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Prompt: How about some ice bros? Elsa teaching the basics of being royalty?
(I have written some similar prompts many times, but I actually never went on topics like ‘royal eating’, so let’s go!)
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“And about fancy dinners…”
“Oh my, I’m the worst at those.” Muttered Kristoff. 
“No you’re not.” Assured Elsa with a warm smile. “You just need to learn.”
She asked him to stay seated at the great table and went to a cupboard where she took cutlery and all the tableware they needed. She dressed two sets, so her brother-in-law could imitate her movements when she would show him. 
Kristoff was so nervous as she put everything in place that he fidgeted with the green and purple table cloth that dropped on his thighs. He tried to light the situation a bit with a random question.
“How do you know where the tableware is?”
The blonde smiled as she put a wine glass and a water glass in front of him. “We may have staff preparing everything in the castle, it doesn’t change the fact I know where everything is. Also, Anna often breaks things. It’s handy to know where to get replacements. Don’t get me started on the fact that she broke two thousands salad plates when she was a child.”
The man laughed at the memory of the time Anna told him about it. Elsa chuckled.
“Okay, focus. I’m gonna teach you the utility of each and every item on the table.”
He nodded wisely, and listened as she pointed at everything, standing next to him. She explained their purpose in a soft voice, and even gave him some personal tips. 
Kristoff sighed once she was done, even if he was happy to know all that new knowledge. “Woaw, that’s a lot of stuff.”
Elsa chuckled. “There won’t be any situation where you’ll need all of them at once. I took every possibly knife, for example, and it doesn’t make sense that they’re all here. One important rule that always apply, however, no matter how much cutlery you have, is to always start on the outside.”
“What?”
He rose his head to her. “What do you mean? I thought we were rehearsing for a dinner inside this room. Anna told me it’s the only room where she welcomes guests to eat after meetings. Why do we need to eat outside first?” 
It took all of Elsa’s willpower to not burst into laughter right then. She grabbed the back of the other chair to restrain herself, and stopped her giggle with a cough. “Uhm... This is not... This is not what I meant. Outside, as in external cutlery. The first course requires the fork and knife that are on each end, then the second course the second to last fork and knife, and so on. Far left and far right are the first you’ll use.”
“Ooooooh. Okay.”
He then blushed deeply, feeling truly ashamed of his comment. “I’m so stupid. I didn’t even-”
“Kristoff, you’re very far from stupid. Trust me.”    
She put a hand on his shoulder, and dove her eyes in his. 
“It took us years to learn every royal manner with Anna. We literally had classes about it, with annoying tutors and so on. So don’t despair, it’s normal that you’re lost. You have the right to be wrong.”
Kristoff timidly nodded and muttered a thank you. 
Elsa pointed at the biggest chair of the room, at the end of the table. “Also, Anna will always defend and support you. If something goes wrong during the dinner, don’t panic, I’m certain that she will give you a sign as a warning, or get your back if you receive a mean comment from one of the guests.”
The young King nodded. “Okay.”
He then smiled. “Funny, it does sound familiar to you. Did you, by any chance, have to give advice to Anna during the three years after the Great Thaw?”
Elsa shook her head, but was amused anyway. “No, she knows everything about royalty basics. But I had to attract her attention sometimes during dinners. She has a tendency to be very hungry when there are diplomats coming over. Long days of economic exchanges open her appetite. And she then eats like an ogre.”
“Yep, that’s still true.” Laughed Kristoff. 
He put the cutlery down, precisely putting everything back in place. “Can we start over? I want to get this perfectly.”
“Sure.” Smiled the Snow Queen. “The dinner only is tomorrow night, we have plenty of time.”
“Actually, I was thinking about starting from the very beginning.” Said Kristoff, standing up, putting the chair neatly at its emplacement, and walking to the door. 
“Oh, you mean, from the moment you welcome the diplomats in?” 
He nodded, a bit nervously, then determined. Elsa smirked.
“You don’t take this lightly, uh?” 
She stood up and joined him in the corridor, where they could pretend guest would come and do the simulation all over again. Elsa smirked, a familiar sarcastic eyebrow raising as she lifted her head to the blond man.
“Tell me, who is this dedication for? Do you put that much effort for your image or to impress Anna?”
Kristoff had a sly smile, and bowed respectfully. “As a King, I have all the right to not answer your question.” 
She let out an impressed scoff, and bowed back. “Alright. Well, King Kristoff of Arendelle, after you.” 
Elsa gestured to the room then he walked in, and they did the whole dinner rehearsal again. 
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