"So… Prince Hans of the Southern Isles?" Adgar questioned thoughtfully while rubbing his temples. His eyebrows creased in confusion. "So you are the youngest son? That's a bit strange… I thought that he…"

"He what?" Hans mumbled in a nervous mess. Hans' cool facade broke for a moment before he quickly composed himself again, but his mind was roaring. Had he found out? What if he realised something was wrong? Nah, that's not it-

"-Nothing."

Hans looked up to see Adgar's face crumble in defeat.

"What?"

Adgar sighed. "Nothing. I've seen too many… weird things today."

"O-Oh, I see."

Adgar locked his tired eyes on Hans' tense form. "So… you wanted to talk about trade agreements?"

Hans licked his lips. "Precisely."

"... You know Elsa, I've got this really weird feeling in my gut that something's seriously wrong out there…"

Elsa tilted her neck. "I know, Anna. Me too."

They both looked up to the sky and saw streaks of brilliant green and blue mixed with a swirl of purple dancing in the sky. Anna felt the corners of her mouth pull up into a gentle smile. "The sky always amazes me, Elsa, I mean, look. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yeah, it is, Anna." Elsa replied.

Anna stared at the sky with a seemingly dazed look on her face before flopping down onto the grass. "Hey Elsa, did you think it was right, to um, you know, only tell Mama and Papa part of the future. Like skipping the really important parts such as the, um, the whole coronation incident and their, um-"

The poor girl appeared more crushed by the second.

"-their, er… death…"

Anna barely managed to choke the last word out.

Elsa flinched and her breath quivered. She'd been so into the time-travel mess that she even forgot the fact that their parents were supposed to be…

She shook her head. Was this time-travelling mess even real? Elsa couldn't believe that she had forgotten the fact that her parents were meant to be dead. Her breathing became even more frantic when more questions rummaged her mind. What does this mean for her and Anna? How does that even work? Her parents dead and not dead at the same time? Elsa sucked in a shaky breath. "I…" she swallowed. "I...I don't know."

Anna's features morphed into one of confusion and disbelief. "W-What do you mean you don't know?"

She laughed, but her eyes were shining with distress.

"I-I mean Elsa, I'm not really good at decision making. 'Cause, ya know, after what happened at the, um, coronation. But you, you were always right Elsa! Every time. What you said at the coronation about not being true love, you were always right. And me, I'm...I'm just… me. But you, wow, you're like literally good at everything-"

"Anna." Elsa spoke firmly. Her eyes were downcast and her fists were shaking with unknown fury. "Anna."

This time her voice was as icy as steel, and Anna was taken aback; since when Elsa was so… cold? Since when she shut you out.

"Anna! How can you ever think of yourself like that?!" Elsa cried, her emotionless mask melting into one of absolute fury and disbelief. "Anna, you're wonderful, no matter what anyone else says."

Anna was shocked. "E-Elsa…"

Elsa's features softened. "And Anna. I'm not perfect. I'm far from it."

Anna cringed at the words that stung with self-loathing and guilt. "Elsa… I-"

Anna was briefly cut off from her sentence when they heard a series of soft footsteps sploshing against the grass. The sister's swiftly turned around to see Little Elsa; seemingly restless and nervous.

"Um, I'm sorry if I disturbed you… but, I just have so many questions I have to ask… and… and I have so many things I don't understand…" Little Elsa pulled off a half-hearted smile and her eyes flickered to her feet in a frantic matter.

Elsa took one good look at her counterpart; she looked terribly exhausted, as if she hadn't have enough sleep in a lifetime. But, she couldn't blame her. After all, she just experienced the impossible. Elsa rubbed her arms. "Yeah... There are so many things I don't understand too."

Elsa snapped her attention back to the younger girl. Her eyes have never left Elsa's still form. It was then that Elsa realised that Little Elsa had been staring at her. The entire time. Little Elsa then noticed her future self looking at her questionably. She immediately broke out of her gaze and a light blush dusted her cheeks. "A-Ah, I'm sorry. It's just so weird...knowing that you are my future self. I just can't accept the fact. I just can't help but act all tense around you. I mean, uh, what should I call you, um, uh…"

The girl began to twist her still gloved hands nervously and her slightly reddened cheeks exploded into a full on blush. Elsa, who was embarrassed herself, quickly answered her question in an indecipherable jumble of words.

"Um… I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that…"

Elsa cleared her throat gently. "Um, you can just call me Elsa. Yeah, Elsa."

Little Elsa averted from her gaze. Then suddenly, a mess of strawberry blonde hair bombarded her view. She stumbled back and her eyes bulged from what she saw. Anna propped herself in front of Little Elsa. She leaned forward to analyse her face. "Oooh… so you're Elsa Junior, right? Wow, you're really cute! I almost forgot how cute and chubby-"

Anna playfully pinched Little Elsa's cheeks.

"-you were! I mean, oh gosh I-"

"You're Anna." The younger girl whispered, her eyes wide and shocked.

Anna laughed and brushed her hair aside. "Yeah! I am-"

Little Elsa took off in another direction with an alarming speed. Elsa groaned. "You just scared her off!"

"Hey! I didn't mean too!"

"Well, if someone was pinching my cheeks and talking about how cute I was, I'll probably be scared to death. And she is technically me anyway."

"Oh c'mon!"

"So, do you accept our new trade agreements, Your Majesty?"

"Ah yes, Prince Hans, it is confirmed."

Hans gave Adgar a firm bow. "Then it is done."

Anna stood up and yawned. "You know, Elsa, I think it's time when we head back. To where Papa is, I mean, she looked pretty freaked out."

Elsa sighed. "Yeah, I think so too."

The sisters strolled down the garden and proceeded into the castle.

"Your Majesty," Hans said, "I do believe that you have two daughters of your own?"

Adgar chuckled. "Yes, I do."

"I believe that they must be absolutely beautiful!"

"Ah, yes. Why, thank you Prince Hans."

Elsa and Anna brushed through the hallway and stopped at the door to where their father was. Anna gulped. "Do you think he will freak out like last time?"

"I hope not."

Hans straightened his back. "It has been a wonderful day, Your Majesty, but I'm afraid I must leave."

Adgar smiled. "It has been nice meeting you too."

Hans turned to walk through an exit; albeit not the one Elsa and Anna were about to walk through.

Elsa twisted the doorknob.

Sha-la-la so I decide to update on Christmas Eve :D Anyway, I'm sorry if they're any errors because the copy n past thing always messes up a little, which really sucks :P Anyway, I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year :) Also, sorry for the cliffhanger I just couldn't help it. And... fanart is coming... . Got a tablet for Christmas (YAYAYYAYAY) My deviantart account should be on my profile...

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