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Elsa sat on a fallen tree in the middle of the northuldrian camp.
Four years had passed since she came here, since she came back from Ahtohallan and since she saw her mother for the last time. Four years since she freed the forest and calmed the spirits. Four years since she found the answers she longed for all her life.
She then thought about all that had happened since then. All she had lived, all she had experienced, all the people she had met. Then her mind wandered to Honeymaren.
Honeymaren.
Her Honeymaren.
The girls had liked each other quite much since the first day they met, and quickly became friends. When Honeymaren asked her to stay in the forest, she felt a twinkling in her stomach she then attributed to the feeling of belonging.
Little did she know, that girl was about to turn her whole life upside down and shake her world to crumbles.
She still remembered how much Anna, Kristoff and Ryder helped her figure her feelings out. She remembered the long talks she used to have with Yelena during their little early morning breakfasts, at dawn, when the village and the forest still slept. She remembered how she felt the first time Honeymaren took her reindeer riding. How utterly terrified she actually was of reindeer, Honeymaren didn’t know, but the way Elsa held tightly onto her, hands around her waist, made her forget about it a few times.
As much as Elsa hated riding reindeer, Honeymaren hated the Nokk. “A water horse isn’t a horse! How can you trust such a thing?” Elsa managed to get her on it the one time the first time she and Honeymaren travelled to Arendelle together (which was for Anna and Kristoff’s wedding). From that day on, everytime they have to go to Arendelle, Anna sends her letter one day in advance so they can get there on time (by actual horses, courtesy of Honeymaren).
She was so lost in her thoughts she didn’t notice the brunette girl sneak up on her from behind.
“Hey there lady goddess”
Elsa jumped and freezed the tree she was sitting on and the floor around her. When she heard Honeymaren laughing with her whole chest, her tensed muscles relaxed and the ice around her disappeared. Her laugh always made her feel safe.
“Honeymaren! I told you i dont like you sneaking up on me like this! I could have hurt you. And don’t call me lady goddess.”
“You know i’ll keep doing it anyway! And you are a goddess. Technically.”
“Ice spirit.”
Honeymaren smiled and took Elsa’s hands in hers. “The same.”
Elsa knew she would never get tired of the way Honeymaren’s lips felt on hers, or the way she always had a little smile on her face after parting their lips, or the way she’d unconsciously rest her hands on her waist, or how she scrunched up her nose and furrowed her brows when she kissed the tip of her nose.
They rested their foreheads together and stayed like that for a while.
Two years ago, this would’ve been impossible for Elsa. She knew something was different about her ever since she was little, when her sister would fantasise about getting married with a handsome prince and becoming a queen and she’d feel this strange oppression in her chest every time she even thought about it.
Since their mother died, and she was left heir to the throne of Arendelle, many suitors had tried to court her. She of course had turned them all down, in hopes someday she’d feel ready to find a king to rule by her side.
Then she realised she wouldn’t really be ever ready for a king.
The first person she came out to was Anna.
She remembered how sweet and supportive her sister had been when she told her, how tightly she hugged her and how she thanked her for trusting her enough to do it.
Then came Honeymaren, and the rest was history.
While they stayed there, bodies close to one another and fingers entangled, Yelena walked up to them.
“ Honeymaren .”
“ Yelena !”
“ Im gonna take the Ice Queen with me for a little while. I want to have a talk with her. ” Yelena said, smiling to the young women.
Honeymaren laughed “ Ask the queen herself! ”
Elsa let go of Honeymaren’s hand, smiling tenderly and mouthing a little “Wish me luck” to her girlfriend while exaggerating a horrified face.
Honeymaren had to use every fibre of her being not to burst out in laughter right in front of the older woman.
Yelena and Elsa walked side by side through the forest. The young woman knew how much Yelena enjoyed long walks, especially in the dusk.
She then spoke up.
“What did you want to talk to me about?”
”Autumn is coming.”
“Yes it is.”
“Tell me, how are you and Honeymaren doing?”
Elsa started to feel butterflies in her stomach.
“Wh- why do you ask?”
“I’m just wondering.”
“We’re good, i think.”
“It’s been a long time since you got together, hasn’t it?”
Elsa stopped walking and looked at Yelena. She noticed a little smile on her face when she realised she did.
“What are you-“
“I’m just glad you girls are happy together. Honeymaren deserves someone to love her.”
“And i do.”
She did. She really, really did. The way she replied almost immediately warmed Yelena’s heart.
“I see. I’m glad to hear that.”
Yelena then turned around and gave Elsa a warm smile, earning another one from the blonde. She then started walking back to the village.
“Is that all you wanted to talk to me about?”
“Not quite,” Yelena kept walking “but its getting late, and i presume you have a busy week ahead”
Elsa remembered.
Oh.
Oh.
The autumn festival.
Yelena kept walking until she was out of Elsa’s sight; but she remained still.
“The autumn festival starts next week...”
There was, however, one different thing this year.
Her sister’s face popped up in her head .
“Next year you’ll bring Honeymaren along and tell her! You’ve been thinking about this for so long, Elsa! You have to promise me you’ll do it!”
She had completely forgot about that.
She was positive Anna hadn’t.
Honeymaren and her had been together for three years now. She had been thinking about asking the brunette to marry her for many months. With her 28th birthday just around the corner, Elsa was certain she wanted to settle down.
And she wanted to settle down with her .
And she was utterly terrified of it.
What if Maren didnt think the same? She had always been so active, travelling from one place to another, while Elsa was way more sedentary. While Maren would spend days running around, riding reindeer, climbing up trees; Elsa would prefer to just sit on the beach in front of Ahtohallan, read her books, and help the townsfolk with simple chores. Even in some days where she went for a ride with Nokk, and Honeymaren, the girl was never tired and kept running around even when they came back after almost a whole day of riding. They were complete opposites.
“We complement each other.” Elsa thought.
Why wouldn’t Maren want to marry her? They had joked about it many times during the nights they spend in Arendelle, or when they stayed in the forest and got tipsy with Ryder and Maren’s friends.
“I’m just overthinking too much.”
Elsa sighed and headed back to camp.
When she got there and noticed Honeymaren playing with the reindeer and the children of the village around the campfire, then turn around to face her, and she saw her honey eyes look at her while she smiled and waved, Elsa decided it.
She was going to marry this girl.