Little cute story with Isabella and Elsa
Don't Fear the Storm
The summers in Arendelle were rarely accompanied with thunderstorms. If they ever came, they were meager and rarely lasted long and often had no lightning strikes; they didn't even scare children.
Elsa didn't even glance out the window when she heard the rumble of the storm and continued with her little knitting project, the clicking of the needles overpowering the storm/ She glanced briefly out the window when the rain began to patter against it but she still expected it to be gone within the next few minutes. That's why she nearly let out a scream when there was a flash of light and a boom that followed several seconds later. She put down her knitting needles and stoop up with the intention of going to the window when the door slammed open and a weeping Isabella came running in and latched herself onto her mother.
"Oh, Snowflake." The Queen cooed, kneeling down and embracing her daughter as the child wept into her shoulder, "Did the storm scare you?" Isabella sniffled and nodded, prompting Elsa to hug her a little tighter and give her a kiss. Knowing her daughter wouldn't go back to sleep until the storm was over, Elsa asked a servant to go make hot chocolate for them before sitting down with her daughter in front of the blazing fireplace. As she grabbed a comforter, there was another flash of lightning and Elsa felt Isabella latch onto her once more. "Shh, it's okay." The woman cooed, kissing her auburn hair.
"I want papa." Isabella sniffled.
"Me too but he had some important things to do in Adler. Remember?" Elsa replied, her heart sinking because of how much she missed him. She quickly put a smile on her face because she wasn't about to upset her child even more, especially with the weather like this. "But when he gets back, you can show him all the pretty pictures we drew and we can tell him about the little surprise I have for him." That brought a smile to the princess' face.
"And play games?" She asked, her cheerful tone contradictory to her tear-stained face.
"All day long." Elsa added.
Talking about Hans and all the things they would do once he got back kept Isabella distracted from the weather though she still grabber her mother with each flash but even that ceased once the hot chocolate arrived. Though the storm raged on outside, mother and daughter were oblivious to it as they talked and played games. When the storm began to weaken and was nearly gone, Isabella was fast asleep on her mother's lap. With a smile, Elsa carried her back to her room and tucked her in, remaining beside her for a while to look down upon the blessing she never thought she'd ever have.
"I love you." She whispered and placed a kiss on her cheek. Her loving gaze continued and Elsa found it progressively more difficult to leave her daughter. Eventually, she did leave and changed into her sleepwear. But, instead of climbing into her own bed, Elsa returned to Isabella's room and lay down beside her. She embraced her daughter and soon, she had drifted off into a sleep filled with dreams of her little family.
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