"Elsa, marry me, and be my Queen…" Chris looks seriously into Elsa's eyes, waiting for her reply.
However, instead of offering a straightforward response, she let out a chuckle, saying, "I must have given you quite a knock on the head. Let me take a look." Elsa then gently pushed Chris aside, guiding him to sit beside her, and began inspecting his head.
He gently moved her hands away and pointed out, "Why do you keep forgetting that I'm not human? A pillow won't harm me. I'm quite serious about what I said, Elsa. I want you to marry me as soon as possible, and I won't accept no for an answer."
Elsa raised an eyebrow and remarked, "Well, you're not only audacious but quite demanding too. If I were to marry someone, I'd want it to be the man that I love. So, forget about it. I see no reason to marry you."
Chris wore a smirk, not quite believing her words. "No reason? But you like me... that's reason enough for me. You can love me later after we get married, and I'll ensure it."
