her touch.

"And you have Ingrid now. I just…I feel so…" Elsa could feel Anna spasm as she began sobbing again.

"Anna? Look at me." Elsa didn't know what she was going to do, until she looked into Anna's tear-filled eyes. She's my Anna. I owe her everything. Elsa nodded, then leaned in to kiss Anna, pressing her against the back of the divan.

Anna acquiesced, then squirmed away. "Elsa. We have to, I don't know, I mean that's what I was asking you to do, but…"

Elsa took Anna's hand in hers and stroked it. "It's all right, Anna. It's all right. I'll stop any time you want me to. I'll only go as far as you want. If you want to wait, or stop, it's all right."

"Are you sure?"

"It's just you and me, here, tonight. It doesn't have to go any farther than you want, now or ever. I'm here for you, Anna. I love you."

"But what about…?" Anna shrugged in the general direction of Elsa's rooms, where Ingrid was waiting.

"Anna, it's all right." She'll understand. She has to. "It's all right."

"But — "

Elsa put a finger to Anna's lips. "It's all right. It's just you and me. And I love you."

"And I love you too, really I do. But what if I get you all worked up, then I panic and make you stop?"

"I won't be sad for what I've lost. I'll be grateful for what I had."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Elsa leaned in and kissed Anna again. Softly, lingeringly, insistent. Her lips caressed Anna's, parting just a little, her patient tongue peeking out timidly to meet Anna's mouth.

"Thish ish sho weird," Anna said into Elsa's mouth.

Elsa pulled back, searching Anna's face for her reaction.

Anna smiled weakly, awkwardly, fondly. "But it's a good weird. Different. Interesting."

"You want to keep going?"

She nodded, and Elsa kissed her again. Elsa's tongue slid slowly between Anna's unresisting lips and explored her mouth. Anna tensed for an instant, then relaxed. After a moment, her tongue met Elsa's. She felt the vibration as Elsa moaned.

Elsa kissed her over and over, then pulled back. "How does that feel? All right?"

"Um, yeah. Nice. Soft. You're very soft. It's nice. Different."

Elsa looked at her, eyebrows raised hopefully. Anna nodded. "Remember. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Elsa kissed her again. This time, her exploration moved beyond Anna's mouth to her cheeks, her neck, the sensitive hollow behind Anna's ear. Anna hummed with pleasure, and Elsa's tongue delicately probed her ear. Anna made a small yelp of surprise. Elsa paused, but Anna didn't object or pull away, so she continued. Anna squirmed and murmured, "Wow, that's, uh, wow." Elsa paused again, and Anna said, "It's okay. It's just, wow, I didn't know I liked that." Elsa waited. "You can go ahead and do that some more."

Elsa did.

After making Anna wriggle a little longer, Elsa continued her exploration. She kissed Anna's neck, pushing her dressing gown off her shoulders. Anna undid her sash and shrugged off the gown, leaving herself naked to the waist. Elsa sat back as Anna held her hands over her own breasts. Then, with a bashful smile, Anna lowered her hands.

Elsa gave a breathy moan. "Oh, Anna, you're beautiful. You're lovely. You are…perfection."

"I am not." Anna fought the urge to cover herself up again. "You really think so?"

"I do." Elsa smiled serenely, lovingly, hungrily, at Anna's naked beauty. Her lips began to pout, eager to taste Anna's warm, freckled skin.

"Do you want to get, um…?" Anna gestured at her own nudity.

"If you like."

With a tight, uncertain smile, Anna nodded. Elsa stood and undressed. Anna's dressing gown fell away as she stood to help her. Elsa stood before her, one arm crossing below her breasts, the other just above her cleft, as if she were just about to cover herself. But only as if. "Do you… Is this all right?" asked Elsa.

"Wow," said Anna, half-whispering.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Are you kidding? You're frickin' gorgeous. You're like…" She gestured at Elsa's smooth curves and creamy skin, her effortless grace. "Look at you!"

Elsa looked down, then lifted her eyes to Anna's. She dropped her arms to her sides. "Would you like to…touch…? If you'd like to?"

Elsa arched her back slightly as Anna tentatively reached for her breast.

Before Anna could reach her she stepped back, her hands up, palms towards Elsa. "This is so weird. You're my sister. You're a woman. And I…this is so weird!"

Elsa smiled a wan smile, then reached for her clothes. "I understand."

"No, you don't. And you don't have to get dressed. It's just… It's like, have you ever been up late, trying to stay awake? And you start to drift off without noticing, then you catch yourself and wake up with a jolt? Then you do it again? It's like that." Elsa's head tilted as she listened. "We're doing stuff, and it feels nice, and I start to feel, you know, good, and then I go, 'Hey, that's Elsa!' And it's not bad, really, it's just…startling."

"Then let it drift. If you want. Let tonight be a dream. Nothing outside this room is real. You're not Princess Anna and I'm not Queen Elsa. You're you, and I'm me. And I love you. And magic can happen in dreams."

"Would it be okay if we got into bed and didn't do anything? Just be next to me, and hold me?"

"Of course." Elsa took Anna's hand and they went into her bedroom, slipping under the covers, cuddling skin to skin.

Anna closed her eyes. "Elsa?"

"Yes?"

"What made you start feeling that way about me?"

"I don't know what made me, but I can tell you when I first really knew."

"Okay."

"It was when… You're okay, Anna, right?"

"Right as rain."

"It was… It was that day on the fjord. That day."

"Oh." Anna took a deep breath, let it go. "Go ahead."

"You had… I don't know how much you remember. You had…"

"Go ahead. I'm okay."

"You had turned to ice. And it was the lowest point in my life. Ever. And I was holding on to you, and crying. You were so hard, and cold. And I had done that to you. I was so sorry." Elsa sniffled. "I am so sorry."

"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay, sweetie. I'm right here, see? I'm okay."

Elsa's voice grew stronger. "And then… And then you came to life in my arms. I could feel you growing warm, and soft, and alive. You were always the most alive person I've ever known. And I could feel it happen. I felt you come back. It had been years since I'd held anyone, and there you were in my arms, warm and soft, and it felt so good. I wanted to never let you go. It felt like…"

Anna was watching Elsa's face. "Like love?"

"Yes. And more. It felt like forgiveness."

"Elsa? I forgive you, of course I forgive you. I never ever blamed you in the first place."

"More. It felt like… It felt like the universe could forgive me. The fates, the gods, whatever made me this way. It felt like maybe everything could be okay again. That I could get at least some of my happiness back. That I could have hope. And love. And I was holding on to you, and I was overwhelmed with love. I loved you every way you could love a person. Every way."

"Including…?" Anna bumped her hip against Elsa's, smiling crookedly.

Elsa smiled back. "Yes, including…bump." On the word, she bumped Anna back.

"Elsa, I…I don't have the words. I love you so much, and I'm so glad you're here."

"I love you, Anna. More than words can say."

Anna lay back on the pillow. "Elsa?"

"Yes?"

"Do you still want to…?"

Quietly, Elsa said, "Yes. Very much."

"I mean, you're not just saying that because you're looking out for me and I'm still not quite over the whole Kristoff thing?"

"Oh, Anna." She sighed, smiling fondly. "You're very beautiful, and very sexy. I very much want to make love to you, and I'm not just saying that because you're my sister."

Anna barked a laugh. "Well, there's a sentence you don't hear everyday."

Elsa chuckled, then raised herself, looking down at Anna's face. "If you still want me to?"

Anna nodded. "I want you to."

She kissed her.