I looked out over the nearly-empty ballroom, with only the castle servants rushing around, preparing for the ceremony. It's been five years since Anna and Kristoff got together, and now they were getting married, with my blessing. I smiled softly to myself, remembering how antsy and excited she was while she was having her dress fitted. It was adorable and sweet. I looked at how the main hall was decorated. It was beautiful with giant snowflakes on the wall, placed there by me. The light from the chandelier glittered brilliantly against the ice, casting prismatics against the ground.

Anna walked in, dressed in her gown. It was grand and billowy, colored in a light green with beautiful, intricate embroidery. Her hair was nicely pulled back into a bun, and her face was glowing with a bright smile. "You look wonderful," I smiled warmly as she walked in.

Anna chuckled softly. "Thank you. Maybe someday you'll find someone you love just the way I love Kristoff."

"I don't think that's very likely," I slipped out a gentle smirk. I turned around to see that my royal advisor was approaching me, all dressed in formalwear and ready for the ceremony. It was like Coronation Day, but it didn't have the aura of fear and anxiety I had on that day. Today was happiness. My sister found the one she truly loved, and I felt almost free from the fear of my powers. Of course, there are those moments when those worries come back, and then there are the stresses of ruling Arendelle.

Every day, there were so many edicts, documents, and petitions I had to deal with, and then there were things such as economics and foreign politics to deal with. Sometimes, I wished I could just study geometry and architecture instead, but I had my duties.

The advisor bowed to me. "Your majesty, the castle is ready for the ceremony. Should we let the guests in?"

I smiled. "Commence the ceremony."

After a long ceremony of official vows, the reception was held in the ballroom. I watched the people dance as my advisor told me about a suitor. "You're not getting any younger, your majesty. You have to find a suitor to bring an heir to the throne before you are past your prime." I maintained the appearance of listening, but in reality, I didn't want to hear it. The last thing I wanted was for marriage to be a duty. I mostly thought to myself as he nagged me, watching Anna dance with Kristoff through the corner of my eye. "You should consider searching for an eligible suitor soon, your majesty." I sighed quietly with relief when he left.

I simply watched rather than danced. I was tired, and it didn't appeal to me. I smiled when I saw Anna so happy and joyful, but I was so glad when the ceremony was over. I quickly went to my room and flopped on the bed, sighing.

I heard a knock on the door. "Your majesty, you have a visitor requesting your company."

I sighed, getting up and hoping it wasn't one of those suitors. I saw a husky woman dressed in opulent regalia. Her dark hair was tied into a bun with a bejeweled crown atop her head. Next to her was a girl in a simple white dress and curly golden-blonde hair. "I am Morana Chernobog, Empress of the Markovich Empire," The husky woman announced. Her voice was full-bodied and heavy, like an opera singer's. She bowed as she spoke. "Queen Elsa, I request asylum in Arendelle. I'll supply Arendelle with great riches of jewelry and spices if you do."

"Asylum?" I asked, confused. I was curious why an apparently powerful woman was requesting asylum. I was curious exactly what kind of threat this woman was facing.

"I've been receiving horrendously disturbing letters from an anonymous author, threatening me with death and threatening to use my older sister for evil. I was hoping‒with how you can protect Arendelle with your powers of ice‒that you could graciously extend that for my sister. She also has something you would have experience with."

I looked at the husky woman and then to the smaller lady. The lady had narrow and graceful features. I looked back up to the husky woman, and I understood her dilemma. "Fine, I promise to take care of your sister. She may stay at the castle, and I promise to take care of her. I understand what it is like to have a sister." I gave the woman a smile. I assumed that what the woman meant by her sister having experiences just like I did, she meant powers. It seemed unbelievable, like a dream. I've never known someone to have powers like me. "Do you mean that she is a sorceress, like me?"

The golden-haired woman spawned a glowing orb in her hand that casted dancing lights in the room. The light shined off the snowflake decorations, shining even more brilliantly than the chandelier. Heat radiated from the flowing white light. The golden-haired woman looked up at me with a soft smile and brightness in her golden hazel eyes. "I'm Svetlana," She had a light yet soft voice. "Nice to meet you, Queen Elsa."