"Elsa? Come on, I've been waiting here forever!" I hear Anna's voice call through the closed doors.
"Yeah, okay," I say back, furiously scribbling down my final notes on Arendelle's agreement with Great Harveston. "I'll be out in a minute."
"You said that for the past one hundred minutes! Hurry up!"
I clicked my pen to retract it and stuck it back in the cup full of my other pens. "I'm coming!" Sliding back in my chair, I stood up and straightened my dress out.
Pushing open the locked doors, I saw Anna sigh with exasperation. "Finally! I thought I was going to have to wait until I was fifty!"
"You exaggerate too much," I said, rolling my eyes.
"And you stay in that room too much!" she complained. "I barely ever get to see you anymore."
I look at Anna with warm eyes. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she shrugged. "But let's play now!"
"Aren't you getting a little too old to 'play'?"
Before she could respond, another voice cuts in. "Did somebody say 'play'? If so, I'm in!"
"Olaf," I grin towards the little snowman.
"Hello, Elsa! Hello, Anna!" he smiles back with his toothy grin.
A sudden clomping makes us all jump. "No, Sven!" I hear Kristoff yell at the reindeer. The reindeer trips and falls, landing right next to Olaf. Kristoff isn't far behind, running straight into Sven's behind.
"Hi, Sven," Olaf said, patting him on the head. Sven responds by trying to bite off the tip of Olaf's carrot nose. "Bad Sven," Olaf frowns. Sven simply shrugs and sticks his tongue out in hopes of catching a flurry.
"Sorry about him," Kristoff apologizes, standing and scratching his head sheepishly. "Sven really likes Olaf's flurries."
"It's fine," I laugh. Kristoff turns to Anna, smiling.
"Hi," Anna greets, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
"Hello," he replies, lifting her up by the waist, making her giggle.
I chuckle awkwardly, rubbing my arms. "Let's go, shall we?"
"Let's go where?" Kristoff asks, setting Anna back on her feet.
"We're going to play!" Olaf informs. "It's going to be great!"
"That sounds fun," Kristoff said. "Can I join?"
"Of course you can," Anna replied, wrapping an arm around Kristoff. "Come on!" Together, they walked out of the room.
"Wait for me!" Olaf jumps, chasing after the duo. Sven follows, still trying to get a snowflake to land on his tongue.
I was left behind, their voices soon fading away until it was silent in my room again. I sighed, settling into a chair for a few moments. Now that Kristoff lived with Anna and me in the castle, I could barely have a moment alone with my sister.
I'm not saying that I hate Kristoff – of course not. If Anna was happy, then I was happy. I just wasn't… as happy. Anna had Kristoff and Olaf had Sven. I looked out the window, breathing on it to create a layer of frost.
I shook my head. I was the queen of Arendelle! I just need to focus on my job and ruling the kingdom. "Elsa? Are you coming?" I hear Anna call from downstairs.
"Yes!" I yelled back, closing the shutters.
"I'm so bad at this!" Anna wailed, gripping onto me tightly.
"It's not so bad after you get over the fear of skating," I reply, gliding her slowly across the frozen ice.
My sister snorted. "Yeah, well you don't have to worry about falling and breaking your butt bone."
I chuckle, pulling Anna with me as I skate. Olaf danced in circles around us, singing and carving pictures in the ice.
"Hold on, boy," Kristoff said, making us all turn to look at him. He was grabbing Sven around the middle, holding Sven's hooves as he placed shoes with spikes on them. He stuck the final one on there and patted the reindeer's butt. "Alright, now you can go."
Sven jumped with glee, clomping across the ice. I briefly forgot about Anna hanging onto me for dear life, and I had accidentally left her stranded a few feet away from me.
"Um, Elsa?" she called, looking down at her feet nervously. "A little help here?"
Before I could make my way back to her, Kristoff came to the rescue. "I got you," he said, holding her hands. She grinned at him and they started skating together. I smiled pleasantly at them for a while. I was glad that Anna was happy with Kristoff. Now she wouldn't ever be lonely like she was before, back when I stayed in my bedroom all the time.
I tried to make as much time as I could to spend with her, but now that I had my duties to fill as queen, it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. I slipped away from everybody and sat in the grass. It was summertime now, much to Olaf's pleasure. I froze up a pond nearby but kept everything else the way it was.
I watched the four have fun with each other, skating and tripping and looking joyful. Having me in there wouldn't really fit the picture. A bit bored, I drew some pictures on the ice with my finger. I drew a few snowmen, some flowers, and a bird.
I was in the middle of drawing another flower when Anna called my name. "Elsa! What are you doing over there?"
"I got a little tired," I lied.
"Well, come back here! You're missing out on all the fun!" She gestured for me to go over.
"Alright, I'm coming," I beamed.
After all that playing around, I actually became very tired. I ate dinner with everybody but passed on the movie that they wanted to watch. I still had a lot of paperwork to fill out before I could sleep tonight.
Sure, it could be easier if I had somebody to split the work with, but I didn't want to burden Anna or Kristoff with them. Besides, I was fine working by myself. I sunk back into my chair and continued filling out whatever forms and papers I needed to sign. Truthfully, the job of queen involved lots of reading and lots of signing. Unlike popular belief and interpretation, I did not get to just sit on my throne all day. I had responsibilities.
About halfway through my leaning stack of paper, I came across a very familiar country – the Southern Isles. I physically glared at the name, remembering the seemingly innocent prince that was from the said country. It was all fun and games until someone's head almost got sliced off. Note the sarcasm.
After I got past all of the apology notes, I read about how they wanted to continue doing trade and other business with Arendelle. I scoffed, tossing the paper aside. What did they expect me to say? Well, now that you ask, of course I forgive your son for trying to kill me! Let's throw a carnival to express our rejuvenation!
Once I finished the rest of the papers, I fell onto the bed, exhausted. I was 100 percent done with today and looking at the new stack of paper sitting in the corner of the room, I was about 40 percent done with tomorrow as well.
Trying to avoid thinking about tomorrow, I closed my eyes and quickly fell into a deep slumber.