Prince Matteus woke up and rolled his blankets around him. He had had the nightmare again. Monsters were crawling from under his bed to steal him away or worse. Trying to be a brave boy, he clutched at his wooden sword and prepared his escape.

Jumping would propel him out of range of under the bed and push his steps enough to be at the door on the count of three. He had it opened and shut quickly; soon the copper-dusted blonde four year old was padding down the hallway, his blanket like a cape and sword in hand.

He reached his parents room first. Mama and Papa would always keep him safe he knew but shrill thin wails escaped the closed door. Lisbet was awake and grizzly again. His little sister was nearly a year old and still quite boring and loud. He tapped his sword against the floorboard, thinking a moment, Mama and Papa were busy but Aunt Elsa wouldn't be! Her room was only at the end of the hall too.

Matteus didn't run in the hallway, he had been told about it before and crashing into things late at night would certainly get him in trouble. When he reached the tall green and purple patterned door to his Aunt's room he carefully listened, there were no real noises so he quietly opened it and slipped in.

Aunt Elsa would be great at keeping the monsters away; she could make the floor too slippery for them, or freeze the door to their monster world or make an even better monster to scare them away. (Young Prince Matteus had met Marshmallow on the mountain and spent a joyful day riding around on the snowman, the pair howling with laughter.) He tiptoed to the bed and clambered up on the chest at its foot.

He noticed two things when he could see the bed. One was that Aunt Elsa was not alone; she was in bed with someone else. The second thing was that they were snugly and cuddly together, like how Mama and Papa slept when Lisbet was in her crib. He peered over curiously, the big black pile of hair next to his aunt's blonde-white head looked like it was Lady Freya.

That was even better!

Lady Freya was a special guard for Aunt Elsa; she had stood in front of an arrow and beat up a baddie with a candlestick! Papa had told a story once about when they had visited another country and a man had threatened Aunt Elsa and Lady Freya had grabbed him up and thrown him upside down into a dunnikin! (Mama had been a bit cross about sharing that story because "Toilet Humour wasn't exactly royal." But he and Papa had agreed it was still a funny and exciting story.) Any monster that dared try to so much look at him would be smooshed!

The little prince placed his sword on the chest and he crawled on his knees up between the two sleeping women

Elsa was woken by small hands tugging her nightie. "Pssst, Aunt Elsa, Aunt Elsa... Can I sleep with you tonight?" A little voice, trying to keep quiet but still be heard, said to her ear. Her eyes slammed open, she had gone to sleep with Freya there beside her. While it wasn't inappropriate tonight for Matteus to find them together, she and Anna were still unsure if they could explain circumstances to maintain the secret if the child came across them.

"Matteus? What is the matter?" She turned her head to see him and two worried blue eyes looked at her.

"I had nightmares and Mama and Papa are busy with Lisbet and I though you and Lady Freya would scare the monsters away so I could sleep." He gasped out in one breath, still kneeling carefully between them.

'Ok, he isn't concerned that we are sharing the bed; that is a start.' "Alright, you can sleep here." Elsa lifted the bed covers to admit him and prodded Freya.

"What..." Freya mumbled, her eyes resolutely closed.

"We have company." The little blonde head dropped onto the pillow between black curls and platinum strands and small hands pulled his blanket in.

"Is it cuddly company?" Freya said, still not opening her eyes.

"Yes." Elsa settled the covers over the three of them and felt a tiny hand grab her arm as another sought Freya's.

"Good. I need cuddles if I get woken up." Freya moved her arms to encompass Elsa and Matteus and was rewarded by a happy mumble from the already falling asleep child. Elsa smiled softly and put an arm over the pair. They were all asleep again quickly.

The monsters didn't bother Matteus again that night.

Kristoff woke with the sunrise for the call of nature. Anna was still fast asleep with Lisbet in her arms; the baby sprawled across her front, the little tuft of red hair mixing with her mother's morning haystack. He smiled and made sure they were not caught by a draft as he left.

After morning ablutions, he decided to check on his son. Matteus had been going through a spate of nightmares of late, but hadn't joined them that night. Kristoff opened the door to the room to find an empty bed. Before panic could set him shouting Grand Pabbie's wise words echoed "Look first, think from what you see."

The bed was in disarray and the rug was askew as if little landing feet had pushed it. 'He had a bad dream.' Kristoff left the room to search. 'Lisbet was crying last night and was in bed with us, so he'd not want to butt in...' The ice master's eyes strayed down the hall to the imposing doors of the royal suite.

He was nearly silent as he opened the door to look in. Kristoff snuck inside and peered over at the bed. His smile nearly cracked his face. Matteus was wrapped up in a two sided hug, Freya and Elsa both keeping him safe and warm, all three looking so very peaceful. It was early, so he left them but he sent Anna to look when an hour later little Lisbet decided to get her cooing practice in.

Forunately, Anna had enough sense to only let out her squees in their bedroom, though it did teach Lisbet a new noise.

Kristoff was glad to trade that for getting frostbitten on the rear for indirectly disturbing the queen.

Neither Elsa nor Freya realised it, but it was that night that planted a little seed of a though in their hearts and minds.

Hello reader. Here are some notes about some bits and bobs that I decided to add in.

Vinterens Hilsen is really rough google translate for Winters Greeting. It seemed a good a name as any for a festival there in Arendelle. I had in mind for their dance to be something along the lines of any large group folk dance. I used to do Welsh folk dancing as a child, it was good fun and the best one even used swords!

I got the names from a number of sources and reasons. They are all traditional Norwegian (I hope!) to match the 1840 date and the location that proved as a source of inspiration for the film. The bit character names were either the more Scandi style of generic English names or stolen from background characters in books I have read.

Freya is a name I have always loved and this vision of dark curled hair and emerald eyes slipped into place as I created a partner for Elsa.

Edgar and Frieda are names I like anyway, especially for the slightly older couple I imagined having held the job while the princesses grew up.

Geir means spear, it was a quick and easy name to throw in and a little foreshadowing.

Asbjørn- This is just a random choice from my pool of Norwegian friends. He is a nice chap IRL, the husband of a good friend of mine and the IT guy who scurries through the server of a forum we use shovelling out the rubbish that slows it down.

I selected Solveig as Elsa's second name as it derives from "Sun" and as fanon puts it that they are related to Rapunzel through their mothers and Corona is sun themed... Synnøve is a variant of a name that means "Sun gift" and I used it for Anna and Elsa's mother. One of the origins of the name Eloise comes from Helios (Sun in Greek) and thus I gave a name to the Queen in Tangled. It was a slightly mean name to give Snow Queen Elsa but it is so pretty.

Birger is thought to mean "To help, to save, to protect." It fit the king (I was playing around with Albert like names) and my idea of a good name.

Matteus is a variant on Matthew, a sensible name with a Arendelle/Norwegian spin.

Lisbet is derived from Elizabeth, as is Elsa. It is bad luck to name a child for someone living but I could just see Anna figuring out a way to name her daughter for her sister in a crafty way like that.

Anyway. Look out for a sequel my dear readers. :D