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Prince Gimli of the Southern Isles would have none of Queen Elsa’s cold attitude. He had come to Arendelle as ambassador to apologize for his youngest brother’s villainous behavior during the coronation catastrophe two years ago, only to be refused audience with the Queen who had cut off communications with his kingdom on account of Hans.
Curiosity about her ice magic had led the elder prince to eavesdrop on a conversation between her and her advisors, wherein he learned that Queen Elsa was expected to marry within the year. The beautiful young woman saw fit to rebel against this required custom by frightening each of her suitors away with an icy curse each time one tried to court her. Hence, she was rumored to be frigid in more ways than one.
From a concealed position in his guest room, Gimli peered through a keyhole as the Queen stormed out of the throne room. He caught his first glimpse of her and fell in love at first sight. Immediately he became determined to win her affections, even if he had to do so with his firm hand to her soft but shapely posterior. The much more cordial and forgiving Princess Anna, now married for a full year to Prince Kristoff, was charmed with Gimli’s romantic intentions toward her beloved older sister.
The lovely young redhead expressed a desire to have Prince Gimli as her brother-in-law, but she warned him against pursuing Elsa on account of the Queen’s powers. Little did dear Anna know that Gimli harbored a secret of his own. He had powerful pyrokenetic abilities, and unlike Elsa, he had been trained by another elemental to control them since early childhood.
The Queen’s advisors were desperate for a decent prince to come along and woo their regent, so Gimli struck a deal with them one night after Elsa had locked herself away in her royal chambers. The entire staff was gone from the palace the next morning, giving Gimli a chance to romance the Queen without interference. Enraged to discover that this arrangement had been made without her knowledge or consent, Queen Elsa launched herself into a tirade against Prince Gimli when she found herself alone in his company.
Gimli promptly told her off on her temper and dragged her back into her own bedchamber for a serious talking-to. The straw that broke the camel’s back happened when Elsa indignantly tried to attack him with her powers. The Queen was shocked beyond words when the large redheaded man instantly neutralized her blasts with equally powerful fire bursts. The magical blaze burned off the outer layer of the prince’s clothes, save for his inflammable red tights.
Before Elsa could even react, she found herself facedown over his muscular thigh on the foot of the bed. She screamed when his hot hand laid into her bared bottom for the first time. In a bout of shock, she could not decide what infuriated her more—that he would dare strike her, or that he would use his pyrokenesis to melt off her ice gown.
Entirely nude and powerless, Elsa was at Gimli’s mercy as he peppered her soft round cheeks with swat after swat. Worse yet, he refused to stop until she apologized for her rude behavior. Her pride would not allow as much, hence the punishment continued. Soon Elsa began to feel an odd heat growing in her loins, erupting in an intense desire she had never known before. Her pussy leaked down the fiery prince’s kneecap like a broken faucet as her behind grew an ever darker shade of pink.
By the time he was done not only had she cried at his feet, naked and ashamed as she begged him to forgive her for her bad manners, but he had managed to procure a promise that he could come to Arendelle to court her on a regular bi-monthly basis. Though he wiped her tears and allowed her to re-dress herself, he left with a simple warning that any missed dates thereafter would result in ‘consequences.’ All Elsa could do was rub her sore bottom and gulp in apprehension as Prince Gimli walked away with a spring in his step.
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