No

A thought crossed Anna's mind. Slowly, she sidled up to her brother, gently tracing a finger across his abs. "No," she said, though she stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked it seductively. "You will not have the honours."

Elliott's face grew red. "Why ever not?"

"Well, I don't want you to." She smiled coyly at him. "Is that not reason enough?"

With a thought, his aggression intensified. His body heated up, and she could almost see steam rising from his skin.

"That is not reason enough!" he snapped, not noticing how his voice had lowered to a bestial growl. "I am the most worthy man in the land to breed you. There is no-one bigger than I, nor more able."

Anna pretended to think for a second. "What about Gjurd? I like him in bed plenty. Perhaps I'll go fetch him."

Another thought and Elliott grew, a hulking 10 foot behemoth that could crush Anna under a single finger. His head smashed through the roof as he drew himself up to his full height, mountainous muscles rippling with strength and barely-contained anger.

"I will breed you, Anna! That is an order. In fact, by the king of Arendelle, I hearby proclaim that I am the ONLY one who may breed you!" He swiped her up in his hand. Each finger was as long as her arm. "You are mine," he hissed. "I own you."

A shiver of lust ran down Anna's spine. "Oh, yes, Elliott. I am yours, and yours alone. But can you prove to me that you are worthy of keeping me?"