Elsa noticed that her mother was a bit different. She had a large abdomen and it got larger and rounder as days passed by. She did not know what it was, and she feared that her mother might be ill.

"Mama, are you feeling alright?" asked Elsa worriedly.

"Of course, Elsa," replied the Queen. "Come here, and listen to its life."

The room became silent and Elsa leaned against her abdomen. The steady pulse and its movement rang through her mind. Though being awed, she could not help feeling anxious about her mother.

"Mama, is it some kind of illness?" asked Elsa. "I've heard that there is a thing called tuna and it can kill people."

The Queen could not stop chuckling and she patted her daughter's head.

"It's tumour, T-U-M-O-U-R," said the Queen. "And this is not a tumour, Elsa. You're going to be a proud sister."

Proud sister? Elsa did not understand. She tilted her head and waited for her mother's explanation. The Queen smiled and embraced her.

"Is my little sister inside your body?" asked Elsa.

"Yes, and you're going to meet her in a couple of months later."

"But the books say the storks deliver babies to all homes," said Elsa.

"No, babies lived in here before they are born, inside here is having a process called the creation of life."

"Creation of life?"

"You'll understand later, when you grow up."

"Will you love me less?" asked Elsa. "Mia says that when sisters and brothers come to the family, the older sibling will soon be forgotten and Mama and Papa will not like her."

"No, of course not," said the Queen. "Mama will love you just the same."

"So does Papa?"

"So does Papa."

"Will I have to share my bedroom with my baby sister?"

"We're having a large house here, so you can choose to share or having a separate bedroom, but we'll decide it later," replied the Queen. "But the baby can be a baby brother, don't you want a brother?"

"No, I want a sister," said Elsa. "Will she have ice power like me?"

The little girl looked at her hands, which was in the gloves that her father gave her. She wanted to have a sister but she did not know if her sister would have the same power as she did. Suddenly, she remembered a question that she had wanted to know since her first day in nursery.

"Mama, why does everyone call me a princess?" asked Elsa. "Mia and the others called me a princess."

"Because Mama is a Queen, and Papa is a King."

"Why would you suddenly become the King and Queen?"

"That is passed through generations, your grandparents, great-grandparents…and many before. One day, you'll become a queen too."

"But you're the Queen, why would I suddenly become the Queen? Do you have retirement age when you are a Queen? So does that mean I will be an old lady when I'm the Queen?"

The Queen tried to make things simple, but finding it difficult to explain the concept. So she just simply hugged her child and kissed her forehead.

"Someday, you'll know."

"Will she become the Queen too?" asked Elsa while pointing at her mother's abdomen. "She's also a princess if I'm one too."

"But she will have less chance than you to become the Queen, it's your destiny to become the Queen of Arendelle. And she will be your right hand."


Elsa watched her mother lying on the bed and the doctor put on a pile of translucent and sticky gel on her mother's round abdomen. Then the doctor gently rubbed the abdomen with a white microphone. There was a loud popping sound and Elsa could see a person-like figure on the doctor's computer screen. The King patted her shoulder and told her to wait patiently.

"See your sister, Elsa?" said the King. "See her hands moving?"

"I told you it is going to be a sister," said Elsa proudly to her parents.

"Mr. Hanson, is my girl going well?" asked the Queen.

"Of course, Your Majesty," replied Mr. Hanson. "Fit as a fiddle. The due date should be around late March to early April, just in time for the having the first breath of spring."

"Your Majesty," said Kai, who was at the door, bowing deeply. "The reporters are outside, waiting for the news."

"Oh, not again," said the Queen as she got off bed with the assistance of the King.

"We'll just publish an announcement in the website, then we don't have to answer that much," suggested the King and he propped his wife towards the door.

"Okay."

"Tell the lady-in-waiting to type it online," said the King to Kai.

"Yes, Your Majesty," said Kai and he dialled the phone.

"Elsa, go into the car first," said the King.

"Why, Papa? I want to walk with Mama," said Elsa as she was pushed towards the lift, waiting for the King's appropriate explanation.

"Go now, Elsa, be good," said the King and the lift door opened. "Mama and Papa will come later, just go straight into the car, don't answer any questions, okay?"

Before Elsa could answer, the lift door closed and went down. Kai was standing at the corner, but he did not talk with the princess. As the door opened again, she went out and blinding flashes appeared, and Elsa blocked them with her hands until she got into the limousine and closed the curtains. Kai got off the limousine and went back to the hospital, leaving Elsa alone with the chauffeur. The chauffeur was resting and scrolled down the schedules in his phone. It seemed so silent in the limousine that she could not help lifting the curtains a little and peeked outside. The journalists were all gathering at the hospital entrance, flashing their lights at the door and waited impatiently. Then, she saw her parents coming out with the guidance of Kai. The journalists kept on raising their cameras and muttering very quickly. It took a while before they could get into the limousine and drove away. The Queen gently stroked her abdomen and smiled amiably.

"Elsa," said the Queen suddenly. "What do you want to call your sister?"

"You mean I suggest a name?" asked Elsa.

The Queen nodded.

"Well…" said Elsa and she gazed at the book in her hand, featuring a brown-haired girl with a big round brimmed hat. "What about Pollyanna?"

"That sounds like a good idea," said the Queen.

"But…no…the name looks somehow weird, what about Anna?" asked the little princess. "It looks more royalty like. I remember that there's a Queen once called Anna."

"You've been reading Russian history in my study again, haven't you?" asked the King, who was beaming at his daughter

"I just wanted to find something interesting," said Elsa. "Then I saw the book on your desk and the page is about someone called Anna."

The King patted his daughter's head and she rested her head on her father's laps.


Elsa had already forgotten how long she had stayed in the corridor. Starting from morning, she had been sitting there, and watched her father pacing impatiently, waiting for the appearance of the Queen. Kai would sometimes bring Elsa food and books, but she had grown bored of reading for the whole day, and she wanted to do something different.

"Papa, when's Mama coming out?" asked Elsa.

"Just wait for a bit more," replied the King.

"Your Majesty, the princess has been waiting since this morning," reported Kai, hoping that the King would realize the underlying meaning.

The King looked at his daughter for quite a while, then he bent down and couched before Elsa,

"Do you want to go home?" asked the King. "It's ten now and you still need to go to school tomorrow."

"I can wait," replied Elsa, who began to yawn and rub her eyes.

The King ordered Kai to bring over a blanket and a pillow, then he stared at the door as if he could hear the scream inside. Once the sleeping kit was brought to Elsa, she immediately lay on the bench and took a rest.

Deep in her dream, she could hear a faint cry of a new life, but she could not recognize the voice, still it seemed to be familiar, yet new. The feeling was peculiar that she could not help smiling.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, it's a baby girl, nearly 20 inches and 7.15 pounds," said a voice.

"But Elsa was barely 18 inches and just a bit more than 6 pounds at birth," said the male voice.

"That depends on the weeks and other side factors," said the first voice. "Still, both of your daughters are healthy and completely fine at birth."

"Thank you," said the male voice and a wheel rolling sound came.

Elsa rubbed her eyes and got up, the image of her father swarm into view. The King was bending down beside a portable bed and kissed the Queen's cheek.

"Elsa, come over here," said the Queen exhaustedly.

Elsa obeyed and she walked to her mother, her mother stroked her cheek and smiled.

"Mama, can I go see my sister?" asked Elsa.

"Okay, but then you have to go to bed," said the King.

Elsa followed her father to the infant incubator and he lifted her up. The baby was different from what Elsa had expected. The baby's skin was wrinkled and its body was swollen. There were a few strawberry blonde hair and limbs suddenly spread out for quite a few times.

"Papa, why does she look so ugly?" asked Elsa.

The King chuckled and replied,

"All babies are like that, you were exactly as your sister as birth, only your hair colour is lighter."

"Really?" asked Elsa and she frowned. "But she looks like as if she had eaten too much."

"Because this is the first time babies face coldness," explained the King. "They need fat to keep warm."

"Oh, so when will she starting talking?"

"It won't happen until a couple of months later, just be patient."

"Papa, when do I start to talk?"

"Well…"

The King looked at Kai, seeking for help. Kai cleared his mouth reported,

"Five and a half months, Your Majesty."

"Papa, will Anna talk at five and a half months too?"

"That depends on the baby, everyone begins at different time."

The King placed Elsa back onto the floor and she jumped across the room and climbed up onto the chair, looking at her mother.

"Mama, when can Anna go home?"

"Probably two or three days later," said the Queen. "Until the doctors say she is healthy enough to go home."

Elsa nodded and she yawned, her eyelids were dropping and she could feel her mind getting heavier. Kai picked her up and sent her back home. But that night, she could not sleep as usual, thinking that she would be a proud sister made her excited, who didn't want a sister?


The fat had slowly shrunk and the hair had grown longer as the months flew by, Elsa had already attached to the baby sister. Every day when she came back from school, she would immediately take a look at her sister and she would move her desk towards the crib, doing her homework while looking at the baby. As the servants place the newspapers in the basket, she could see her father and sister were on the headline, she remembered her mother had mentioned once she was also on the headline, the royal family, including her grandparents and other royal families in other countries would celebrate and congratulate on the family.

"Are you hungry, Anna?" asked Elsa and she jumped off from her chair, looking at the infant with fondness. "Do you want some milk?"

The baby's blue eyes shone at her and she waved her arms happily. Then, she tried to sit up and smile at her sister, grasping the crib bars and babbling something that Elsa could not quite understand.

"What do you want, Anna?"

The baby squealed and clapped her hands, waving her arms. Elsa tilted her head and tickled the baby's tummy. Anna squealed and wriggled, putting on a bright smile. Elsa giggled and poked the little one's cheeks gently.

"Elsa, have you finished your homework?" asked the Queen who was downstairs.

"Yes, Mama, I'm coming," said Elsa and she quickly slid her school assignments into her petite schoolbag.

Before she left, she twirled the mobile and stroked Anna's forehead.

"I'll come back you later," said Elsa and she left the room.

What she had not noticed was, there was a trail of ice behind her.


Okay, so what do you feel about the story? The beginning seems to be boring, I know. But I assure you that the later chapters will be more exciting. I haven't finished writing so leave a review, tell me where I can improve or what you want to see in the story, and I will be very happy and see you later!