Elsa woke up with a sleepy groan, the screaming from the other occupant in the room being what woke her. She yawned as she sat up, the moon providing her blurry eyes with soft light to see as she stretched. As her cold feet touched the floor, she rubbed her eyes as she made her way to the screaming occupant. It was a bassinet, close to the settee, that was bathed in moonlight from the window.
"Hey.. hey.." Elsa said, looking down into the bassinet at the large grayish-blue eyes that belonged to her newborn. "What's wrong, my prince?" She reached her down to pick him up and then pulled him up to her. She rocked him, humming the same soft song that she did when she had been pregnant with him.
"What's wrong, my son?" She asked with a coo, looking at him. There was no horrid smell in the air so that wasn't the problem and he ate before being put down to sleep. He must have wanted attention. "Were you lonely? Was that it, my love?" She asked with gentle and loving eyes as the small lifeform snuggled close to her chest. "Yes, that was it. You don't have to be lonely anymore, Mama's here."
She looked up from the bare head of the wee infant to the moon and stars on the water, blinking after some time to find her son looking up at her. She laughed gently, leaning her head down as she moved her son up to kiss his nose. "I'm sorry about that, my love. I was distracted." She smiled as he yawned. "Are you tired again? It's alright, sleep now. Sleep." She gave a gentle kiss to his nose before gently rocking him while walking around the room until he fell asleep.
Elsa couldn't thank Anna enough for taking over control of the kingdom during her pregnancy and now as she would never be able to care for him if Anna hadn't taken over. At the sound of gentle snoring, she looked down to see him asleep which caused her to smile. She set him back in his bassinet, running a hand over the top of his bald head.
"Sleep well my love." She whispered, tucking him in. "My prince." She kissed his cheek. "I'll be here when you wake, my precious little Agnarr." She finished saying goodnight to him, but stayed to watch him sleep. She never imagined that she would have a child of her own, much less have to raise it on her own.
As she went back to the settee and lay down before pulling the blanket over herself, her last thoughts were that she could never imagine her life without her son despite him only being born a short time ago. Elsa chose to give their father's name for her son, over all other names she could have chosen, because she still found she loved their parents despite the mishandling of her magical situation.
None of them knew what was going to come of it at the time and Elsa was slowly taking steps to leave the past in the past, to move on from her traumas. For her kingdom, her family, and most importantly herself.