A/N: Yep. It seems I have the dreaded Writer's Block. I do apologize to everyone for the long waits, but it's getting harder to write this story. Your reviews and messages are really keeping me going, so I appreciate it!

Anna did not come the next morning, and so Elsa melted the ice from the door. She was a bit disappointed at first, but what did she expect really? For Anna to come back as she always did? It felt cruel to wish Anna were there if she was only going to push her again.

The morning was heavy. Her feet dragged and even the warm sunlight filtering through her window weighed down on her body. The servants delivered her food on schedule without even a second glance to Elsa's red, puffy eyes. The Queen made no indication of knowing how tired she looked, she simply went on about her morning routine. She could feel the stiffness of the dried tears as she washed her face and place her makeup.

Elsa went about her duties as always, her ability to work was not affected, if anything, it improved. She delved into the work and drowned herself under mountains of documents until the only thing on her mind were the affairs of the country. Sure, the temperature inside the castle dropped noticeably, but no one dared to say a word. And the days wore on that way.

The nights were different. At night, Elsa would retire to bed and the thoughts she managed to keep at bay would come crashing on her. It would keep her wide awake for hours just drowning in it all. It was during the night that the Queen thought of Anna, of Weselton, of her choices, of everything. It became clearer each night the decision she should have made. This threat of Weselton could not be handled by her alone. She thought of Anna, her fiery personality and inconceivable loyalty. The acceptance in her eyes when she knew better of Elsa's magic. Maybe Anna couldn't help, but she deserved to know about the threat. Perhaps she wasn't ready to tell Anna about her love, but she couldn't let Weselton get his way. It had taken her a week and long sleepless nights full of tossing and turning before she finally came to a simple conclusion.

Trust. She needed to trust Anna, trust her kingdom, and most of all, trust herself. She wouldn't tell Anna about the love, but it was time to let someone in after all these years of isolation. And so Elsa picked a pair of the fluffiest thickest socks she could find and decided to invite Anna to a bit of floor sliding.

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The castle was quiet that week. Anna knew it would be when she came down to breakfast and there was only one spot with plates of food. She didn't bother going to Elsa's door. Her piece was said and maybe it was time to give Elsa space to think and figure things out. It was just as before, Elsa locked away in her room without contact with anyone. Except it wasn't.

Anna had friends now. She was able to hang out with Kristoff and Sven. Sometimes with Diane. Sometimes with all three. Occasionally, while wandering the Arendelle castle, she'd run into Angela, and they'd talk about magic and the things Angela had seen with those eyes full of age and wonder. There was a way her eyes would sparkle when recalling a particular student she had a hundred years ago. Or the brash way she carried herself, not subtle at all like Diane's teasing, but with a commanding presence. Anna could see why Diane was so taken by her.

Sometimes, when the world had things to do, Olaf always seemed to appear at the right time, his cheerful attitude rubbing off on her a bit. He was innocent and truthful, it was refreshing considering the looks of pity that everyone would hide. Olaf didn't understand what everyone thought. How Elsa had retreated back into the solitude of her room like before and it made Anna sad. Or maybe he did know. Maybe better than everyone else. Maybe he knew Elsa well enough to know she'd snap out of it.

It wasn't all fun and games, of course. Anna still worked alongside Diane with the general construction efforts and for the planning of the trip to the other parts of Arendelle. It was amazing to see the transformation of the building and all the work that went into it. So much attention to detail needed, and this was a house that was already there! Who knows how much more there needed to be for a building made from the ground up. It sparked her interest in the world and its entirety. To be so fascinated at the process of building a house only made her question how amazing other things can be. The process of baking those amazing cakes? Or the process of making chocolate. What about the process that went into making her clothes? Suddenly all the simple things had greater meaning and it simply blew her mind. Anna found herself anticipating the day she left in order to discover so much more of the things she had yet to discover.

Before she knew it, it had been a week. The sun rose, just as it did every day. The sound of her steps had the same sound. The things were placed in their spots. The only real change seemed to be the excited beating of Anna's heart. Despite the disappointment of Elsa's failure to appear, this was the day Anna was going to go on an adventure (without the looming doom of her last one). Everyone knew she was leaving, and the servants that could be spared for a moment came to bid the Princess goodbye along with her friends.

Diane came down that morning after spending the night at the castle in order to leave alongside Anna. While Diane had seemed just as excited as Anna throughout that week, that morning she came down with a furrowed brows as if thinking very hard about something. Anna made a mental note to ask her about it later once they were on the road. After all, they had two weeks of friend bonding time. It wasn't much to properly see the kingdom, but with the time for the ball nearing, she would need to return soon.

The carriages were set for travel and their necessary belongings packed. Four guardsmen would accompany them on their journey, along with the drivers of the two carriages. One of the chosen guards walked up to Anna and bowed.

"Princess, everything is ready. We can depart at any moment."

Anna turned to give all her friends quick tight hugs while Diane did the same.

"What about Elsa?" asked Olaf.

"She won't be seeing us off," said Anna, sadly. "But it's fine, we'll be back before you know it!"

They bid everyone goodbye before setting off. Anna gave one last longing look at Elsa's window, hoping to see her face one last time before her departure. It wasn't there. Why would it? Elsa didn't even know she was leaving.

"What a perfect day for an adventure," she whispered to herself while gazing at the clear, blue warm sky.

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Elsa's feet were quick with excitement. Finally the horrible dread she felt inside could be released with her sister back at her side. A week was far too long, now that she knew the warmth of Anna.

She caught sight of a servant clearing the table from used plates.

"Did I miss breakfast? I must have been up much later than I thought," she wondered out loud.

"Y-your Majesty! You've come! I'll have your breakfast here in a jiffy," said the servant, excitedly.

"Where's Anna?"

"She had to eat an early breakfast if she were to make it to her destination while there was still light out. I daresay she's left already."

"Left? What do you mean she left?"

The servant's eyes widened as she felt the temperature in the room drop.

"S-she left for two weeks. I don't know much, My Queen, but I believe she wanted to start construction efforts on the other parts of Arendelle."

She couldn't breathe. Her heart was thumping too fast. Her hands were shaking too much. Everything in that moment was too much. Elsa's breaths came in hard and exited in a visible, cold puff, a testament of her heartbreak. She was too late. In the time she took to make her decision to let Anna into her problems, Anna decided enough was enough. And who could fault her dear sister? After all, Elsa shut her out once more after all the brave red head had done in order to rescue her. She had jumped into the face of death to save her spineless self! Gods, what had she done?

"Mind turning down the ice there? It's far too early to go ice skating in the castle," said Angela as she entered the room.

"My sister is gone," stated Elsa, plainly.

"Yes she is. If you had been out of that damn room of yours, you would have known," snapped the witch.

"I have to get her. I need to get her. I need to tell her."

Elsa started for the exit, but Angela stepped in her path. The poor maid watched on, wondering if a guard was necessary.

"No. You need time to focus on the consequences of your choices and how much you really trust your sister. Two weeks ought to give you enough time to reflect on things."

"Two weeks? I don't need more time. I need to tell Anna…"

"Tell her what?"

"…Weselton. He...he's planning to strike."

"That's all you have to tell her?"

"Yes."

"Take the two weeks Elsa and then tell me that the issue with Weselton is the only thing you need to discuss with her. You need time to get your head on straight and so does she."

Angela turned on her heels, bright red locks bouncing behind her in agitation. Elsa was just able to hear one of the many mutterings that passed through the ancient witch's lips.

"I need time, too."

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Kristoff's family greeted him with enthusiasm as always. It instantly made his weary eyes brighten. As his family gathered around, slapping him on the back with their heavy hands or giving him bone breaking hugs, Grand Pabbie looked on, smiling at the return of their traveling family member.

"What brings you here, Kristoff?" asked Grand Pabbie.

"I went to see Anna off. She'll be gone for two weeks trying to help Arendelle," replied Kristoff. "I guess I was feeling a bit lonely. I'm used to Anna's constant energy, even if I'm not dating her anymore."

"I don't know why you broke up with her, Kristoff. She's such a nice girl," a trolled piped up.

Kristoff let out an exasperated breath. "I told you guys, she only likes girls. It's not the fault of anyone."

"That doesn't make sense. You broke her curse with True Love's Kiss. Shouldn't you be her True Love?" asked another troll.

"I didn't kiss her."

"Did you hug her?"

"No."

"Did you give her True Love's Foot Rub?"

"Guys!" yelled Kristoff. "I didn't do True Love's anything! I didn't break the spell. It was Elsa!"

Silence. It was the most quiet Kristoff had ever seen the trolls when they weren't in their boulder disguises. Grand Pabbie took the ice harvester by the arm and led him to his little hut. Kristoff wisely stayed silent during the walk.

"I need you to tell me exactly what happened," began the eldest troll.

"Hans was about to cut Elsa with his sword when Anna jumped in the way and completely froze solid. Her frozen hand shattered his sword and knocked down Hans. Then Elsa hugged Anna and she unfroze."

Grand Pabbie began to pace back and forth.

"And the kingdom saw this?"

"Yeah, a lot of important fancy people that had been invited to the coronation."

"Kristoff, I need you to listen very carefully. Something will happen soon once they realize it. The act of true love. It can only be romantic."

Kristoff's eyebrows furrowed in confusion until slow realization dawned on his features.

"Elsa. Are you saying Elsa is in love with-?"

"No," cut in Grand Pabbie. "A simple hug wouldn't suffice as an act of true love. Sacrificing your life for a loved one, on the other hand…"

"A-are you saying…"

"Yes. Whether Anna knows it or not, she's in love with Elsa. And it's only a matter of time before the rest of the kingdom and its allies are aware of it. We must prepare for it."

A/N: Again, thank you everyone for the pushes you have been giving me to continue. I'll try to keep up, and hopefully improve the quality of the work I've been giving lately.