sydani: From the language of the nomadic travelers of the north, meaning heart, or core. Can be used as an endearment for friends, companions…
Anna stops reading.
Kristoff does this thing, when she has nightmares, where he wraps her up with those massive arms and just…talks to her, in what seems like every language in the world. She doesn't know where he learned them all and she doesn't know how he figured out that this is exactly what she needs—a voice in the silence, something to cling to—but it's nice, anyway.
The Problem is that one night when he's dragging her out of one he calls her sydani in that rolling language that she hadn't realized was her favorite until he switched and she missed it, and the word kind of gets stuck in her head.
Grand Pabbie'd told her that it means mushroom in the language of the trolls and it means shovel in some other dialects and asking Elsa had been no help at all because her sister had just given her a Look and told her to ask Kristoff and doesn't Elsa know that that's cheating,jeez and she'd just been about to give it up as a lost cause—maybe Kristoff had actually called her sardine, who knows—when she spots a stray note on one of those massive dictionaries no one ever reads, and now.
sydani: meaning heart,or core.
And now there's a fuzzy feeling in her chest, and it's weird—good weird, duh, but also like maybe she should go see a doctor? She's pretty sure fuzziness isn't supposed to happen in the chest area.
"Anna?"
It's Kristoff, of course it's—she forces the book under a shelf before realizing that, well. She's being stupid, because there's nothing technically wrong, he'd just.
Called her heart,that's all.
(Her chest does that fuzzy thing again.)
Anna nods to herself; right, time to Face Facts. There's probably a rational, reasonable way to react to this kind of thing—the thing where your boyfriend calls you his heart, who does that, seriously—
"There you are," Kristoff says. And there he is, ducking his head a little under the library's low ceiling, a piece of straw stuck in his hair.
Anna takes a deep breath. Calm, rational; she can do this.
"Let's get married," she says.