Visitors – Canto II

By

Rogue Amazon Boo

She slowly approached the stone edifices on the top of the hill.

The slender young woman with the white blond hair and tragic eyes reached the top and stood there alone.

She had been here before…once long ago, but not when it had really counted. Queen Elsa of Arendelle stood before the towering stones, her spine straight, her bearing regal…just like they taught her.

She was the eldest, the leader…the one being groomed to bear the weight of the crown. She had never really felt she was worthy of it. She stood and stared at the stones in silence. She didn't go to the funeral. It was something that would haunt her for the rest of her days. She had been filled with so much grief and fear that it was impossible for her to control her powers.

She felt she had failed them in some way because of it.

Elsa slowly approached and laid her hand on her father's marker. Her ungloved fingers caressed the smooth stone.

"Papa…I-I couldn't conceal it anymore. I would say I'm sorry, but I don't believe I am." She paused to collect her thoughts.

"The Trolls were correct. Fear was my enemy…and I had so much fear." She shivered but it had nothing to do with the brisk fall day. The cold never bothered her.

"I also had a great deal of anger…at you and mama. I was angry that you taught me to conceal my powers and I was angry that when I needed you the most…you left me behind. I know…the anger was…is irrational. I was ashamed to feel that way because I know you only did what you thought was best." She sighed.

"I've never been able to admit that before…that I was angry. I'm not any longer. Now, I simply miss you. I miss your wise council, I miss mama's hugs, I miss…being a family."

Elsa smiled and it lite her sad eyes up from within.

"I have Anna back. I missed her so much. When you died and she came to my door…I w-wanted so much to let her in, but my fear of hurting her was too great." Her smile vanished.

"I-I'm so sorry I didn't hug you goodbye. I'm so sorry that I was angry with you. I-I'm sorry I couldn't attend your funeral and that I left Anna to handle everything on her own. I'm sorry I lost control…but I'm not sorry how it all turned out in the end."

She ran her hand down the cool stone and then shift to touch her mother's.

"I just wanted you both to know that I love you and I hope that I have made you proud. I want so very much to make you proud." She wiped the tears from her eyes, caressed the stones one last time, and turned to go.

"I love you both." She whispered and walked back down the hill. She didn't hear the wind whisper back that they were always proud of her, their little girl who'd always possessed the inner strength and beauty to be queen.