Princess Elsa
by AJ Marks
Part 24
Lynn made her way around the house on the weekend. Weather forecasts called for light snow flurries, but not much actual snowfall today. In all, it was a good day to do nothing except curl up and watch a good movie, or perhaps there was a good game on.
Flipping through the channels she stopped upon seeing a field hockey game and a familiar team, the Venus Flytraps. Still thinking what an awful name, she could watch one of her former teammates in high school play professional. Sanya Kretchtov, a tall athletic girl who seemed to live for playing field hockey.
Lynn had changed into comfortable and warm clothes this morning, flannel. Elsa had texted her earlier this morning saying she really had nothing up today either and wondered what her plans were. Lynn had replied back nothing, lounging at home today. That had been earlier this morning and hadn’t heard anything since then. Seeing it was close to lunch time she wondered into the kitchen to go through her small supplies of food in her house. She spent so much time at the palace she forgot to keep a better stock of food at home.
Taking out a can of soup she paused when the doorbell rang, and rang again before she could even answer it. Frowning a bit she made her way over to the monitor to see who it might be. So far she hadn’t had many reporters or anyone else and was a bit surprised by the figure standing outside. Despite wearing a baseball cap, jacket and bundled up she recognized those eyes anywhere. Racing over to open the door she watched Elsa stomp into the house, shaking off some snow.
“Morning,” she said taking off the jacket as Lynn closed the door.
“At the moment,” Lynn replied, looking over her girlfriend who was dressed in sweatpants, and a comfortable looking sweater before taking off her boots. “So, what do I owe the surprise to?”
The question caused Elsa to stop and look at Lynn. “I can’t just come over and spend time with you?”
The reply caused Lynn to shift gears.
“No, no, I’m glad to see you,” Lynn said, giving Elsa a hug and kiss to reassure her. “But, let’s be real, it’s not like you can just up and come over like some others, being the princess and all.”
“Ah, well, I decided why not,” Elsa said, a bit shyly. “Saturdays are my light days as well.”
“I was about to eat lunch,” Lynn replied, wondering if she had enough soup for two.
“Great, in my excitement to get here forgot to have something as well,” Elsa said, following her to the kitchen.
Lynn took out one of the cans. “You like cream of chicken?”
She watched Elsa think it over for a few seconds before answering. “Not sure.”
“You’ve never had it?” Lynn asked slightly surprised.
“Don’t think so,” Elsa replied. “How does one cream chicken?”
The statement caused Lynn to chuckle a bit taking it out, along with some milk. “Not sure that’s what happens, but let’s broaden your palate.”
A bit later they had finished eating, and made their way back to the main family room where the sofa and TV was.
“You’re a sports watcher?” Elsa asked seeing a sports channel was on.
“Ah, a field hockey game is going to come on. One of my high school teammates in on the team,” Lynn replied.
“Oh,” Elsa replied.
“So, how long are you here for?”
“Nothing’s up till this evening, a dinner with my parents,” Elsa said. “A standing engagement every Saturday night.”
“Family time,” Lynn said, seeing Elsa nod yes.
“And now I’m making time Saturday to be with you as well,” Elsa said. Not that they didn’t spend time with each other during the week. They had lunch several times a week, and a couple of times a night Lynn stayed to have dinner with them all. It made it interesting at work as she was always happy to leave early, yet staying to see or have dinner with Elsa meant she rarely did.
They settled onto the sofa as Lynn turned on the fireplace and wrapped a blanket around them both as the game came on.
Lynn found herself explaining the game to her, the different elements of the game, and what position she played when playing. She pointed out her former teammate where she could as the game continued. She could recall playing as well, probably the best time of her high school life.
Half-time came and it went to an intermission. Much to Lynn’s surprise she saw Sanya’s face appear as the announcers stated she had given and interview and would be shown next.
“Isn’t that your former teammate,” Elsa asked.
“Yeah,” Lynn replied.
“She’s pretty,” Elsa said. Lynn looked at Elsa’s face and then back at the screen. Sure, Sanya was a bit pretty, light brown hair, short like her own with bright brown eyes. Many in the field hockey group had kept their hair short, made things easier and cooler. But the comment seemed like a trap to Lynn.
“I guess, but I think I’ve already got perfection right here,” Lynn said, wondering what that corny line came from. However it seemed to work as Elsa relaxed a bit. “You don’t think I have good taste?”
“Well, I’ve seen Kris,” Elsa replied.
“Ooh, ouch,” Lynn replied.
Lynn half listened to the interview as they spoke of the team, how she was adjusting to the league and everything else. However, about halfway through the reporter managed to bring up a question which caught her attention.
“We’ve learned that you went to high school with the current girlfriend of Princess Elsa, Lynn Sauer, and that you two played on the same team. What was she like?” the reporter asked.
Lynn groaned at the question hoping nothing more came out.
“Well, we didn’t hang out,” Sanya answered, Lynn knowing it for the truth. “However, she always gave her best on the field, and if that’s any indication she had a drive in her to do well.”
“I see, and is there any truth she was out back then as a lesbian?”
“Yeah, she didn’t care, and” here Sanya seemed to hesitate and Lynn understood why. Their senior year Sanya had been one of the ones Lynn had helped introduce to lesbian sex. “Well, back then I was confused. My parents hooked me up with a guy who I wasn’t happy with. One day after practice we were hanging out and I asked her about it.”
“Oh yeah, we talked,” Lynn said, causing Elsa to look at her.
“It was probably the most enlightening thing in the world for me. Lynn was pretty, but not my type,” here she looked at the camera. “Peggy says thank you.”
“And Peggy is?”
“My fiancé,” Sanya replied shocking Lynn. She had not expected that at all.
“So she turned you?” the reporter asked, causing Lynn to frown.
“No, she opened my eyes to the realm that there were many possibilities, and I only had to look around me for what attracted me,” Sanya replied back.
“So what really happened?” Elsa asked, turning slightly on the sofa to look at her.
“Um,” Lynn replied wondering how to bring up this subject.
“Was she one of the ones you gave a ‘massage’ to?” Elsa asked.
Lynn recalled having that conversation with Elsa when giving her a massage when they first met.
“Yeah, our senior year,” Lynn said, recalling Sanya on the team. “Sanya was always all about the team that almost no one knew her personally. She talked field hockey, lived it, probably why she is a professional now. Anyways, she hesitantly approached me over it.”
“Was it her first time?” Elsa asked.
“No, her then boyfriend had all but forced her and she was wondering if something was wrong with her as she didn’t like it much.”
“And I take it you rocked her world,” Elsa stated, no question.
“Yeah, you might say so,” Lynn said.
“I see,” Elsa said in a strange tone, as if she was jealous.
“Well, you are with me, not her,” Lynn said wrapping her arm around Elsa, giving her a kiss. It turned into something more intense and Lynn had to back off.
“First the interview, and now this?”
“No, its just your first time here alone with me, and I’m sure your mom or someone knows. I don’t think we should jump right into sex,” Lynn said, even though she really wanted nothing more than to take Elsa to bed. This has to be done right for the future. “If we don’t do anything, they will trust us later on. And when you’re asked, you can honestly say nothing happened.”
Elsa seemed disappointed but Lynn wouldn’t budge on this one. It was important for them both and for the future. If Elsa wanted to continue to visit they had to show they wouldn’t go straight to sex. That and Elsa was a terrible liar to her mother.
*****
Elsa made her way into the dining room a bit surprised to see only her mother sitting in there at the moment. The afternoon had been fun, spending time alone with Lynn like that. After getting over her disappointment she found herself having fun despite knowing nothing about the sport they watched.
As she approached her mother stood and made her way on over to her.
“Where’s everyone else?” Elsa asked.
“They went out, thought we’d have a mother daughter talk,” her mother said, causing Elsa to become suspicious about the motives. “Come, there is a nice supper waiting.”
Elsa wanted to refuse, after all, she was the princess, heir to the throne, but this was her mother. She had never done anything like this before between the two of them. Instead Elsa found herself following her mother out of the dining room and into a smaller room where they could be alone. Food sat on the table and looked quite good. Taking some she sat down waiting.
“How is Lynn today?” her mother asked taking a bit of the meat.
“Fine, we had an enjoyable afternoon and lunch,” Elsa replied back.
“And what did you do all afternoon?” her mother asked.
“Well, we snuggled on the sofa, fireplace on, and watched a field hockey game,” Elsa said deciding to be honest to see how her mother would take that news. A slight giggle wasn’t what she expected and looked up at her.
“You watching sports, not something you’ve done before,” her mother replied.
Elsa gave that some thought before realizing it was something she hadn’t done before.
“I bet it felt, very normal,” her mother stated to her.
Elsa took a few seconds to consider the question. She really had little idea what normal was given her position in the empire.
“It did feel nice,” Elsa finally said. Lying there with Lynn watching the TV on a cold day, the fireplace going it made her appreciate what normal people did when relaxing.
“It’s nice to take time to just enjoy each other’s company,” her mother said. “That is as much an important part of this relationship as anything else.”
“Is that why I was allowed to go?” Elsa asked.
“Yes, you need time alone together, to really get to know each other as your relationship grows,” her mother said. “Perhaps next week invite her back over for supper.”
Elsa considered that for a second.
“You might even start inviting her to other weekend functions here at the palace when it’s just family,” her mother stated. “If she is to become part of the family then its time she ‘hung out’ as it’s called with us all. I know your father would like to get to know her even more, as would I.”
“I think that can be arranged,” Elsa replied, knowing Lynn would be a bit nervous about it. She was only recently getting used to not calling her parents king and queen, or your majesty. An adjustment for her, or anyone in the kingdom in such a position.
“Good, so what did you end up having for lunch?”
“Ah, cream of chicken,” Elsa replied, looking up to see her mother smile.
“How was it?”
Elsa thought about it for a few seconds. “Different, but good.”
“She’s been good for you,” her mother said. “It’s been wonderful seeing you come out of your shell.”
“I wasn’t aware I was in a shell,” Elsa replied, but she felt she understood what her mother meant. All her life people steered her in one direction, leadership of the empire with little regard to other aspects of life. She never knew the simple joys of being with others as friends.
“Perhaps that is our fault, your father pushed you too hard early on, sacrificing some things. He never felt prepared, especially when his father died and he was still young. He didn’t want you to have to undertake that learning curve,” her mother said.
Elsa knew about that, she never knew her grandfather, having died a couple of years before she was born.
“I think we can expect to see Lynn around for a long time,” her mother said.
With that statement Elsa imagined being married to Lynn and smiled. The future did look good.
End part 24