A/N: Hey all, I'm back with another interesting chapter. It's been a while since the sisters had a good fight, so here it is. Some angst, arguing and teenage rebellion to tide you over until next time.

For the record, if Anna seems a little OOC, it's because she's drunk.

Please continue to read, enjoy and review, and as always, I don't own Frozen.

Be Careful What You Wish For

Set six months after the Great Thaw (December 31, 1842)

As Elsa sat on her throne atop the dais and surveyed the party before her, she couldn't help but marvel at how much things had changed in just six months. For starters, here she was, at a party she was hosting, and for the first time in forever, she wasn't riddled with worries.

Yes, it had taken much persuasion on Anna's part for the queen to even agree to this event, and sure, she did worry if her guests perceived her to be a good hostess – perhaps she needed to walk around more and initiate a few conversations – but for once in her life, she didn't have to worry about her ice powers. Truth be told, it was an immense relief to be worried about normal things.

Of course, Elsa could only attribute this miraculous change to her sister, who'd spent days prepping the Snow Queen to withstand the influx of people that a party such as the New Year's Eve Ball typically brought with it without panicking. But if she wanted to thank her sister in that moment, it seemed she would have to find her first.

Elsa rose from the throne and made her way to the balcony doors, remembering vaguely that she'd seen Anna step out for some fresh air quite some time ago. Surely, her sister had gotten enough of the winter breeze by now.

With a small flourish, she swept the balcony's bay doors open, only to find –

"What in the WORLD is going on here?!"

A blast of icy wind separated the two lovers who'd been engaged in a passionate embrace not twenty feet from a ballroom filled with hundreds of people. The queen stepped forward, embarrassment and anger fueling her actions.

"I want answers! What in the world is going on here?" Her blazing glare turned first to a stock-still Kristoff and then to her slightly stumbling sister, who held a – was that wine?

"And you've been DRINKING?!" Elsa crossed the balcony in a single stride and grabbed her sister's hand, shaking it roughly.

Kristoff spoke instead, tripping over his words in an effort to appease the Snow Queen. "Your Majesty, I should apologize… it wasn't – I didn't intend…"

She cut him off with a raised hand, her glare still focused on Anna, who had yet to respond. "Explain yourself, Anna!"

The growl in Elsa's voice stirred some part of Anna into consciousness, allowing her to realize she'd been caught by her sister while engaging in certain behaviors with her boyfriend. "I- it's okay, Elsaaa. I'm fiiine!" She slurred before toppling slightly onto her sister.

Elsa certainly didn't seem to think so. "Come with me." She attempted to yank her sister away to a more private location but found Anna unwilling to obey.

"No. I'm not going anywhere."

Elsa could only thank the heavens that she'd had the foresight to close the balcony doors earlier. Arendelle's nobility did not need to witness another public disagreement between the sisters; once was more than enough.

"You will come with me this instant."

"Why?"

Apparently, drunk Anna was more stubborn than regular Anna. Just my luck.

"We will not have this discussion here. You're leaving this party, now." This time, Anna had absolutely no warning before Elsa latched onto her and began dragging her towards a second entrance, one that would lead directly into the residential chambers.

"Should I go?" Kristoff asked nervously, tugging at his cravat as beads of sweat accumulated on his brow.

"You stay right where you are, Master Bjorgman. I will deal with you later!" Elsa gave her sister one last yank and slammed the doors behind her before whirling around to her sister. "Do you have any idea what you were doing?"

Anna, now moderately awake, folded her arms in defiance. "Of course, I do. I don't see what the problem is."

Elsa couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You don't see what the problem... ha, of course you don't. Here let me tell you then, you are a princess. And princesses do not engage in such behavior in front of the entire kingdom."

"But it's Kristoff. Everyone already knows I'm with him, why should they care how I act?"

Elsa groaned and smacked her forehead. "Because you are a princess! You must maintain decorum, even if it is with your boyfriend. You are at a party, Anna. A party YOU are hosting. Are you trying to cause a scandal?"

"How can it be a scandal when everyone knows I'm with him?"

"This isn't about your relationship with him and who may or may not know about it. This is about maintaining a public image, a responsibility that you, as the Crown Princess of Arendelle, must uphold."

"As princess, I should get to do whatever I want, who cares what other people think?"

"I do, Anna. And I don't want you acting the way you just did in front of the entire kingdom. And you were drinking?! You're UNDERAGE! Or did you conveniently forget that tiny detail?"

"I'm a grown woman, Elsa! I can do whatever I want."

"No, you can't. As your queen and your older sister, I decide what you can and can't do, especially -"

Anna chuckled at that, causing Elsa to stop mid-tirade. "I'm sorry, is this a joke to you?"

"No, it's just funny that after thirteen years of not even acknowledging my existence, you suddenly want to be my older sister and tell me what to do."

The hallway suddenly became much colder.

"Anna." Elsa started, her tone dangerously quiet.

"I mean where were you when I needed you, where were you when things got rough? Not with me, that's for sure. And now all of a sudden, you drag me in here and decide to tell me how to live my life? I've been doing great on my own for thirteen years, Elsa, I don't need you to tell me what to do."

Elsa's anger came surging back with a vengeance at her sister's snark. "You very well know why I did what I did. I was just trying to protect you then like I'm trying to protect you now -"

"Well, don't bother! You're horrible at it anyway or have you already forgotten how you struck me with your ice and killed me?"

Intense guilt overpowered all other possible emotions as her sister's words struck her like a lightning bolt. She didn't know if Anna was aware of the words coming out of her mouth, but in that moment, it didn't matter. Every negative emotions she'd ever felt came surging back into her mind with a vengeance, rendering Elsa speechless.

With a triumphant smirk, the smug princess spun around and stormed towards the entrance, intent on rejoining the party…

Only to be cut off by a shimmering ice wall. Anna stomped her foot and spun around in time to see Elsa lower her hand. The Snow Queen's frigid gaze pierced the princess' soul, sending a shiver down her spine. Perhaps she had gone too far...

"You are not returning to the party, young lady. You will go to your room and think about what you've done. You're grounded."

"What?" All air left Anna's lungs at the words. "Grounded?"

"For a month. If you argue with me anymore, I'll make it two."

But Anna was quick to recover from the blow. She took a step forward, all thoughts of reconciliation disappearing into the fire that raged in her veins. "Of course you would. All you know how to do is ruin my life. What, making me miserable for thirteen years wasn't enough so you're keeping up with the tradition now? Why can't you see me happy? Why do you always stop me from living my life the way I want to?"

Elsa pinched the bridge of her nose, struggling to keep her magic from spiraling out of control. "Go to your room, Anna."

Anna held her own. "Make me."

Elsa grit her teeth and clenched her fists as the backbuild of her magic threatened to overwhelm her. Punishing Anna was perhaps the most difficult part of her job as older sister and legal guardian. Elsa had struggled with it during the years they'd been separated, but now, after seeing her sister happy and carefree, it pained her even more to have to discipline Anna, especially like this.

But she had to, or Anna would never listen to her again. Elsa steeled herself for the reaction that would surely follow as she said, "If you won't listen to me, then I have no choice but to forbid you from seeing Kristoff."

Anna stepped back; pure shock evident on her face for a heartbeat before it morphed into disgust. "I hate you!"

Elsa shut her eyes, but it did nothing to block out her sister's unbridled fury.

"I hate you! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! And you know what? I wish you were never my sister!" The sound of thundering footsteps and sobbing penetrated the heavy fog of Elsa's overwhelming agony followed by a sudden slam of a door.

With a hitched sob, Elsa let herself drop onto the floor, her hands leaking ice as she let herself feel.

Outside the castle walls, high up in a sky, a curiously colored star grew intensely bright for a spell before returning to its normal glow.

Anna couldn't believe her sister's nerve. She'd forbid her from courting Kristoff?! What kind of older sister was she?

"Augh!" Anna kicked a pile of clothes out of her way as she stomped and raved. Why was Elsa always so bound on ruining her happiness? Why couldn't she bear to see Anna enjoying her life? And since when was it a crime to kiss her boyfriend?

Anna plopped onto the bed with an angry huff. If her sister wanted to ground her, then fine. She'd stay here as long as she needed to. Let Elsa finally learn what it was like to be on the other side of a locked door.

Early the next morning, the princess woke up to a knocking at the door. Groaning loudly against a throbbing headache, she yelled, "Go away!"

An unfamiliar voice sounded from the other side. "Your Majesty, please. It's time for you to take your medicine."

Your Majesty? Anna straightened up a little at the words. The castle servants knew better than to make a silly mistake like that. Elsa was the only one they were supposed to address with that honorific…

"What is it?" She asked, not sure if she wanted the answer.

"Your Majesty, I have the medicine prescribed to you by Physician Mortensen, for your illness. King Hans sent me to make sure you'd taken it."

"King Hans?!" Ignoring the throbbing in her head, Anna darted to the door and yanked it open only to find a new face staring at her.

"Did you say King Hans?" An incredulous Anna exclaimed at a nervous servant.

The pale, slender man before her gulped and bowed deeply. "Yes, Your Majesty. The king made it quite clear that you are to take this medicine regularly. He is quite concerned about your health."

Anna had no idea what the servant was referring to. She was the queen and Hans was… king? Were they married?! Bile rose in her throat at the thought of marrying that disgraced, murderous thirteenth prince. What exactly was going on here, and more importantly…

"Where is my sister?"

The servant frowned. "Your sister? You must be mistaken, ma'am. You don't have a sister."

The servant, convinced that Anna's question was indication of her continued illness, gently led her back to bed. Anna let him, her mind filled with only one thought.

She didn't have a sister?

That wasn't possible. The servant had to be lying. How could Elsa be gone? And how could she leave Hans in charge? No, this had to be some sort of plot, just like it had been last time. Maybe the servant was a part of it, maybe everyone was.

She needed to find Kristoff. If there was anyone who could help her untangle this complicated mess, it was he.

"Send for Master Bjorgman, please. I wish to speak to him." She decided to refrain from divulging too much information. No need to clue the servant into her plans.

For the second time in several minutes, the servant looked so annoyingly confused, it made Anna want to punch the man. "Who is that, Your Majesty?"

She rolled her eyes. "The Royal Ice Master and Deliverer, please send him here."

"There is no such title, my queen." The servant seemed more concerned now than before. "Your Majesty, you seem a little dazed. Should I send for the physician?"

If Anna hadn't suspected it earlier, she sure did now. Something was definitely wrong. The servant didn't know Kristoff, Elsa was missing … Hans was king…

What is going on around here?

In any case, Anna knew the servant would have no answers for her. She shook her head and dismissed the man.

Once she was sure he'd left, she threw off her blankets and hurried to open her door, only to find guards posted outside her door. No doubt Hans had planted the men to keep an eye on her. But if Anna was to succeed in her plan, she needed them gone.

She turned to the one on her right. "Would you please fetch the physician? I seem to be feeling a little worse for wear."

The man nodded and left, leaving the other to glance at her with a nervous smile. Anna turned to him. "I'm parched and my pitcher is empty. Fetch me a glass of water."

"I'm not really supposed to leave you alone, ma'am…" He glanced sheepishly at her then at the hallway.

She puffed her chest and squared her shoulders, thanking Elsa all the while for her lessons on exuding quiet authority. "I am your queen. Fetch me a glass of water." The small growl in her voice did not go unnoticed by the guard, who paled at the command.

He hurried off after his companion, leaving the coast clear for Anna to slip out. It seemed besides her room, the rest of the hallway was unguarded. Anna raced down the floor, her mind swirling with the beginnings of a plan.

She needed to commission a horse and go to Elsa's ice palace. If Hans had driven her sister and Kristoff away and they'd needed to hide, they would no doubt have gone there.

She hurried to the stables, "Give me a horse, any horse. I wish to take a ride." She told the stable hand, not sure if he was trustworthy. Now that she saw him, he didn't look familiar either. None of the castle staff did. Had Hans gotten rid of everyone?

The stable hand looked perturbed by her request. "But, Your Majesty, in your condition…"

Anna had no idea what he was talking about. "I wish to go for a ride, sir. Now please fetch me my horse."

"But the gates are closed, ma'am."

"They're what?!" Anna felt a fury like no other rage through her veins at those words. Who was Hans to tell the guards to close the gates, she was the queen! "Tell the guards to open them up. I'm leaving."

The stable hand wrung his hands nervously. "But King Hans…"

Why was it that none of the castle staff had any respect for her and her position? With a frustrated growl, Anna drew up to her full height. "You will do as I command. Tell the guards that the queen is opening the gates."

"Yes, ma'am." The stable hand handed Anna a horse before scurrying to obey her commands. She was right behind him, and as soon as the guards followed her order, she was out. As she rode through town, Anna couldn't help but notice the desolation and rottenness that marked her once vibrant kingdom.

What has that monster done to you?

Whatever was going on, Anna swore she would fix it. She just needed to find her sister first.

The ride up the North Mountain gave Anna a chance to think, both about the past and the present. When she passed Oaken's Trading Post and Sauna, Anna remembered her first interaction with Kristoff, a pleasant memory that brought a smile to her face though it quickly faded when she considered her current bleak reality. Where was everyone? Elsa, Kristoff, Sven, Olaf? It was like her whole life was gone.

The terrifying thought sent shivers down her spine. No, whatever Hans had done to her, she would undo it. Anna would stop at nothing until she got her family back.

With this new determination in mind, Anna turned her eyes back to the path. Unlike last time, it took merely hours for her to reach the cliff that bore her sister's ice palace. Anticipation and hope thrummed through her cold body as she rounded the corner, only to find….

Nothing.

"What? That's not possible, the palace… it should be right here. I know it is!" Anna circled around as if hoping the palace would appear while she had her back turned, but it did no such thing. Elsa's ice palace was…

Gone…and if Elsa's palace was gone, then that meant…

Anna slid off her saddle, letting her knees hit the cold snow just as the realization hit her.

Elsa's dead.

The princess knew there could be no other explanation for the palace's sudden disappearance. They'd spent days researching Elsa's abilities in the months after the Thaw and learned that whatever Elsa created would fade upon her death. And with the palace gone…

Anna felt a keeling wail pass through her body and into the chilly air of the North Mountain. Her sister was dead. Probably killed by Hans. How else had be become king?

"Elsa!" Anna collapsed into the snow, heavy sobs wracking her frame as she grieved. "Don't leave me please. You can't be dead!"

"Oh, I wouldn't say dead. Just more like she never existed."

Anna whipped her head up and spun to look at the newcomer. An old woman with icy white hair and a gleam in her eyes approached slowly, a twisted wooden staff in her hand.

"Don't fret, dear. I merely heard your sobs and came to console you. You have no reason to cry, truly. After all, your sister doesn't exist."

Anna looked up, stunned by the old lady's words. That wasn't possible. Elsa was real. She had to be.

"What about everything we've been through? Are you saying that was just a dream?" Anna whispered, panic thrumming through her body. If her life with Elsa had been a figment of her imagination, and this was really her reality… she nearly retched at the horrid thought.

"No dear. That was not a dream, but an alternate reality. Of course, up until yesterday, that was the only reality. But when you wished for things to change, this became your new world."

"When I wished for things to change? What are you talking about?" Anna cried back. And then it hit her. "I wish you weren't my sister!"

Dread crept through her veins. "You mean… this happened because of what I said?"

The old lady nodded. "Yes, my dear. You got what you wished for. Isn't this much better than the life you once had?"

Anna scrambled to her feet. "No, no… I don't want this. I didn't mean for this to happen. Please, take me back to my old life. I want my sister… I need her!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, dear."

"I'll give you anything. I'm the queen. You want money, gold, the kingdom? Take it all, just please, don't leave me in this life. I need to go back."

The old lady shook her head, a sad smile on her face. "What I meant to say, my dear, is that I cannot take you back to your old life. Only you can."

"How?" Anna gripped the woman's staff. "Please, what do I do?"

The woman's eyes gleamed with the promise of endless knowledge. "You must free yourself from the binds of temptation. As long as you yearn for a new life and fail to appreciate what you have, you will never be able to return home."

The vague riddles only served to irritate Anna. "How do I get rid of this temptation? Is there something I can destroy? How do I do that? Please, I need more information!"

"There is nothing more I can say, my dear. Just trust your instincts and in time, you will know what you must do." With that, the old lady vanished in front of her eyes.

Anna returned home feeling more confused than when she'd left. Just what was she supposed to destroy, and where would she find this object? Was it even an object?

"Anna, my dear. There you are!" Hearing HIS voice again made Anna ball her fists. On top of everything else, why, oh why, did she have to deal with him?

Hans approached her and wrapped her in a hug. "I missed you, my love. I was so worried when the guards told me you'd opened the gates and gone off on your own. Especially with your illness… what if something happened to you?" His stupid grin and stupid sideburns made Anna's hands itch with the need to punch him.

"Oh!" Anna shoved him away. "Don't act like you care, Hans. I won't fall for that trick twice."

"My love? You are angry with me?" Hans tried to touch her again, only to grasp at thin air as Anna stepped further backward.

"Don't touch me, you swine. You don't even deserve to be here. Arendelle is mine. Not yours! I don't know what you did to fool me into marrying you in this reality, but I defeated you once and I will again."

Hans stole a glance at the servants, who had stopped their work to witness the queen's sudden burst of anger. He suppressed a snarl, and stepped back with a sigh. "As you wish, my lady." With that, he turned around and walked away.

Anna spent the rest of the day looking for her way out, but it was hard to concentrate on the problem through the guilt that came tumbling out of her. The way she'd treated her sister, the things she'd said… Elsa had every right to ground her for the rest of her life.

I was such a brat!

If she got out of here, she would make things right. If anything, this whole lesson had helped Anna realize just how wrong she was when she said Elsa had ruined her happiness. That wasn't the case at all. Elsa was the reason for her happiness, in more ways than one. She'd stopped Anna from marrying a murderous scumbag like Hans, led her on the path to meeting Kristoff and given her the kind of love and affection Anna had craved for thirteen years.

And though her sister still made mistakes and their relationship was far from perfect, that life… that was her happily ever after…not this pathetic excuse of a life that Anna now lived in. But she had carelessly tossed all the positives of her previous life aside and focused only on the negatives, in the worst way possible.

And the worst part was she had hurt Elsa by reminding her of their painful past. Anna could never ever forgive herself for the words she said to her sister, that she was sure of. They'd been brutal, harsh, unnecessary and just plain cruel. Her sister deserved better, so much better.

But Anna would fix things. She would give her sister the appreciation she deserves. She would hug her sister tight and never, ever let go. But in order to do that, she needed to find a way out of this reality.

"I just need to destroy that obstacle…"

"Well, funny, I was just thinking the same thing."

Hans! Anna looked up only to find a devious grin and a dagger pointed right at her.

"I probably should have done this months ago. But the people adore you and there is only so much goodwill I can muster from a tragic assassination. But if the people learned that the queen died after a long and devastating illness… well, they'd feel much sorrier for me."

It all made sense. "You did this, didn't you? You were slowly poisoning me to death?"

Hans shrugged, a slappable smirk on his face. "You got me. That's why I closed the gates too… made it much harder for the people to find out otherwise. It helps that I had a good reason for doing so. After all. you were so, so ill that I had to close the gates to protect you. But then you had to go and open them, didn't you?"

He leaned forward, letting his foul breath linger on her face. "You had to go and show the whole kingdom that I was a liar, didn't you?"

Anna scrunched her nose in disgust but didn't move a muscle as she replied, "It's about time someone did."

Hans smirked. "You might regret that, Anna. You just might." With a swoosh, he brought the dagger to her throat and pressed it close enough to draw blood. "It'll be so easy to end you right here, you know. And then all I have to do is a little song and dance before the council and I'm home free."

A cursory glance around told Anna her options were limited. The bastard had closed the door and they were in the residential wing of the castle, where few servants even bothered to venture.

She needed to stall. With a forced look of innocence, Anna tried to keep him talking. "You're already king, Hans. What more do you want?"

He looked at her. "Really? You're really asking me that?"

At the look on her face, he burst into laughter, briefly moving the dagger away from her. "Boy, that 'medicine' really addled your mind, didn't it? Your kingdom's laws forbid me from ascending to power if you, a direct descendant to the throne exists. I can play King all day, but you are the real monarch around here… though that's about to change real soon."

The dagger returned, pressing into her skin with fresh vengeance. "Say your prayers Anna."

But the brief respite was enough for Anna to make a plan. With a free leg, she delivered a swift kick in his direction and was rewarded with a high-pitched squeal. Hans fell over, clutching his privates as obscenities fell from his lips. The dagger he held clattered to the floor, but Anna was quick to pick it up. As she wrapped her fingers around the worn leather hilt, she suddenly knew how to fix her problem.

Hans was the symbol of her temptation. He was the one who'd filled her head with promises of freedom and visions of a life without restraints. He was the life she would have had without her sister to guide her, and he was the darkness to her light. He was her obstacle.

Hans, now revived, jumped to his feet, and approached her menacingly. Without hesitation, Anna plunged the dagger into his side, causing a howl to emanate from him before he collapsed again. As he died, a bright light filled the room, causing Anna to wince and cover her eyes. The flash blinded her and then…

Tap-tap-tap. "Anna, are you awake?"

Anna threw off her covers as she hurried to open the door.

Elsa waited for a beat then lifted a hand to knock again only to be tackled by a flurry of red hair. With a startled yelp, the sisters went tumbling to the floor.

"I'm sorry, Elsa! I'm so so so so so sorry. I don't even know if you can forgive me, but please, I'll never ever say that again. I need you and I love you and I want you to be my big sister and I don't want you to ever leave me alone and -"

Elsa, having finally caught her breath, merely stared at her sister. "What? What are you talking about?"

Anna fell back, confused. "The argument from last night."

"Oh." Elsa fell silent for a moment before climbing to her feet and bringing Anna up with her. She led her sister back into her room and sat down on the bed, motioning for Anna to join her.

"I should apologize, Anna. You were right, I was being…overbearing. I know I don't really have a right to ask you to do anything, older sister or not."

Anna stared at Elsa. "Are you serious?"

"What?" Elsa found herself confused for the second time.

"You did nothing wrong, Elsa! I was the brat. I said so many awful, horrible things to you and you were such a saint. I just – I… I never realized just how much my life has changed with you in it and I took you for granted. I'm so so SO-rry!" Anna burst into sobs and launched herself at her sister, causing them to tumble back again, though this time, the bed cushioned their fall.

At this rate, Elsa was definitely going to break her back, but as she held a weeping Anna, she decided that was the least of her concerns. "Shh, it's going to be alright, darling."

As she caressed Anna's hair, Elsa found the words she'd been looking for. "I know it doesn't seem like it at times Anna, but everything I do, I do to protect you. And with what happened last night…I just wanted you to understand the situation you were about to put yourself in. If anyone had seen what I saw, well, let's just say the real world isn't as friendly as you think."

"I know." Anna admitted with a sniffle. "You've always protected me, Elsa. I was the fool for not noticing earlier. I mean you saved me from Hans. And you are the reason I met Kristoff in the first place, and you created Olaf. You are the reason I'm so happy, Elsa. I was wr-wrong to say you ruined my happiness. If it weren't for you, I'd be married to Hans and he'd be trying to poison me to take control and-"

"Wait, what?" Elsa stared at her sister as if she'd spouted a second head.

Anna sighed and nuzzled closer to her sister. "It's a long story. I'll tell you about that later. But the point is, I'm sorry, Elsa. Really, truly sorry."

Elsa placed a kiss on her freckled forehead with a loving smile. "Shh, it's okay, Anna. You don't have to apologize. I will always forgive you, min kjæreste. I love you."

After Anna had calmed down enough, Elsa pulled back with a hesitant sigh. "We do still need to talk about your punishment though."

Anna nodded slowly, her headache making itself known with every slight movement. "I'll be more careful. And if you want to ground me, I'm okay with that too. Just don't be too mad at Kristoff. The wine and the kissing were both my idea…though I'm beginning to regret the wine a lot. Why does my head hurt?

"And that's why I didn't want you drinking." Elsa said with an amused smirk. She placed an icy hand on Anna's forehead. Her sister sighed and leaned into the comfort. "Don't worry, I wasn't too harsh on Kristoff."

Anna raised an eyebrow in disbelief. She had no doubt Kristoff was going to need years of counseling from Grand Pabbie to get over whatever Elsa had done to him, but she decided to let that go for now. "So what will you do with me?"

Elsa sighed. "You're not grounded. But any interaction you have with Kristoff for the next few months will be chaperoned, either by myself or Olaf. And don't think Olaf will be easier on you two than I will. He can be more perceptive than you think."

Anna knew that was true, but perhaps all of this was for the best. Things could very easily have gotten out of control last night. If Elsa hadn't been there looking out for her…

"Thanks Elsie."

"For punishing you?" Elsa thought she knew her sister, but somehow Anna still found ways to surprise her.

"No, for looking out for me. I couldn't ask for a better guardian angel."

Elsa felt her heart burst at Anna's words. She drew her sister close and whispered softly. "No, I couldn't have asked for a better sister."