Contribution by Alan (@alannadeau2016)

In the days, and short weeks, after the events of the war between Arendelle and the Russian Empire, Alan had, like many others, recovered from his injuries, and was keeping up with his training. Even with Katina defeated, there was plenty more to be prepared for, especially now that Anna was filling the Exalted with her own choices for members, much to someone’s anger. And now that Alan’s ice magic had been revealed and he didn’t have to hide them anymore, he was more open to using them. He still wanted to work on the skills he had accumulated without using his magic.

There was another thing on his mind, like always, but this was personal to him. That was Elsa. Alan had been waiting all this time to spend some personal time with her, a date to be exact. But he never had the chance to ask her to it. With things settling down, at least for the time being, however, now was as great of a chance as any to propose the question. Following the final battle with Katina, Elsa had wondered how Alan was handling the public’s awareness of his ice magic. She’d had plenty of experience hiding away from the world her powers, but Alan had hidden his until adulthood (due to having never been told, and discovering on his own), while it’d only been a few years since she’d fully accepted her own.

It was an uneventful day, as far as an ex-queen was concerned, as she waved goodbye to Anna as the latter headed to the university for a meeting. Elsa had enjoyed a performance with Anna and was now standing outside Kingdom Hall, wondering if she should visit the plaza. It was at this time where Alan, after having cleaned up from another training session, spotted her there, and smiled. “There she is, in all her beauty,” Alan said to himself. “Its time. Do it.” Finding the courage within himself, Alan walked over to Elsa, who stood with her hands in front of her, one elegantly over the other, her body language modest and welcoming, and said, “Hi there Elsa, how are you doing?”