Frozen: The Hero's Return

After the ceremony was over, it was time for the coronation party. A ball in honor of the new queen. The sound of trumpets ringing in Ben's ears, he craned his neck to see if he could spot the Queen. All of a sudden the dancing stopped as the chubby man, whom Ben thought might be the royal Butler, announced to the room.

"Queen Elsa of Arendelle!" he guested to his right as Queen Elsa walked silently to the foot of the throne. As the guests bowed down, Ben heard him announce again. "Princess Anna of Arendelle!" Ben saw her run in clumsily and wave awkwardly at the crowd. He waved back as he saw the Butler usher her forward towards her sister. Everyone greeted them courteously as the crowd once again moved to dance.

"Hi." Elsa greeted her. She looked at her with a hint of confusion in her eyes. She looked around to make sure her sister was addressing her.

"Hi me? Oh. Uh... hi." Anna greeted back nervously, her cheeks flushing slightly. Elsa, sensing her sister's discomfort, took the initiative.

"You look beautiful," she complimented Anna, her voice sincere. The compliment visibly lifted Anna's spirits.

"You look beautifuller... I mean not fuller, you don't look fuller. But, uh, more, more beautiful." Anna stuttered. Elsa giggled at that. Her sister may have changed on the outside, but inside, she was still the same old Anna.

"Thank you," Elsa replied, her gaze wandering around the bustling ballroom. "So this is what a party looks like," she mused aloud.

Anna nodded in agreement. "It's warmer than I thought," she commented, a hint of surprise in her voice. As she scanned the crowd, her nose caught a familiar scent.

"What is that amazing smell?" Elsa asked as both she and Anna sniffed into the air. "Chocolate." They said in unison with dreamy expressions. This made them both chuckle. Elsa was having the time of her life. She was crowned, she got to talk to her sister again and they were having a good time together, talking and laughing without a care. Maybe this night won't be so bad after all.

"Look. I wanted to apologize for what happened three years ago," Anna began, her voice filled with sincerity. "I didn't mean to...." She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I'm really sorry. If I only knew..." But before she could elaborate, Elsa interrupted her.

"Hey, it's okay," Elsa smiled warmly. "It was partly my fault as well. I shouldn't have yelled at you. There's no need to dwell on the past. I know you were just worried about me."

Anna's eyes widened in surprise. "So, does that mean we're cool?" she asked with a hopeful note in her voice.

"We are," Elsa confirmed, a genuine smile spreading across her face. With that, Anna pulled her sister into a tight hug.

"Oh, thank you, Elsa. Thank you," Anna said, her voice filled with gratitude.

Elsa returned the hug. "You're my sister, I can't be mad at you forever," she replied softly.

Anna pulled away, a contented smile on her face. "Come to think of it, I don't remember what happened next after our argument three years ago. What..." she started, her curiosity piqued. But before she could continue, the royal butler's voice cut through the air.

"Your majesty, the Duke of Weselton," the announcer proclaimed, his voice echoing through the grand ballroom.

"Weselton!" corrected the Duke in annoyance. "Duke of Weselton, your majesty. As your closest partner in trade, it seems only fitting that I offer you your first dance, as queen." Then the Duke did a funny flutter of his feet, a hitch-kick, and bowed. The two sisters giggled as he held out his hand while bowing his head down due to his hair dipping forward.