Elsa now found herself in her study once more. Breakfast had passed and Anna was with Kristoff to say her goodbyes before her and Elsa finally left. Olaf made a dramatic spiel about how lonely he'll be, but then the miniaturized Marshmellow was brought in and he quickly changed his tune and forgot all about that unpleasant emotion of loneliness.

"I'll meet you at the docks in two hours Anna." Was the last calm thing Elsa said. Anna nodded and grabbed Kristoff and together they ran off out of sight towards a part of the castle that Elsa wasn't sure of.

Now Elsa was in her special chair that made her feel important and invincible no matter how quite opposite of those adjectives she felt at the moment.

"I'm not going to just sit here for two hours." She spoke to herself. Then it dawned on her and she went to find the journal she hid in her desk. It was much easier to find now that she was completely sober and her hand immediately found the sweet spot and she pushed against it to click the secret drawer open and then she took out the journal and put it on her desk and began to flip through it until she found her last entry.

She skimmed through the sloppy handwriting first but then she went back to the top of the page and really tried to read it through this time. None of it made sense. She brought the little book closer to her face and she squinted thinking that may help her read her atrocious handwriting better, but all she could make out was something about a broken sword.

'I need more practice in drunk writing for sure.' She thought as she shook her head and replaced the journal in its hiding spot.

She then sat back and sunk into her chair as much as she could with a giant discontented sigh.

She ended up sitting there in her coveted chair for almost two hours. She kept her ever widening gaze on the ticking clock hanging on the wall across the room. Her eyes widening at the fact that she would have to step foot on a ship and have it sail her away to another kingdom. Her parents wouldn't be there to hold her hand. Anna would be there, but Elsa wanted a motherly touch. She was tired of playing mother.

Then it dawned on her. She was going to have to step onto a ship. Her and Anna were going to have to step onto a ship. Their parents had to step onto a ship. Their parents died on a ship.

The thought had never occurred to her until then. No, she was too focused on worrying about that Rapunzel and her parents to worry about her own parents. How they died at sea in a terrible storm. While sailing on a ship.

No one came by Elsa's study the whole two hours she sat there by herself. No one came in to check on her, and no one came in to say goodbye. Elsa forced herself to stand up but her knees threatened to buckle underneath her. She cursed quite audibly at them to straighten up and she carried her shaking body out of her room. She strode with a I'm-panicking-but-I'm-to-look-calm gait down the strangely empty hallway. She was always hearing footsteps, or quite voices, or sometimes giggling flirtations between the staff outside her door, but for the past two hours all she could hear was the overwhelming doubt in her head screaming at her to not get on that ship that she was marching towards.