Being close to half the distance between the hydra and Honeymaren Elsa it stopped and started projecting big bursts of ice on the ground, freezing several dozen meters around and then creating randomly shaped ice structures that made it difficult to pass through, together with some others that intended to be offensive, such as spikes and big columns with serrated edges. The hydra crashed into those obstacles destroying much of them with its momentum, but damaging itself as it did so, becoming enraged with pain and directing all its heads simultaneously at the Arendellian girl, who had nimbly begun to replicate that technique by running around the creature at a relatively safe distance, creating an icy battle stage over which she would have the advantage.

"Let's do this." Elsa said at the edge of her battle arena as she prepared to enter, creating a light ice armor of Greek influence over herself and even a Corinthian looking helmet. The armor was not designed to withstand the fangs of the beast or some knockout blow, it was only meant to prevent some superficial scratching of the creature's spikes from distracting her putting her in grave danger before a large number of heads functioning as one, thus prioritizing agility to move among them and evade its attacks.

When Elsa entered to fight with the hydra the heads began to attack her from all the flanks, but the icy environment worked for her, some heads were absorbed by the Queen's ice when they got very close to the floor or some of its structures, others were frozen together to make them clumsy and cumbersome, the young woman jumped nimbly between the beast's necks making the heads collide with each other, get in the way and even attack each other by mistake; the acrobatic strategy was an impressive thing for the young sorcerer to witness; to see her girlfriend face the beast efficiently with only the mastery of the magic that she has had since she was a child was a beautiful and captivating thing in its own way.

When enough time had passed and Honeymaren felt some freshness returning to her body she flew swiftly to the hydra, conjuring up a powerful ray that completely destroyed all the heads that were so far covered by ice and calling the attention of the creature, an opportunity that Elsa quickly took advantage of to move away and position herself in the direction of the trap they had created.

"Ready to run?" Honeymaren asked, descending beside his companion.

The creature's roars caused a great rumble as it ran, shattering Elsa's structures, hurting itself, but ignoring that in its anger and its desire to reach the young couple.

"Of course I am." Replied Elsa, undoing her armor.

When the time was right the young women began to run towards the frozen peak giving the hydra and its now more than fifty heads the feeling of being on the verge of reaching them and making it concentrate on them and not on its surroundings.

"When we are close I am going to open a portal at the base, I want you to jump through it, I will follow you a few seconds later." Shouted the young Northuldra to her partner as they ran.

"I'll do it!" Shouted Elsa.

A little less than a couple of minutes later the girls were already under the frozen peak ground, with the hydra following close behind, and as they were near the edge Honeymaren opened the portal and Elsa jumped through it, being transported to the far edge of the same depression in the mountain where they were, Honeymaren in turn swiftly conjured up the fortification spell by concentrating as much magic as she could on her right side and with all the strength she could muster she struck a powerful blow to the frozen base of the peak, causing great cracks instantly, propelling herself back with her legs as her feet touched the wall and then quickly leaping through the portal that would close behind her.

When the young sorcerer emerged from the portal at the opposite end of the site she could see in the distance how large fragments of ice and rock were falling on the hydra, crushing it incessantly until nothing visible remained of it.

"We did it!" Elsa shouted happily, taking Honeymaren by the waist and turning her over a few times, and then taking her in his arms like a princess, causing her to blush heavily as she was used to be the one carrying the other.

While Elsa had Honeymaren in her arms a magical flow began to circulate and when she wrapped them up a great burst took them back to the training room.

"You were wonderful." Honeymaren said, planting a kiss on the cheek of the young woman who was holding her as the remains of the hydra projection disappeared.

"Not as wonderful as you." Added Elsa, embarrassed by the compliment.

"Don't make me flood you with praise." The Northuldra girl replied cheerfully as her girlfriend lowered her.

The young couple shared some ideas as they rested lying on the floor, recalling some key parts of their training and feeling encouraged by what they had been able to achieve together.

It was already nightfall when the young women came out of the mirror dimension, ready to take a bath and go to sleep. Once in their room the girls undressed and walked to the shower, that unique miniature waterfall with hot water and surrounded by a beautiful glass that they had enjoyed so much and that they had thought so many times about replicating at home.

"Please open it completely." Elsa asked when Honeymaren took the crank that gradually removed the gutter cover that obstructed the flow of water.

"Oh... Thank you," Elsa said, clearly enjoying the water that bathed her body bathed after such strenuous training, making sure she was completely covered before she started washing her hair.

"It was nothing." Honeymaren said calmly.

"And... are you waiting for me to help you or...? Elsa asked as she rubbed soap over her body and saw that Honeymaren was just standing under the small waterfall staring at her.

"Oh! I..." Honeymaren began to say surprised, and then just sighed and laughed. Why do I even bother to make up an excuse?... your beauty caught me for a second." Said the young brunette approaching the exposed Snow Queen.

Only an instant passed when the young sorcerer had Elsa already lightly pressed against the crystal, her chest held firmly against her back, as her hands gently scanned north and south of the body of the unguarded, white skinned girl, aided in their agility and fluidity by the warm water that constantly descended upon the scene. The soft movements and constant gestures of approval that the young woman had learned to recognize in her companion began to placidly fill the atmosphere of the place as the hands of the young blonde tried to feel as much as they could of the girl standing behind her, bringing her face closer over her shoulder to be able to make fleeting, well synchronized kisses that complemented the soft movement and touch of their skin. As the passionate act continued both recognized by the memory of their intimacy that the climax of that beautiful conversation between their bodies was approaching when suddenly Honeymaren felt Elsa became tense.

"What's the matter?" Asked the dark-haired girl in a low, soft tone, trying not to kill the moment completely.

"Something moved." Said Elsa even more tense, and then she moved swiftly to the glass shower door, walked through it, picked up a towel from the wall hook, and went to the bathroom door, leaving a trail of water behind her; Honeymaren followed swiftly as she heard the peculiar noise of porcelain breaking; when she got out of the shower she could hardly believe her eyes.

The scene that the young sorcerer saw as she came out of the shower soaked and rushed would be hard to forget, her girlfriend was clearly upset, holding her towel around her as she saw how the Cloak of Levitation seemed paralyzed as she saw the flower vase of the dressing table next to the door broken on the floor; of course she was not able to see conventionally, but her neck and her position seemed to give a clear picture of where she was directing her attention, that a few seconds later would be suddenly directed between the face of her chosen mistress, her annoyed girlfriend and the vase she threw off, apparently frustrating her own escape, as if she could be reprehending herself how foolish she was and how she should have run away instead of stopping in surprise at the sound of it breaking.

"It was spying on us!" Elsa yelled annoyed looking at Honeymaren and then turned her attention back to the levitating garment, throwing blasts of ice at her and then chasing her down the hall to the living room with incessant freezing magic until, already frosted, the cloak opened the door and escaped through it, leaving behind her annoyed pursuer who limited herself to freezing the entire door as if hoping that that garment could never enter again.

"Sweetheart... Snowflake..." Honeymaren said reaching up the young queen's back, uncovered and with water dripping from her hair.

"She was spying on us Honey! I don't want you to use it anymore! I don't want you to let it pass! Nor that...!" Elsa began to exclaim when the Northuldra girl just hugged her. The Arendellian girl, so exalted to that point, ended up calming down when she felt that skin against hers again, dropping her towel so she could hug her and feel the soft union of their bodies once more. After a few seconds the young blonde just sighed.

"What she did wasn't right..." Elsa said, picking up her towel from the floor, taking her girlfriend by the arm and heading back to the bathroom, freezing the trail of water that they had both left on their way back.

"It wasn't, but even if she's alive she's not a person, maybe she was curious... besides... I don't blame her for wanting to see you, she wouldn't be the first to get lost in your beauty this afternoon," Honeymaren said jokingly as they entered the bathroom and Elsa locked the door, then she slapped her partner hard on the arm. "Ouch!"

Once back in the shower Elsa continued with her daily bathing routine, Honeymaren imitated her for a few minutes, although the more time passed the more she felt the tension building up in her body, the young woman had never been in a situation where they were interrupted in that way.

"Hey... Snowflake," said Honeymaren standing a few inches behind Elsa. "I know what just happened was sudden and upsetting, but... I was wondering if, maybe... you'd like to..."

"I thought you wouldn't mention it anymore." Elsa said suddenly, as if she were just waiting for her beloved to make the first move.

The Snow Queen began the intimate scene again, kissing her girlfriend with a growing frenzy like a flame that is fed shortly before it is extinguished; gradually recovering its strength, warming everything around it. A short time passed before the hands of the young blonde began to leave the face and back of the brunette girl seeking to recognize more delicate areas of her being when the Northuldra girl grabbed her by the arms gently but firmly to pin her against the glass again; but this time with her body towards her, her arms folded behind her back, immobilized by the position. Little by little the lips of the young sorcerer descended from the mouth of her beloved to her neck, then took some time in the contoured shapes of her chest and when she finished there continued with their descent, all this in a rhythmic and seductive cycle that seemed to synchronize perfectly with the caresses of her hands and the small outbursts of her body when she felt a sudden and pleasant pulse caused by the actions of her partner. The sound of the young women's accelerated breathing and passionate voices filled the air again with that special sensation in which nothing mattered to the couple more than their beloved and the warmth of their body.

Eventually the mouth of the Northuldra girl descended beyond the soft abdomen and the fine hip of her girlfriend, reaching that zone where the young woman she loved was most defenseless before the delicate and intimate touch of her lips, which ended up making her shake immediately, it was there when the young Queen freed her hands and impulsively took her beloved by the hair, giving her small, almost unnecessary guides, as the young brunette already knew what was pleasing to her partner... even so, taking Honeymaren's pretty brown hair, directing her with her hands, ended up giving Elsa a satisfying feeling that added to all the others that were flooding her at that moment. The tension in the young Queen's body increased, leading her to stand on her tiptoes against the crystal and begin to move her body in rhythmic movements that were more and more consecutive, a rhythm to which the young sorcerer coupled herself to guide her beloved to the lively moment of liberation that she knew she desired even more after it had been denied before.

As the young blonde's hip movement became even more frequent, the brown haired girl incorporated the soft but firm touch of her fingers, and after doing so the intimate interaction began to rise uninterruptedly to a climax until every nerve in the young queen's body, from her head to her curled toes, resounded in a blissful orchestra of pleasure and satisfaction.

When the ecstatic electric pulses ceased to travel through Elsa's body she let herself fall gently in the arms of Honeymaren, who held her upright after her legs gave way as the tension that had built up during intimacy was released.

"That was amazing," Elsa said, seeing Honeymaren with an expression of absolute relaxation and then huddling against her chest.

"Magic hands." Said Honeymaren smiling, raising her hand that wasn't holding Elsa against herself to project a little magical heart into the air and then make it disappear, as if it were fireworks.

The young women rested a little snuggled under the soft touch of the water that fell on them, then finished their bath and wrapped in their robes set out to go to sleep.

Both girls sat side by side on the edge of the bed, brushing their hair. Elsa ended up a little earlier, looking towards the little magical balcony of their room and letting out a sigh.

"Are you worried?" Honeymaren asked, leaving her brush on her bedside table and taking Elsa's to do the same.

"No, it's not that... Well, maybe a little, but I know that worrying now won't help and that getting a good night's rest will be crucial for tomorrow," the girl said, turning to her partner. "So for today, let's pretend it's a normal night. Yes?" Elsa added, stealing a quick kiss on Honeymaren's lips, putting on the purple sleeping dress the Northuldra girl liked so much and then putting aside the sheets, instructing her girlfriend to get into bed.

The young sorceress surrendered with a smile to the indication of her beloved, put on her nightgown and positioned herself as usual so that Elsa could fit on her chest and intertwine her legs with hers, ready to rest comfortably with the help of the calm and satisfaction that the union of their bodies made them feel.

Once comfortable Elsa yawned as Honeymaren caressed her hair.

"Sleep well Honey." Elsa said, rubbing herself slightly on Honeymaren's chest to fall asleep.

"Sweet Dreams Snowflake." Honeymaren said, and almost at the same time both girls fell asleep.