"Kristoff are you awake?" Anna whispered in my ear, her hair tickling my face. If I said I was startled by this I would be lying, because I had fully expected this to happen. Before bed, Anna had dragged me out to the casttle gardens to go stargazing. Those stars up in the sky were twinkling and shining, so much so that I knew she wasn't going to go to sleep tonight. Honestly, was having trouble getting to sleep. She somehow managed to get right in my head, and even I loved it, I needed a little bit of time to snooze.
"Maybe. Why?" I moaned, rolling on my back. The blankets that I had tucked in had come loose, and my feet were getting cold.
"The sky's awake, so I'm awake, so we have to do something!" She said, then jumped on me. It was cute, in a way, until she slid off and accidentally hit me with her foot in the face. Not to mention I was separated from my blankets completely. This was ridiculous. I got ...view middle of the document...
So instead of a nice breakfast in the morning, we got lectured on how important it is for a queen to get her sleep, and had cold oatmeal.
"Okay." She drew the word out, and sat up. "How about going down to the ballroom and dancing? I'm game for just about anything." I had just lit the fire, the orange light casting shadows on the wall. Once I was done, I stood up and went to work on getting my sheets back.
"I don't know about you, but I have imediate plans to go back to sleep. You can join me if you want, but that's all I have plans to do right now." I looked at her, and caught her gaze. She stared back, unblinking, occasionally dropping her gaze down towards my feet.
"Kristoff..." She started, but I couldn't hear the rest of the statment.
"Can you repeat that? I don't speak murmur."
"Kristoff, you're in your underwear." Go figure. Let's invite the princess of Arendelle, who just so happens to be a little crazy, to bed. Of course, you can't wear your normmal pajamas because with those and the blankets you get too warm. But one night in each other's company wouldn't be a bad thing. After all, Elsa had lectured us already about the roles that a princess and her consort must do, and rules we have to follow. She said nothing about sharing the same sleeping accomodation.
"Your point?" I challenged, and Anna shrugged. She shouldn't be able to talk, with hair like that. At one point in the night her braids must have come undone, or the trolls broke in and styled her hair. I pulled the blankets flat against the mattress, before climbing in. Once I was settled, Anna snuggled into me, her hands on my chest.
"Imagine if Elsa caught us. You'd be toast. I'd be okay, because I'm her little sister and she has to deal with me."
"So I'd be the one in trouble for sleeping in my bed in my underwear." She nodded, and cuddled even closer. My arms were wrapped around her tiny body, but still I had a face full of hair. But it all felt just so perfect; the way she fit in my arms, the smoothness of her skin against mine.
"I love you." I whispered, pressing my lips to her forehead.
"I love you too." She murmured back, before falling asleep.