"She's your sister now, alright Elsa?"

Elsa opened her eyes. The same room she had known for her entire life danced across her vision and made her sigh heavily as she started to wake from her slumber. It was cold, as usual, and snowflakes floated across her room. "Again..?" Elsa whined as she sat up to explore the damage she had caused her poor room.

The room was filled with ice and snow, nothing less of the snow queen. Elsa immediately raised her hand and clenched it tight, causing the snow to disperse at once. The Queen smiled and closed her eyes once more, hoping she could fall back into a deep sleep as she had been before the abrupt awakening of her dream.

That dream, so many times it had played over and over again but still Elsa found no solution to it. That dream of her as a small child, her papa talking to her slowly and kind. The dream she could remember bit by bit until she opened her eyes for the first time every morning. That dream she had about a time long ago when Anna and she were so little.

"Anna.." Elsa whispered out into the quiet room. As if in response to the Queen, a loud knock rang out and caused Elsa to sit up in her bed. "Queen Elsa…?" a voice called; a servant. "Yes?" Elsa replied, getting up from her bed. She knew exactly why they had knocked on her door, knowing her typical days' work it was usually a meeting of some sort. "Queen Elsa, our neighboring kingdom is here to visit with you…about a trade question I assume." The servant said in an almost annoyed tone.

Elsa smiled; she knew how much the staff hated early visitors. "I'll be out soon, please put some tea on for our guests." She asked and scurried towards her dresser to pick out her typical garments. She could hear the footsteps of the servant echo down the hallway, hurried of course to attend the guests. "The dream will have to wait.." Elsa thought aloud, unsure when she would get another chance to think this freely and calmly for the day.

Throwing on her typical blue dress, long and warm, Elsa quickly dressed to play the part of the graceful Queen she was known as. She brushed and managed her hair, topped with her crown that had to be replaced after losing it in her ice castle and made sure to put on a pair of gloves. The gloves were not a necessity anymore; still Elsa continued to wear them as often as possible. She cringed at the idea of losing her temper with a guest and quite possibly freezing the whole room.

Before long, Elsa was dressed and looking very important. She smiled once more at her reflection in the mirror and then set off towards the entrance of the castle. Her mind, although trying to stay on task, wandered back and forth on the dreams she had the night before.