Tried something a little different for this one. Hope you enjoy.

Elsa yawned and stretched at her desk after a long day of paperwork. She had managed to finish a half hour before supper and was just about to go find her sister when there was a quick knock at her door. The blonde let out a slight huff of annoyance before calling for the person to enter. A servant opened the door and stepped inside.

"A message for Your Majesty," he announced with a bow.

Elsa stood and held out her hand to receive the paper. "Thank you. You're dismissed." She replied once the man had given her the letter. He bowed again and then left the study.

Elsa glanced at the folded piece of paper. "Might as well give it a quick glance," she muttered. Her eyes widened when she scanned the page. It wasn't a note, but a poem.

Your eyes,
They glow in the candle light.
They glitter and glisten and I can do nothing to stop myself from gazing.
So I must ask for you to forgive my rudeness;
I should not gaze without permission.

Your hair,
It flitters in the breeze.
It flows and shines and I can do nothing to stop myself from staring.
So I must ask for you to forgive my rudeness;
I should not stare without permission.

Your hands,
They're so smooth.
They're sensitive and delicate and I can do nothing to stop myself from touching.
So I must ask for you to forgive my rudeness;
I should not touch without permission.

Your lips,
They curve into a heart-melting smile.
They tempt and entice and I can do nothing to stop myself from kissing.
So I must ask for you to forgive my rudeness;
I should not kiss without permission.

Your heart,
It is the purest I have ever met.
It is compassionate and loving and I can do nothing to stop myself from claiming.
So I must ask for you to forgive my rudeness;
I should not claim without permission.

Down at the bottom of the page, Anna had signed her work. Elsa could feel herself blushing as she finished reading the words a second time. She didn't know Anna could write poetry. The queen folded the paper and placed it in her drawer. Sitting back in her chair, Elsa thought about how she could respond. A small smile spread across her face as she pulled out a piece of paper and began to write. When the clock chimed for six o'clock, the blonde tucked the paper with Anna's poem and left her study for supper.

Not so long ago my heart was frozen
Encased in a fortress of beating ice
I thought the path before me was chosen
For hurting you, my Love, this was the price.

Your knocking on my door kept me cheerful.
At least that is what I told myself then
In truth I was often rather tearful.
Not even allowed to speak through a pen

Our parents were gone, but you were still there,
Even when my curse was known and I ran.
The shame I felt was more than I could bare
You still protected me from a madman

Your perfect love saved your life and my heart.
It's yours, and from you may it never part.

By the time Anna got the end of the poem, she had tears in her eyes. The writing was sweet but melancholy, beautiful and subdued. In short, it was Elsa as she had been before the Great Thaw. Anna smiled to herself. Elsa was much happier since that time (Anna made sure of it), but occasionally, old worries and fears still affected the blonde. Anna did her best to remind Elsa that all was better now and that she would always be there for the older girl. She grabbed a fresh sheet of paper intent on making the blonde feel better.

Elsa walked into her study to find a folded piece of paper on her desk. She picked it up, and saw that the only thing written on the front was her name. Curious, she flipped it open to find another poem.

(E)xtraordinary
(L)oving
(S)exy
(A)dorable

(T)reats me with the utmost care
(H)olds me close
(E)ats chocolate with me

(Q)uality affection is what you deserve
(U)nder the blankets I worship you
(E)ntirely devoted to you
(E)very day with you is special
(N)ever want to leave your side

*Hope this made you laugh, love Anna*

When she read the poem again, she did chuckle. The way Anna had no qualms writing a poem of the type commonly done by children was one of the many reasons Elsa loved her little sister. She admired Anna's confidence in herself. The queen read the page one more time, her eyes widening as she fully comprehended the line "under the blankets I worship you". Leave it to Anna to slip a line like that into something as childish as an acrostic poem. Elsa sat, suddenly thinking about other types of poems they had learned about as children. An idea struck her and she quickly began folding a piece of paper.

Anna was sitting in the library, looking over some documents Elsa had asked her to check. A maid had brought her a try with tea and some little cookies and was just walking out the door when something flew in over her head. It went right to Anna and landed on the table on top of the papers. Once it landed, Anna was able to have a good look at it and saw it was a dove made of ice. In its beak, the bird was holding a piece of paper cut into the shape of a snowflake with a rather large middle. The dove bounced around a little, offering her the paper. Anna took it and flipped it over to find writing in the center.

Anna,
Beautiful, fun,
Kissing, playing, holding,
Want to build snowmen?
Mine

Anna smiled, knowing that it was from Elsa. Glancing up, she saw that the icy dove was gone. The new poem was cute and the redhead especially appreciated that Elsa took the time to cut the paper into its shape. She kissed the paper softly and placed it in the pocket of her dress before continuing with her work.

This girl is the love of my life.
My dream is to be her wife.
I'd rather touch my sister
than some strange mister.
I don't give a damn if that causes anyone strife

Elsa blushed slightly when she read it. Anna had left early in the morning to go with Kristoff for a weekend ice harvesting trip. Elsa had said goodbye the night before, but had not expected to find the note folded on her nightstand when she woke up. The blonde noticed that Anna's poems were getting more risqué. She would have to write a good response for the princess by the time she came back from her trip.

Anna walked through the front gates of the castle. She had spent the weekend with Kristoff. As she entered the castle, a member of the staff was there, waiting to give her a sealed slip of paper. The princess took it up to her room before reading it and was glad that she had waited to be alone.

My dearest Anna,
My body is your playground.
Your touch is magic.

The short poem made Anna blush.

Elsa was sitting in a meeting with some councilmen discussing something that they could have probably managed without her being here. Unfortunately, she could not find an excuse to miss the meeting. She supposed she could just tell the council to fix the issue themselves, but the last time she did that, they decided that it meant their Queen was uninterested in all affairs of state. It was a huge exaggeration and rather ridiculous, but Elsa did not want to deal with that again. She couldn't even send Anna to attend the meeting for her because the princess had some other business to attend to that afternoon. So here she was, barely paying attention as the men talked. The blonde was pulled from her thoughts by the door opening and a servant slipping into the room. He quietly walked along the wall to Elsa's seat before leaning in to speak.

"A message to Your Majesty from the Princess, Her Highness suggests you open it promptly." The man offered a folded page.

Elsa took it and thanked him quietly. He bowed and left the room. Elsa unfolded the paper and quickly scanned the contents.

Why don't you come to bed?
I'd like to fuck your brains right out of your pretty head.

Elsa could feel herself blushing. Further down, Anna had written a little note.

Real invitation, I finished the paperwork I had due.

Elsa had two thoughts go through her head. The first was that Anna had some nerve sending something so vulgar to her while she was in the middle of a meeting. The second thought was that she was now going to leave said meeting. She folded the paper in half and stood. The conversation stopped and all eyes turned to the blonde.

"Something has come up that I must attend to, Gentlemen." Elsa waived the paper slightly for emphasis. "Please excuse me. I trust you to finish coming up with your solutions. Master Secretary, write a report of the solutions and submit it to me for my approval."

The men stood and bowed as Elsa swept out of the room.

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