Behind heavy wooden doors there was a dull roar of counsel men. Opinions and facts flew back and fourth as if each were an arrow loosed for a specific target. Like all men, some think their ideas and notions better than others, which makes it hard to come to a decision.

"It's Arendelle law!"

"Damn the law we will lose this if we start a war!"

"If we start it? They started it!"

"They assassinated the king!

There was one present that did not shout. One that did not speak, but listened instead. Listened to the bickering, and the chatter. A gloved hand rose, a silent command for all talk to cease. After a few moments the only voice that was heard was the Queen's.

"Arendelle law clearly states, if the ruling monarch is assassinated, Arendelle goes to war."

"your Majesty, If I may.."

"No, you may not."

"We are the counsel, the advisers, will you not let us advise?"

"I have made my decision."

"But-"

Her hand hit the table with more force that she had intended, a loud thud echoed off the walls. The room fell silent again, and even Elsa herself looked a little stunned. Quickly she recovered, keeping her poise. Her gaze was strong as she looked into the eyes of each one of the men present. "My decision is final. Arendelle will go to war."

Not a single man present challenged her after that. The blonde tore her icy gaze from them and removed herself from the room. Cantering down the hall towards her quarters, her head spinning. It came to her as no surprise when Anna's voice called after her. No doubt she had been ease dropping, she was always tucked away some where getting information. Elsa had even thought of giving her the title of spy once.

The monarch didn't slow down, nor did her gaze shift from its forward position. Elsa was in sovereign mode. "Elsa wait! Elsa!" Anna's hand finally managed to grab her shoulder and pull the older woman to a stop. Almost violently Elsa jerked away, eyes fixed on the woman before her. "What?"

Anna flinched, Elsa's tone was sharp, still she knew Elsa had meant nothing by it.

"So Arendelle is going to war? "

"It is in accordance with the laws."

" Can Arendelle handle war with the Southern Isles?"

"We can."

"What of their navy? Elsa their ships out number ours."

"Then we will have to fight on foot wont we?"

"How? How will you get past their ships? They will be out in the water's before you get with in eight-hundred feet of their lands, Hell I'd be surprised if you got a thousand feet."

"Enough Anna."

"Elsa you can't just go to war, you need a plan!"

"I said ENOUGH."

Anna froze, her heart slowly breaking. All that weight on Elsa's shoulders must have been hard for her to carry. The red head had noticed the change immediately, from the moment her father died, and worse after she was crowned. Elsa was wearing thin from everything that was expected from her. What's worse is that no one understood that, she was a Queen and that was how people saw her. Anna was beginning to wonder if she was the only one left that saw her as a person. "Apologies your Grace." She did her best to hide the tears the welled from the sting in Elsa's tone.

"Anna..I.." Elsa's features softened for just a moment.

"No, No. It's alright, it's not my place. I know that, I'm sorry." As she spoke Anna retreated slightly. "I should learn that you are Queen now, that is your place, and I should probably learn mine as well." Head dipped low she bowed out and walked away.

Elsa's gaze followed Anna's retreating form, brow furrowed. She sighed heavily before returning to her chambers. She sank down onto her bed, gaze intently fixed on the ceiling.

"Oh Elsa, Queen for barely a week and a half, and you're already hurting the people you love most."