✔𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈

Chapter 158: A Trip To Sunshine (EP. 04)

"My warm baby."

Aria sucked on her embonpoint fingers blankly as she laid on her mother's lap, looking like a ball of snow with the striking features of her doll like green eyes and rosy plump lips. Elsa chuckled and lifted her up so she could see her face more closely, adoration blooming in her chest as she snuck a kiss on the porcelain skin of her daughter's cheek.

At first, the warmth of her daughter made her feel really muddled. She wondered why she was always so warm and so bubbly, like the livid, smokeless flames under the fireplace in the midst of a gorgeous winter night.

But as the days pass, she had grown to love this peculiar yet astounding spec of this adorable tiny creature who always finds ways to make her lips curl upwards. Her enjoyment towards the warmer temperature as a snow queen completely baffles her sometimes.

She may have mistaken Corona to have a very warm climate, but actually, once the sun begins to disappear from the horizon, coldness will show up at its finest.

And it never occurred as a surprise for Elsa to find the young princess absolutely uncomfortable to the cold. She quickly snatched Iduna's scarf draped around her shoulders and swaddled it around Aria, the infant cooing a noise of delight to feel protected from the cold air once again.

"Does that feel better, snowdrop?" She smiled, apologetic that she forgot to bundle up the little child. Aria blinked and closed her eyes, her platinum blonde tresses growing fuzzy as she began to slumber with a tiny breath of her own.

"How are my two favorite girls?"

Elsa's blue eyes glimmered for a short moment and found herself feeling small against her husband, who gave her a toothy grin and a kiss. She noticed the baby prince tucked in his father's arms, wrapped in layers of cozy clothing.

"We're doing just fine," She eyed the fire King's loose shirt, "You don't feel cold?"

"Not at all," He smirked, cuddling closer to her, "The cold never bothered me anyway."

Elsa shuddered at the memory of the last time she said those lines before giggling, "It suits you more, lover."

"Hm, it does?" Aiden chuckled, his lips next to the lobe of her ear, "Let the storm rage on, then, min elska."

"Ooh, what does this mean, huh?" A new jubilant voice joined theirs, tone clearly filled with mischief, "Signs of baby number three?"

Elsa whirled her head around, her composure now broken by that single sentence which left the princess of Arendelle's mouth, "Anna!" She defiantly grumbled.

The ginger laughed hysterically and patted the ice queen's shoulders in a jocular manner, "You never know, dear sister of mine."

"I think two is enough," Aiden rocked the squirming boy, "Just because they're heavy sleepers doesn't mean they can't be a handful."

"That makes me nervous," Anna uneasily patted her stomach, "Are you two ready for the Floating of The Lanterns later? I hope you both will dress well."

"It's a surprise," Elsa winked, catching her husband off guard, "Come, Anna. I'll show you."

"Why not me?" Aiden whined.

"Not you, then it wouldn't be a surprise," Elsa smirked, "I believe you should keep yours away from my prying eyes, too."

Aiden yawned widely, a hand rubbing his eyes in exhaustion. Anna raised a curious brow, "You seem tired."

"I haven't been sleeping early," Aiden shot his wife a knowing and smug look.

"I... may be responsible for that part..." Elsa looked away with a flushed face, before pulling her sister's hand towards the sunny halls of the family wing, "Never mind that. Let's go, time is of the essence."
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"You're a bit too slow in this, don't you think, Kristoff?"