Elsa remains silent for a moment. "It's custom in my family to name children after their ancestors..." she starts. Then she looks at Anna. "But my grandmother's name is Gunborg, and I think my daughter deserves better than that."
Her lips curl up at the edges, so very slightly. "I don't think it suits her very well," Anna admits, smiling too.
Elsa nods. "We all have the same middle name, though. One she would be proud to carry."
"Is it better than Gunborg?" Anna asks. Finally, Elsa smiles proper.
"It is," she says. "Her name is Marselia."