Elsa had never been so nervous in her life. She was nearly holding her breath as he flipped through the pages of her elegant handwriting. She began to fidget with her hands, feeling the power shooting through them and causing a tingling sensation of massive proportion. This was not good. Her magic was starting to push through her and she could feel the car start to get cold under her butt and the ice began to crawl up the back of the chair making looking designs and shapes as it crawled up the back, the blue a lighter color of her dark blue dress. 

 When he said that it was something he could see doing and on time, she found herself leaning forward, staring him down with those large innocent blue eyes watching him closely. Maybe she did take after her little sister… just a bit, considering that she was staring him down with innocent, almost pouting and pleading eyes much like her sister did to get what she would want. It’s rather humorous because she never really thought it was something that would work. But as he stuck out his hand, Elsa leaned back against the chair, feeling all the ice dissipate from the back of the chair. 

“We have a deal.” She repeated with a nod and reached out her hand and shook his with a firm authority style grip. She wasn’t going to cheat him out of anything and if he was a friend of Kristoff’s, she could only hope that he would be able to provide a good service. As they let go of hands she picked up her glass of wine and took a small sip before continuing. “Would you prefer to work from your own forge and bring things back; or would you feel comfortable using the one here in the castle? If you’d prefer your own forge, I understand and can send people to pick up the supplies from you when they are completed but if you choose to stay we can provide you a room here in the castle and provide you with food and anything you may need. Free of charge I assure you.”