"We're going to have to go back." pressed Elsa, well aware of her sister's weakness for chocolate. "There isn't even a bar of chocolate up here."

"No chocolate?" gasped Anna. Then she steeled herself. "You're trying to make me go back." she accused.

"We have obligations to the people, Princess Anna."

"You have." corrected Anna. "I'm only the princess."

" The Crown Princess has responsibilities too." said Elsa bluntly. "You're royalty, whether you like it or not. The people expect it. And we can expect an invasion if word gets out that the Queen and the Crown Princess are hiding up in the mountains and that the Princess has snow powers, or sorcery, as the Duke of Weaseltown says it. It might spark a rebellion. I left the council in charge. They might be having trouble handling things." She frowned. "I think I might just send a message of admonishment to the Duchy of Weselton soon. It appears that they are obsessed with bankrupting each other. That's okay as long as they keep to themselves, but they are very interested in expanding operations."

Back in Arendelle, the council was arguing. The sea had not frozen completely, and a lot of the guests departed, amongst them a grumbling Duke of Weselton. The town was still snowed in, and the crops had taken the toll. Farmers lost newborn lambs and many were blaming Princess Anna, and the Queen for running after her.

"Then go back to Arendelle and smooth things over. I'm not ready yet." said Anna, talking over Olaf, who was babbling about hot chocolate.

"We don't have any food." said Elsa.

"They didn't bring any food." said an old minister. "They have to come back sometime."

"But do we want them to?" questioned an earl.

"Do they even want us to go back, after what I did?" said Anna.

"Is this really how you want to live?" countered Elsa.

"No." Anna admitted. "I can't live like that anymore."

"Okay. Let's go." said Elsa.

The old minister frowned. "Queen Elsa knows her royal obligations. She will be back." He stood up and left.

"Her sister is another matter. This cursed winter is killing all the livestock. The crops too. We have to find them." insisted the earl, looking around.

General murmurs of agreement filled the room. The council comprised mostly of noblemen who depended on tax revenues. The unnatural winter could well bankrupt them.

"I'll organise a search party." said a baron, standing up. And so the meeting more or less ended.

"I'm not ready yet!" protested Anna.

"And when will that be?" demanded Elsa. Olaf looked up and picked up on a subject they had left sometime ago.

"There's a shop somewhere that way."he said, waving a hand- twig vaguely. Neither sister took any notice. They were glaring at each other now, sibling rivalry emerging later than usual.

"I as Queen Elsa of Arendelle, command you to return to the castle and stay in your rooms!" shouted Elsa, using her authority as queen.

"These are my rooms." said Anna coldly, standing up. "Now begone from within these walls, for I reign here. Go home and play Queen, on that ridiculous throne of yours. This is my place, and I will stay here." She swept dramatically up the stairs. Olaf was talking about the shop, mostly to himself.

Elsa stared after her for a moment, then left the ice palace, slamming the doors behind her.