Little Anna woke up with an unexplainable headache. It felt almost similar when you ate too much frozen sweets quickly but this was way worse. Groaning quietly while scrunching her eyes tightly, she brought her tiny hands up and presses against her temples. What could have happened to give her such a painful headache? She definitely knew that she hadn't had any sweets the night before. Or had she? For some reason, she couldn't really remember anything significant.

After able to sit up on her bed, Anna looked around and frowned in confusion. Apparently, her sister's bed and toys had been moved out of the room. Sensing something was wrong she hastily pushed the blankets away from her and scrambled out of her bed. She ran towards her bedroom door and tried to see what was going on. Just as she looked around, she caught a glimpse Elsa walking into another bedroom across the hall.

"Elsa!" Anna called with a frown. "Elsa, why'd you move all your things?"

For a moment, Elsa didn't seem to acknowledge Anna's call. After a while, Elsa looked over her shoulder without even smiling which confused Anna even more.

"Elsa?" Anna asked weakly.

"Mama and Papa think I should have my own room now," Elsa said quietly. "I'm sorry, Anna."

"Wait!" Anna protested, running after her sister. But before she could get closer, Elsa closed the door behind her leaving Anna alone in the hallway. "Elsa," Anna whimpered, leaning to the door and pressing her hands against the smooth wood.

"Elsa, let me in, please! I don't like being alone in the room! It's too big without you there…"

"Go away, Anna," Elsa's muffled voice commanded weakly.

"But—"

"I said go away!" Elsa's voice was louder this time which surprised Anna.

No matter how much they fight, she never saw or even heard Elsa being angry like that with her before. Biting her lips as she stumbled away from her sister's door, Anna's eyes filled with unshed tears and she turned back to the hall.

Maybe her parents would understand why Elsa was being so strange. Even if they didn't, her mother can give warm hugs whenever Anna feels sad.

"Mama!" Anna sobbed when she found her mother in the library.

Launching herself at her mother, she wrapped her arms tightly around her mother's legs. "Mama, Elsa's mad at me, and I don't know why."

"Oh sweetheart," her mother murmured, scooping Anna up in her arms and hugging her close. "Shh, shh shh… Elsa's just reached the important time of her life, dear one," she said gently. "She's nearly eleven, after all."

"So?" Anna questioned with a pout, wiping her eyes miserably. "I'm almost seven! I'm a big girl too."

"I know you are, sweety," her mother said gently. "But Elsa is also going to be a Queen of Arendelle someday, and it means that she has to grow up much sooner. Therefore, before she becomes a woman she needs to have her own room."

Hearing her mom's reply, Anna decided to hate the idea of being a woman meant. Meaning no more sharing a bed with Elsa on cold nights, no more giggling together while watching the Northern Lights, and worst of all no more sneaking out of bed to run down the halls at night. It all seemed too horrible to bear. Blinking back with more tears, Anna buried her face against her mother's gown, clinging to her.

"I want Elsa to stay little with me," she declared sorrowfully. "I hate growing up! I really hate it!"

Sighing heavily Iduna closed her eyes and held her daughter close. There were few words of comfort that she could offer right now, but she doubted Anna would appreciate any of them. Pressing a gentle kiss to Anna's forehead, the queen just held her close and stared into the fireplace. If only there was some other way to help her daughters.

Some weeks later….

"Elsa?" Anna murmured, leaning against the door of her sister's room.

"Do you wanna build a snowman? Come on, let's go and play!" There was no answer from the other side of the door, but Anna wasn't going to just stop trying to get a response from her sister.

"I never see you anymore, it's like you've gone away. We used to be best buddies, and now we're not. I wish you'd tell me why." Still nothing, so Anna repeated her earlier question, "Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman!" she added, pressing her mouth to the keyhole of Elsa's door hoping her voice could reach her sister.

"Go away, Anna," Elsa yelled from the other side of the door.

"Okay," Anna said sadly, stepping away. "Bye…"

Eventually Anna was getting so lonely here in the palace. Before, Elsa would always joined her on romps through the castle. They would always have so much fun, running around and discovering new nooks and crannies. But since Elsa had started to grow up, it felt like she never had any time for Anna anymore.

There were no other children for Anna to play as all the servants with children had left mysteriously not long after Elsa got her own room.

That was one of the things that really hurt Anna the most, since she befriended with their children, and now she had no one to play with.

Sighing dramatically while leaning against a wall, Anna slid down to plop on her backside, staring listlessly out of the window across from her. Everything seemed so beautiful outside of the palace,

but they weren't allowed to leave anymore. The gates were always kept shut, and Anna burned with curiosity about why happened. And whenever she asked her parents, they would pat her on the head and told her softly that someday she would understand. Anna didn't care about "someday" cause all she wanted to know was why she left alone all the time and why Elsa didn't seem to like her anymore.

Maybe it was all her fault, Anna thought with a gasp, clutching her chest as her eyes went wide. Had she done something wrong? Did Elsa not like her anymore? Was she just such an embarrassment that her parents didn't want the people of Arendelle to see her again? It all seemed too horrible, but it also seemed likely to be true. What if she had done something wrong?

"I didn't, though," she whispered to herself. "Did I?"

But of course, like always there wasn't anyone to answer her questions. Maybe it was all true, then. With tears stinging her eyes, Anna stood up hastily and made her way to her bedroom. Grabbing an old rucksack that she had kept after the last picnic she and Elsa went on together, she put her favorite dolls and a few fresh dresses inside of it. If she was the reason for the closed gates and Elsa pulling away from her, then she certainly didn't belong here. Maybe she would find somewhere else to live; somewhere that a happy girl with a white streak in her red hair would be loved and surrounded with lots of friends.

Once she was fully packed, Anna put on a cloak and some mittens. It wasn't quite winter yet, but Arendelle can get very chilly in the early of fall season, and Anna didn't want to be stuck out in the cold. Pushing her window open, she peered down at the slanting roofs beneath her. She and Elsa had climbed down it before, so maybe she could do it alone. Sticking one foot out of the window, Anna took a deep breath and then slid down the roof to the next section that was jutting out over a lower window. This went on until she was hanging from the window sill of the lowest of the palace windows. Glancing down at the ground beneath her, Anna grinned when she realized that she could drop down there easily.

She did so and stood up hastily, looking around to see if anyone had heard her. Thankfully, the servants were very busy right now, so no one seemed to notice her. Furthermore, there were not too many servants around anymore to notice her in the first place. Slinging her bag over her shoulders, Anna clenched her jaw and rushed out to the door the servants used to get to the market. No one was around the door, which only made it easier for her to open it and slipped out.

The outside of the palace was a breathtaking. Everything seemed so open with no walls or gates to keep it hidden away from sight. Gasping in delight, Anna beamed and clasped her hands together through her mittens. This was just so incredible.

She wasn't going to be able to see everything in one day, let alone a whole year. Maybe she should start with the town…

"No," she said quietly. "They know what we look like there."

And that was true. While her family had not gone out on parade for a long time, Anna could remember the last Yule festival, when they had all gotten on horses and ponies and ridden out to join the common people. That hadn't been so long ago that no one would recognize her. So that meant no city.

Maybe the woods, then. There were stories of wolves, of course, but Anna was sure that her parents used to tell her those just to make sure she was a good girl. Setting her jaw, Anna tugged up the hood of her cloak and stomped along towards the forest that surrounded the city

The Next Chapter will Anna's Magic will start to manifest and will be extremely painful