Ch. 1

"Oh, Elsa! Elsa!" Anna rushed into the study. "I am just thinking if this is possible, but you'll love the idea..."

"Hold it, slow down." Elsa interrupted. "Slow down and organize your speech."

Anna panted for a while and giggled. Elsa looked at her sister as if she had not ever seen such an eccentric princess.

"Kristoff and I are thinking if it is possible to have a...you know…" Anna began. "A…you know…an open day or something."

Elsa raised her eyebrows, then she caught a glimpse of three small heads near the bottom of the wall. They popped up slowly and disappeared behind the wall suddenly. Eavesdropping again, Elsa thought. But then, she chose to ignore them, for a while.

"What open day?" Elsa asked.

"The last time when the guests came here was ten years ago." Anna began her long explanation. "I know we have some balls these years, but we are inviting only a few ones, Kristoff says there are less then 50 guests."

"What kind of guests do you want?" Elsa asked when she saw the popping heads again. "Give me the names, I might as well consider them."

"Well, someone who is about Andrea and Fredrick's age." Anna replied dreamily as if she had never seen anyone in her children's age. "Perhaps 8, or 9, or even 10."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Of course. There would be so much fun."

"Remember, you're 29, not 19."

"But the children would love it. Gliding around the halls, stuffing chocolate in your mouth and dancing and—"

"—And get overheard by your children." Elsa finished the sentence.

"Wait what?"

"Prince and princesses should not be hiding themselves behind the wall and eavesdrop on adults' conversation." Elsa said loudly. "Children, is that clear enough?"

Giggles rang across the study and three youngsters came out from behind the wall, with their hands at the back, pretending that they were innocent and well-behaving. The tallest one had blonde hair which resembled his father's, with blue eyes and light freckles on his nose. The girl next to him was his sister, four years younger than him. Her strawberry blonde hair reminded Elsa of little Anna fourteen years ago. A 5-year-old version of Anna with light brown eyes, she thought.

The older girl on the right kept staring at the floor where blue glittering frost stayed, obviously afraid of meeting her mother's eyes. A small version of me with greyish-blue eyes, Elsa smiled at the thought. But then, she covered up her emotions with by clearing her throat.

"Fredrick, what you do want to say for this?" Anna asked angrily, though Elsa was perfectly sure that her sister was just pretending.

"It wasn't my fault, mom." The boy said and pointed at his sister. "Andrea said she wanted to know—"

"Fredrick said it first!" The smallest girl yelled.

"You said that at the first place!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Children?" Elsa hissed.

Elsa spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word. Unlike her sister, Elsa had the gift of keeping the children silent without effort. She exhaled a deep sigh, knowing that the conversation could not be kept secret for long due to Anna's talkative nature.

"Now, you two, go find your father, I need a private talk with your mother." Elsa had decided that she would not tell the children anything about the matter. "And Estelle?"

She glanced at her daughter. Estelle was obviously not listening much, all she did was kept staring the patterns on the floor, frost grew underneath her feet.

"Yes, Mama?" She finally blurted out some words.

"Go find your Papa and have your lessons."

"Please, Aunt Elsa. Let Estelle come and play with us." Andrea begged.

"Not now." Elsa said firmly. "Go now, all of you."

Knowing her begging was useless, Andrea pursed her lips and hurried out of the room with her brother, followed by Estelle, who walked gracefully and closed the door softly.

After Elsa was assured that the children were away, she turned to Anna.

"Please, Elsa. The children would love it."

"You seem to be the most interested, rather than the children."

"You will allow, won't you?"

Elsa hesitated, and gave a small nod. Anna's smile grew broader as she saw that.

"Yes! I know you would love it too!" Anna giggled with excitement and hugged the queen tightly.

Feeling a bit awkward, she gently pushed Anna away.

"But I have to ask Erik for that."

"Yeah, he's the king, he is the greatest." Anna agreed. "Okay, I'm off. Kristoff is probably offloading the ice blocks now."

Without waiting for a reply, she quickly dashed out of the room. Elsa beamed at her sister's funny behaviour, and sat back on her chair, enjoying the sunlight that shone on her face.