My little carousel Princesses collection, Belle was the 1st one then Aurora, already working on Cinderella <33
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The castle library, bathed in the warm glow of afternoon sunlight, was your usual refuge. Curled up with a well-worn book, you stole a glance at Queen Elsa, perched across the room at her desk. The weight of the crown seemed to vanish amidst the stacks of scrolls, replaced by a weariness etched on her brow.
As you set your book aside, a soft sigh escaped Elsa's lips. Concern tugged at your heart. You decided to forgo your reading session and approached her instead.
"Is everything alright, Your Majesty?"
Elsa startled slightly, then offered a weak smile. "Everything is well, (Y/N). Just... paperwork tends to pile up," she confessed, gesturing at the overflowing desk.
A playful glint entered your eyes. "Well, Your Majesty, perhaps a break is in order?"
Elsa's lips quirked into a reluctant smile. With a shared look, you both knew exactly what the other was thinking. She set down her quill, you got up from your seat and walked over to her. The distance between you and her closed rather quickly.
You picked her up bridal style, earning a giggle from the young monarch. Elsa never thought she could be so deeply in love with someone and yet here she was, deeply in love with you.
You walk back to the couch and lay her down on it. She wraps her around your neck, kissing you lightly and as many times as she can.
“I wish it was just us.” She says breathlessly against your lips. “No titles. No responsibility. Just us.”
“We have our duties, my Queen, but I will take any and every moment I can with you.” Her fingers caress your chest and hair.
“Elsa. Just Elsa when it’s just us. Please.”
“Okay, Elsa,” her name leaving your lips made her shutter. It felt so perfect.
You cuddle with Elsa on that couch for the better part of an hour before she begrudgingly gets up and goes back to work. But she couldn’t help but steal glances at you now and then.
Your name and hers. When no one was watching, that’s what you call each other by. No titles. No duties. Just two young people in love. She was your sanctuary and you would always be hers.
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Not saying all Disney Princesses should have the same personality, but I can’t help but have an itching feeling that a lot of the pushback against “quirky” and “adorkable” princesses is rooted in at least some form of misogyny. I mean, what? Girls can’t be socially awkward? Is that what you’re saying?
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