"Why am I wearing this again?" A young boy asked his mother. He wore a tight suit, and his mother, a fluffy gown.
"The Queen is getting married today! Arendelle will have a king for the first time in six years!" His mother replied, proudly smiling at a banner that waved on the light posts that adorned the path to the castle. The banners had dark silhouettes of Queen Anna, while other ones had Kristoff.
"That's not my fault!" The boy protested.

Up in the castle, Anna laid in bed, all sprawled out. Kristoff had already gotten up, thanks to Anna's snoring and kicking. He was already getting ready off in a different part of the castle, while Anna slept soundly. She shivered, and woke up with wide eyes. She pulled her blankets close, and rapidly looked around.
"Kristoff?" Her voice quivered, before she took a deep breath. She looked to the large windows, and smiled as the sun shone on her face.
"Queen Anna? Are you alright?" Her handmaiden's voice echoed from the other side of Anna's bedroom door.
"I'm fine! Just overslept!" Anna admitted, crawling out of her bed.
She stood before the window, dressed in a light green nightgown.
Turning her head slightly, she caught sight of a white bodice, and white bloomers.
"Wait, what?" Anna tilted her head, before the realization hit her. "Holy snowflakes!" She zipped to her changing divider and threw the outfit on.

"Did you get word from my sister yet?" Elsa asked one of the maids, standing in the foyer, wringing her hands as she waited with Honeymaren and a few of Anna's friends from the town.
"Not yet, Lady Elsa." The maid shook her head slightly. "The Queen must have last minute jitters."
"Only Anna would be late for her own wedding." Elsa rolled her eyes, causing Honeymaren to laugh.
"I'm partly ready!" Anna exclaimed, sliding out of a nearby hallway, dressed in a bodice and bloomers.
"Anna! You're lucky Kristoff is getting ready!" Elsa smirked, hugging her sister.
"Wait, why?" Anna asked, tilting her head. "Do you think he'd be revolted with my poofy pants?" She patted down the fluffy bloomers, grinning.
"No, if the Groom sees the Bride before the ceremony, you might have bad luck." Elsa took Anna by the end and became to follow the other girls to the changing room.

"It's not too late to become a mountain man for live, Ja?" Oaken said, holding up a woolen speedo for Kristoff.
"No, she's the one, buddy." Kristoff adjusted his suit, fiddling with the necktie.
"So you're doing two weddings?" Ryder asked, looking around the room. He wasn't used to being inside an actual building, so he was in awe.
"Yeah, one here for the citizens and a private one with my...family." Kristoff turned to his groomsmen, which consisted of Ryder, Oaken, and a few other men from the village, as well as Olaf.
"How do I look?" He asked, and the men smiled at him.
"You're gonna get this right." Olaf patted Kristoff on the knee, smiling.

Back with the girls, Anna sat in a chair, her eyes closed as one of her handmaid's did her makeup.
Honeymaren was braiding Anna's hair, and then wrapping the braid into an updo.
Elsa was using her magic on Anna's wedding gown, adding ice and sparkles. She smiled, standing back to admire her work.
"How do I look?" Anna stood up, twirling in her dress.
"Very shiny!" Honeymaren smiled, standing up.
"You did great with her hair." Elsa complimented, smiling at Honeymaren.
"Wait, what about you girls?" Anna tilted her head, looking at her batch of bridesmaids.
"Don't worry about us." Elsa raised her hands, swishing them at the other girls. They now wore light blue gowns that stopped above the knee, with a transparent white skirt covering their knees.
Elsa's magic sprinkled ice into their hair, and it shined in the light.
"Wow!" Anna gasped, clapping her hands.
"It's time, Anna." Elsa smiled, clasping her hands around Anna's.

The Arendelle courtyard was packed with guests.
The decorations shimmered, courtesy of Elsa. There was a large crowd forming outside the chapel, where Elsa had originally became Queen.
They gasped silently, as the bridesmaids walked past, and into the chapel, slowly marching down the aisle.
But the bride didn't come.
The chapel was awkwardly silent.
Kristoff adjusted his collar, looking towards the open door.
Sven stood next to him, and nuzzled his arm, trying to comfort him, as Olad twiddled his thumbs.
"Soooo. She must've got cold feet." Ryder commented. He stood next to Kristoff and Sven as a groomsmen.
"Ryder!" Honeymaren reprimanded from the bride side, glaring at her brother.
"I… I should check on her." Elsa rushed out, causing the guests to start voicing concerns for their Queen.

Elsa raced back to the dressing room. Anna wasn't there.
"Anna?" Elsa called, walking through the castle.
"Elsa!" Anna poked her head out from a room, and Elsa frowned, walking to her sister.
Anna stood in front of a door, holding it closed.
"Anna? What's wrong? Kristoff is waiting for you." She frowned, noticing Anna holding the door closed. "What are you doing…?"
"You won't believe who I found!" Anna exclaimed, glaring at the door as she held it closed.
"Let me out!" An all too familiar voice shouted, a pounding coming from the door.
Elsa gasped sharply, her hands trembling. Ice shot out, frosting the doorknob.
Anna jumped back, causing the door to open.
Hans of the Southern Isles stood, glaring at the two. He had changed in the years since they saw him.
He sported a fluffy beard, and his eyes were a lot sharper. He reached out towards the two, but Elsa stopped him with a blast of her magic.
She froze his feet to the floor, scowling at the man.
"Looks like the wedding is on hold." Anna said, folding her arms at Hans.