Anna goes to bed soon after, but Elsa's stuck awake, thinking.
Her right hand fiddles with the rings on her left. A gold band, with two names engraved on the underside, and diamonds inlaid around the edges. The engagement band is even worse, an extravagant diamond right in the centre.
Now that she thinks about it, Elsa... doesn't really like them that much. White gold, or silver, were always her colours. These aren't particularly tasteful, but when Hans told her how much he'd spent, how could she say no?
She rips them from her finger. Enough.