ELSA'S P.O.V

I was completely helpless…useless.

Isa was a sobbing broken mess before me and I…I had no idea what to do with it. What to do with her. How to comfort her.

I watched on helplessly as her body wracked with sobs, her blue eyes shut tight desperately trying to ebb the flow of tears. But that was useless too. Because they just kept coming. And she kept crying.

"Isa….i'm so so sorry," I said tentatively, anxiously resting a hand on her back, hoping to give her some sort of comfort.

My heart shattered as a broken whimper left her, and she pushed back into my hand; leaning into the cool of my body. I awkwardly I patted her, completely unsure of myself as I pressed small circles into her skin in soothing motions.

Slowly Isa relaxed against me more, pressing into my side and snuggling herself into the crook of my neck. Smiling softly down at the cuddly, crying princess, I myself started to unwind. Carelessly I let my hands wander as her tears stopped, leaving her with sniffles as she tried to bury herself in me.

"…..it still hurts. Its been years and it still hurts," she whispered, her warm breath brushing against my neck making me strain to suppress a shiver.

"The pain will ebb away eventually…..and the scars will fade. You just have to stop opening them back up," I said honestly, not wanting to sugar coat anything.

I felt her sigh in sad frustration, nuzzling closer into my neck. Tentatively I moved my hand, slowly burying it in the darkness of her curls, running cold fingers through the thickness of her mane.

"Mmmmhm" she purred in content and a small smile caught at the corners of my lips.

We laid there together, a curled heap on the floor for quite some time. Till Isa's breathing slowed and small snores echoed and vibrated against my neck. I fell asleep with her. With a fragile smile etched into my ice.