Dear Hans,
Funny that you of all people warn me to be wary of my suitors. Only fitting, as well.
You may be surprised by what your mother said, Hans. Her words were not as harsh or demeaning as I think you believe they might be. They sounded regretful, and pained, but very careful. She was careful not to paint you as a monster, but as a misguided boy who might have been a gentleman if given a chance to be one.
Do you agree?
I cannot answer your question about my picture of you, as it seems to still be a work in progress.
Sincerely,
Queen Elsa
Elsa,
Will you send me a wedding invitation, when the time comes? That would be funny. Quite funny. It can be a joke between us, if nothing else.
Well, that is nice of her, isn't it? It also shines a good light on her own character. Trust me, Elsa, the fruit doesn't fall very far from the tree. My mother is a beautiful woman, and I marred her physical appearance, her pride, her ego more than anyone else would dare. She plays with words just as well as any other Westergaard.
Misguided. Who might have been a gentleman. Sure. Yes. Seems about right.
A work in progress. That's generous. I'll take that.
Hans