A/N This is my first fanficiton, so please be gentle! I do plan on updating as inspiration strikes, but it may be awhile between chapters.

*I do NOT own Frozen, or its characters. (It wouldn't be fanfiction then, would it?)

** I DO however, claim Carolina (pronounced Carol-ee-na) as mine. :)

ENJOY!

"How's your day been?" Anna asked the young girl cheerfully. Her excitement flowed in such an overwhelming gush that she simply slurred the sentence into one long word rather than slow herself down pausing for breath.

Carolina smiled at her from the mirror in the large vanity. She had never met someone like Anna before; full of such life that she surely would bust into a million brightly colored pieces of confetti paper at any moment. It was refreshing for her. She couldn't help but love the youthful princess who wore a smile as natural as others wore clothing.

"Full," she replied simply, running a brush through her short, dark hair.

"May I?" Anna asked expectantly, gesturing to the brush in Carolina's small hand. The girl obliged without hesitation, and let her eyes fall closed as Anna began to gently pull the brush through her brunette locks.

Carolina's hair positively fascinated Anna, though she would never say it aloud. She was still learning what things were considered rude to say, and had been working very hard with Elsa to learn which inner thoughts needed to stay on the inside. Needless to say, it was stressful. She never meant to hurt anyone's feelings with anything she said, words had just never been her strong suit. When she had a thought, her mouth simply spoke it for her. After the Thaw, when Elsa had began to spend more and more time with her little sister, she let her know with a delicate touch that this was not an acceptable practice for a princess. Anna agreed with a heavy sigh, wanting nothing more than to please her sister and make her proud.

As she continued to stroke Carolina's hair ever so carefully, she recalled Elsa saying that the girl was not from this place, and therefore, would most likely be very different from the girls of Arendelle. And while Anna thought that she had understood and appreciated this at the time, (because really, how many people had she actually 'known' in her life, so how different could someone really be), Carolina truly was different. It was a good different, though.

Anna thought she remembered Elsa saying that the girl was no more than fifteen, but she did not look it. She had been astounded at how small the visitor actually was. When Carolina had first met the Queen and Princess less than a week ago, Anna had to resist taking the girl in her arms like a small child and swing her around in a hug. At the time, she thought she saw a look flicker across her elder sister's face that said she wanted to do the same thing, but she discarded the theory quickly. Elsa was far too 'grown up' for that. Besides, she had made it perfectly clear that they were not keeping the child, just watching over her for a friend. Anna hadn't thought to press the fact that she and Elsa had very few friends; she was simply too enthralled about meeting the girl.

"What'd ya do?" She chirped, running her clumsy fingers through the wisps of hair that curled ever so slightly above the girl's baby-sized ears. Carolina squinted her eyes in thought.

"Well . . . First I had some breakfast in the dining hall. I ate some of the most amazing red jam on my bread –"

"Isn't that stuff the best?!" Anna interrupted in excitement. Carolina nodded with a giggle. Eating on her own that morning had made her unashamed to help herself to several portions of the delicious treat.

"Then I wandered down to the stables to meet the horses you couldn't say enough about. I'm sorry, Princess, but those things are just as terrifying as I thought they would be."

At that, Anna laughed. It was a bright sound that filled the room like a peal of silver bells. While reminding the girl to please call her only 'Anna,' she silently determined to help her conquer a fear she thought to be a little silly before her stay was over. Perhaps tomorrow, even.

"After that, I explored the town a little, familiarizing myself, you know. I got some of the most beautiful flowers I've ever seen. They don't seem to grow that bright where I'm from. I was hoping to give them to the queen as a small token of thanks for her hospitality."

"I'm sure she'd love that," Anna agreed with a wide smile.

She silently wondered with a small part of her mind if it would be possible to braid Carolina's hair. Probably not, she answered herself, now playing with it more than actually brushing. It's even shorter than Kristoff's hair, but far too fair to be considered 'boyish.'

Carolina was still talking, however.

Focus, Anna, she commanded herself.

" . . . And they were very spirited players, to say the least, but I think I kept up with them well. I hit the ball every time, and it was pretty fun.

"Anyway, when the sun started to go down, they all had to go home for the night, so I came back here. Kai informed me we would be having supper shortly, so I came up here to wash up. I've been so preoccupied today, that I didn't realize I had missed lunch until a few moments ago." At that, Carolina's stomach growled in agreement, and she and Anna shared a laugh.

"Why don't we head downstairs, then? Elsa can't start without us!" She took Carolina's small hand without a thought and lead her through the door. "Well, I guess she can, being the queen and all, but she wouldn't. She loves me too much."

Carolina simply nodded, allowing Anna to guide her by the hand. She had only known the Queen and Princess for a few short days, but she could feel the love they shared. It was tangible, even when they spoke of one another. It made her smile. For the briefest of moments, she even allowed herself to want the same thing.