Anna

Some people are worth melting for.

It took her several years to realize that Elsa wasn't coming out of her room anytime soon. It was even more obvious that her parents weren't going to pay her any attention. Although all of these realizations began to weigh down on her, Anna couldn't have felt any more alone. The snow fell delicately to the ground outside covering Arendelle in a beautiful blanket of white that the citizens seemed to enjoy. However, in the castle where the royal family resided - there was nothing but the constant bustling of the servants and the wandering princess who looked on with dim teal eyes. She couldn't have felt more alone than she had at that moment. Dragging along a doll with white hair in pigtails along with a brown one that had its hair in a french braid, she let out a sigh hoping to be heard by at least one of the servants that passed her by. Though it seemed that no one noticed her, and Anna's shoulders slumped as she looked to the ground. Eventually, she found herself in the hallway full of paintings and she abandoned the dolls at the doorway to climb upon one of the couches.

Bringing her legs to her chest, she folded her arms on top of them and buried her face in them. Soft sobs came from the little girl as she let out all of her sadness and frustration. Ever since she woke up from that wondrous dream of playing with Elsa in the snow, things had become different. She remember awakening with only her bed in her room, and her sister closing the door on her. She remembered her parents averting their eyes and retreating into their room with only a kiss to her forehead before the lights went out. She could remember the first snow that fell and running to Elsa's door to try and get her to come out but there was no sound. She couldn't hear a thing behind the door and it broke her heart, day after day she continued to knock but Elsa wouldn't come out. Now Anna was ten years old, and she was alone.

Her parents would greet her at the dining table during each meal but they would always eat in silence. Whenever she'd try to create some type of conversation, they would respond with curt nods or short answers before the silence consumed them again. It was suffocating and Anna would often head into the courtyard to gaze at the closed gates wondering if there was someone out there that would pay her attention. There were some days that she would sit near Elsa's door and knock praying that her sister would answer her call. However, her latest attempts were only rewarded with silence or a quick 'Go away, Anna'. Was she that much of a nuisance that no one wanted anything to do with her? Curling her fingers into her arms, she held fast to her skin trying to quell the tears that were falling down her cheeks. Was it something that she had done? Was that why her family was avoiding her? What could she do to fix it? None of the answers were adding up and it was breaking her down more and more, she was ready to snap.

Something warm wrapped around her shoulders alerting her from the depths of her sadness, and slowly she lifted her head. Almost like a distant stranger, she could barely recognize the face of her own mother who was also marred with tears. The woman fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around Anna's shoulders to pull her into a close embrace. Her own mother's warmth felt so foreign against her body and she reached out from the blanket draped around her to return the hug. She could hear her mother whispering soft words into her shoulder but they were inaudible to her ears. However one phrase had caught her ear:

I'm sorry.

Anna's eyes softened and she looked towards the doorway to where her father stood. The man stiffened upon their eyes meeting before looking away and heading down the hallway. Even she could see the difference in her father's posture, he was slouching slightly and his eyes had darkened circles underneath him. Her mother's face was marred with tears and she seemed far more tired than usual. Perhaps she had been wrong, perhaps her parents were suffering far more than she was at Elsa's self-imposed exile. They hadn't meant to abandon her, they were trying to keep her from seeing them in such a state. Anna could feel her heart lift from the depths and a small smile formed on her face as she buried her face in her mother's shoulder while the two clung to one another. She would try hard to stay strong for her parents, and she wouldn't give up on asking Elsa to come out from her room. There would be no way that she'd allow this little wave of sadness to knock her down.

Little did she know, the storm would soon come.

Elsa

She covered her ears feeling tears running down her cheeks as the storm continued to rage. Ice covered the walls and crept up the window pane causing frost to appear. Her eyes widened and she wiped at her face quickly begging it to stop as she held her arms around her body. How many years had it been since she had confined herself to her room? So many days spent cooped up here, reading books and her only constant companion being her father and mother. How many years had it been since she saw the sun? Felt the warmth of the rays against her back? How long had it been since she had seen her sun..? The thought of a fiery haired little girl with teal eyes formed in her mind. Anna's smile radiating throughout all of the sadness and doubt that often formed in her mind's eye. She could see her younger sister prancing about in the snow that she created and giggling, waving at her with one hand. She could see Olaf and Anna behind him speaking for him and asking for warm hugs. A small smile formed on her face and the ice began to recede at the thoughts of her younger sister.

Anna, her sun. Anna, her constant companion. Anna, her beloved little sister. She would do anything for Anna, she'd sacrifice anything for Anna but now when she needed her most - she wasn't there for her. Elsa could feel her chest constricting and she curled her fingers into fists clutching the fabric of her dress. She could remember her sister falling from her perch unconscious, she could remember the image that the trolls had shown her of her future. She had to control this power if not for her then for Anna. Perhaps one day, they could be together and everything would be fine. Perhaps one day, she could explain to Anna why she had to leave her alone for so long and they could be sisters again - hand in hand. However, that day was not today and as Elsa peeked out of her room at her younger sister who walked away after being rejected once again; she could feel a pang of hurt in her chest.

A rapping at the door knocked her out of her reverie, and she lurched up quickly prepared to deny Anna's request once again. However, the voice that greeted her was much older and it caused her mouth to fall open in surprise. Who was that? Whose voice was that? She crept towards the door and peeped through the keyhole noticing a familiar lock of fiery red hair. Anna? She could hear her younger sister's voice pleading with her to come out of the room, mentioning how their parents were gone and how she needed her. But she couldn't leave now. She couldn't control the power. Elsa was torn between responding to her sister and the fear of hurting her again. Turning around to place her back against the door, she slid down onto her bum and pulled her knees to her chest.

Anna's pleas ceased and there was silence between them, the only sound being heard was the rain falling against the window pane. Tears formed and Elsa gritted her teeth as the ice continued to dart to every part of the room as her emotions deepened into despair. Once again, she had failed Anna. She wasn't able to control this storm inside and she failed her younger sister once again. Perhaps one day, the two of them could bridge the gap and become sisters again.

Ha.

Elsa could feel the cruel laughter within her own mind as she laughed at her insecurities, as she laughed at the fact that it would even be possible. She and Anna lived in two different worlds. Anna could be in the sun, Anna could be loved by everyone, and she couldn't. She was unable to be loved or understood by others because she was a monster.

Conceal

Don't feel

Don't let it show

Now that her parents were gone, she'd have to become queen soon. If she made one mistake, then everyone would know.