It was relaxing, in its own ways. For once, Merida did not have to listen to anyone or try to please others. She could set down her bow and rest her arms, not have to keep an eye on her brothers to make sure they weren't getting in trouble, and didn't even have to deal with trade agreements.

Judging by the way Elsa was acting, she was thinking the same thing. Most of the time, her hair was held back and her back straight; the only person who ever got close to her was her sister Anna. Now, the two were hunched over, their bodies entwined and Elsa's white hair falling free and loose. They were so close that Merida could feel the beating of the other girl's heart and hear each breath that she took.

Elsa bit into Merida's neck, her lips cold and teeth hard - as hard as Merida imagined ice to be (and like ice, hiding something wonderful underneath its frosty surface). For a moment, Merida's neck ached. It was only a second of pain, but it seemed to spread through her entire body.

"Are you sure that I should keep going?" Elsa asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cold hands were on Merida's arm and stomach, holding her close.

"Keep going," Merida replied. "I'm strong enough to handle a little cold."

And, she thought, as the sting on her neck slowly faded away, I can deal with a little pain.

Elsa laughed, the sound filling their otherwise almost completely silent room.

Merida smiled, twirling her finger through a lock of Elsa's hair. "Well, keep going."

Elsa's cold lips met Merida's neck again. When her teeth were not digging into Merida's soft skin, her cold lips were inching down further and further. Chills ran up Merida's back and goosebumps formed along her arms.

"Keep going," Merida repeated, as Elsa's lips went further and further down Merida's skin.