Spring has arrived, as the equinox shown itself last week, everyone is enjoying the day in town, but I don't feel up to it. I love Arendelle, it's a beautiful, kindhearted place, I especially love the flag. A squared flag divided vertically in the center, dark blue toward the hoist and dark green on the fly, with the gold flower (including stem), in rosemaling style, centered on the divide.

It's been an exhausting six months, but happy ones too. Sitting content to myself on the front steps of my house, watching people go by, I go back to remember seeing Agnarr ringing in the season on Christmas Eve, after that everyone went home. I remember asking Della about it.

In Arendelle, Christmas Eve was a day to stay home all day to be with solely family. My heart ached to think Agnarr would be all alone.

Once home, Della had already planned our entire day, we'd cook, nit, exchange gifts, and even made me put on a white dress whilst wearing a reef on my head.

After dinner, I got to share my Christmas traditions; when home Mother would have me and all the other kids collect as many sticks as we could find, than once back we'd celebrate by a huge fire, and sing and dance all night to the spirits, and give thanks to our home.

I remember Mother would sing her special song, but I didn't mention it to Della and Kye.

Kye's eyes seemed to have widened when I spoke of our bonfire, fallowed by a series of the strangest questions. Before I could speak, Della interrupted with a suggestion of games.

The night was going, and soon I knew I'd be heading off to bed, so without saying anything, I rushed over to the tree, while Kye was helping Della take out the turkey out of the oven. Grabbing a small package, I darted out of the kitchen door.

By the time Kye and Della noticed after putting down the hot turkey, I was running already running for the castle. I have played with Agnarr a few times now, the guards are somewhat familiar with me.

Coming to the gate a guard as he timidly came out, braving the weather clearly, to greet me. I handed him my package, telling him it was for Agnarr. He responded with a sweet smile, and a nod, he's even seen me play with Agnarr, so I was no stranger.

I've heard sometimes Arendelle subjects like to give gifts to their monarch out of love and appreciation, so it wasn't out of the ordinary that I would do so, friend or not.

I happily walked home, it wasn't too far, and I knew Della and Kye would be wait for me. No one was out, everyone was inside their warm homes.

Whilst in the middle of the town square I couldn't help but stop. Looking around it was like a strange but beautiful dream.

The houses, lit with warmth and love, figures of people inside laughing and cheering, while a shower of heavy snow fell all around, as the dark night wrapped around Arendelle, not cold, not warm, something in between. The world was a mysterious place, cold, dark, warm, and good.

I than think to myself, what Mother would have said in that moment "Don't dwell, but hold to the warmth."

At that moment, I could feel her next to me, like she always was when we'd take our walks around the forest. I'd always be running and jumping everywhere, while she stood calm and serene, watching me If I fell, or scrapped my knee, she'd come to me to comfort me, if I needed it, brushing the leaves and dirt off me, before making sure I'd learnt to be cautious. Before I'd run off for her to once again tells me to be cautious.

Last Christmas before all this happened, my uncle who was an old man, sat next to me as I was stitching Mother's scarf from my recklessness.

No real harm done, but I must be careful with it, as it is an heirloom of my family. My uncle, the Northuldra leader, decided to see how his niece was doing. Seeing as I was doing, I without hesitation boldly asked him a question that's been daunting me for like ever!

Looking up in my uncle's eyes, I asked why he was so old, and my Mother so young?

At that moment mother gave me one of her Iduna looks. The Northuldra leader, my uncle laughed, aloud.

Finally composing himself he stared to explain, "Your grandparents had a difficult time having children for a while, in the end only two children survived past infantcy. You're mother was born when I was twenty."

"What?" I gasped.

Eyes wide, mouth gaped, it was crazy, and too much for me to wrap my head around.

Now after meeting Della and Kye I now understand a little better now.

I remember after in church one Sunday, a woman and her nine children came up to Della, congratulating her on finally able to have a child of her own.

Della beamed at this, while I frowned.

"What?" I thought.

They were talking about children like they were puppies. "Maybe this was another thing grown ups do, that I have yet to understand", I thought.

The woman, who previously had a child, was forty-five. I could hardly believe it, I thought girls couldn't once thirty. I asked Della this, as she looked down at me a bit shocked at this question.

I don't know when a women can or can't have children, its common knowledge for women to not have any after thirty, or so is said, especially in fear of having a miscarriage, but I've seen a good handful have some into their forties, so who's to say?" Della explained.

This world just keeps on getting more, and more complicate.

Charlotte has finally gotten bored with me, as she soon turned her attentions to showcasing her talents in drawing to the class, without looking over at me with crude eyes. Her friends even say hello now and then, as I am no longer a novelty to them anymore, nor a foe of their leader, so why shouldn't they be more friendly.

Emily's voice snapped me out of my memories. Looking up she was barley standing still as it was.

"Iduna, come on, the gates are open, and anyone who wants to come can play with the king", Emily playfully said.

Looking at me with knowing eyes, without warning grabbed my hand, yanking me from my place, she ran to the open gates, with me in toe.

A good number of kids were all around, games were set, and parents were standing about as children ran chaotically through. Anyone could mistake it for a birthday party, but nope. Agnarr must finally be able to be with friends now. As Emily pointed to each game contemplating which to play first, I was too busy trying to find Agnarr.

It was weird, its as if, Emily and I traded characters today, usually I'm the one darting for the nearest piece of treats, or games.

Emily's voice broke my thoughts again, "Oh, there's

Agnarr" Emily said.

Pointing towards a game of a cake walk. I fallowed her direction, but didn't see Agnarr, confused, I turned to Emily. Whose mischievous smile said it all.

"You'll pay for that", I teased.

Emily gasped, turning to run we laughed as we ran around the courtyard. Unfortunately, I soon accidentally stepper on the hem of my dress, tripping me, landing rather hard on the stone bricks.

Emily grabbed my hand helping me up, only it wasn't Emily. Once on my feet facing my helped, I was taken a back to find it was Agnarr helping me. His smile sent me back to the first time I saw him at the gathering. I smiled remembering that prince with wide eyes, practically bursting with excitement.

"Iduna, you okay?" Agnarr asked.

At this I started to look down sheepishly, at my dress, only to see in my embarrassment, my hand was still in his.

"Oh, great, Emily is never going to let me hear the end it, now" I thought. Agnarr must have made the connection as he suddenly let go.

"Sorry", he blushed.

"It's alright", I said.

Trying very hard to hide my embarrassment. Emily was now standing behind Agnarr giving me her knowing eyes.

"Do you have something to say?" I mischievously asked.

Agnarr looked at me a little lost, before fallowing my gaze, to see Emily standing behind him. In the midst of panic, in her eyes, her entire face went white. Now in front of her, Agnarr held out his hand to greet Emily.

"It's nice to me you-"

"Emily", I said.

"Emily, are you Iduna's best friend?" Agnarr asked.

"Oh, umm, yes, nice to meet you, your royal highness", Emily said. Before giving an awkward curtsy.

"It's so nice to be invited here, is it a special occasion?" She asked.

"No, I needed to get out, and greet my people, I've been alone with my studies long enough." Agnarr explained.

Before I knew it, Agnarr was telling me about his findings on Norse Mythology, and its supposed locations.

We were now sitting on the palace front steps, sharing, and concluding with one another.

I couldn't help but laugh when Agnarr got too excited, he was like a kitten who just got a handle on some yarn.

The boy could barely stand still.

Now I know how Emily feels, but I didn't mind, its nice to have livelier company for once.

I love Emily, truly. However, she can be a bit boring sometimes. Timid and scared of storms, animals, boys, you name it. I understand not everyone is the same, but I guess its as the saying goes. Different friends for different reasons. Wait...

At this I stood up, looking around for Emily, she was nowhere to be seen.

"Iduna?" Agnarr asked. Looking up at me confused.

"Where's Emily?" I asked.

"Oh!" He said, now understanding my sudden alarm.

Now both of us looking around, guilt started growing in my stomach. I was too focused on Agnarr, I forgot about Emily

Walking about, we soon located her, next to the punch bowl. Running up to her called out. Turning towards, I already had my arms open, giving her a big huge. Clearly taken aback, I started stampering apologies.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you."

"Iduna, no it's fine, its hot and you two were talking, thought I'd grab a drink", Emily said.

Still feeling guilty and rather sheepish, all I could do at that moment was smile awkwardly.

Crossing my arm, as if a bit cold, I nervously laughed as we made our way back to where we were sitting.

Agnarr's birthday wasn't too far off, so he decided to announce to his guests, that on his Birthday the gates will be open all day. Everyone cheered in delight.

Before we knew it the party was over, as the sun was setting, Emily and I needed to get going. Turning to leave, Agnarr stopped me by grabbing my hand than apologetically letting it go before asking if I would be there, to which I assured him I would be.

He smiled.

"Umm Iduna, just so you know, in my birthday I will behosting special guests from other countries. They're coming to celebrate my first birthday alone, I guess." He said, with mixed emotions in his voice.

"I most likely won't be around much", he explained.

He wasn't sure if he would be able to see me. I could tell he was lonely; I didn't know what to say but all I could do was give him a friendly jab at his arm.

Stunned at this action, he winced in pain, grabbing his arm, looking at me with wide eyes. I only stood there, arms folded behind my back, playfully smiling.

To this he understood and laughed, before giving me one last farewell.

"Agnnar needed to be around more kids than just at his birthday party", I thought.

Once home, I asked Kye for a favor.