After a moment's silence Ingrid spoke again.
"We should really greet our subjects." She said as she waved regally to where they were looking up to her. Ingrid looked back over to Emma and Elsa. Elsa hadn't moved for 5 minutes, and Emma was holding her hand by the wall.
Emma was still wearing her storybrooke attire. That wouldn't do at all. The people of Arendelle would never accept her if she looked so different. She waved her hand towards Emma and thought of Gerda's pink dresses.
One minute Emma had been thinking of all the people Ingrid could have chosen to bring back and the next she was surrounded by little snow particles, and reflexively she let go of Elsa's hand. Before she knew it the snow had reduced and Emma looked angrily towards the snow queen. What was she doing?
"Oh Emma, don't look so enraged my dear." Ingrid magiced a mirror out of thin air. "Open your eyes and look at yourself. I have done you a great service."
Emma looked up reluctantly. In front of her stood a different girl, a girl she had not seen before. Her hair had been twisted into a bun, with plaits running down either side of her head. Instead of her leather jacket she was wearing a baby pink floor length dress, embedded with diamonds that twinkled as she turned around. It was a big dress, but despite it's large skirt Emma found it was easy to move around in. The sleeves came to a point at her middle finger, and as she glanced down she got a good look at the intricate detail that had been embroidered onto this dress. It was nothing like she had ever seen before.
The SNow Queen smiled at her handy work and magicked a cloak into Emma's outfit. It was dark pink, and had a black collar with a pin at the top.
"I've seen this before.." Emma said quietly
"Anna!" Elsa stood up infuriated. "That's Anna's cape! Where did you get it?!" She grabbed at the fabric on Emma's back, stroking it.
"Oh Elsa, by now you should know that I can get my hands on anything." Ingrid smiled, glancing down at the growing crowd of townspeople in the square before the palace. "Let's go." She commanded, and the doors flew open as she did so.
"Will they not recognise me as Queen?" Elsa shouted as Ingrid moved towards the door.
"No Elsa, for this is not your Arendelle. To these people, I am the only Queen and you two are my younger sisters. You are nothing but a princess, the third princess, in this Arendelle." Ingrid stretched her hand out towards Elsa and Emma. "Now, follow me before I have to force you."
At the door to the outside Emma grabbed Elsa's shaking hand.
"I promise, if it's the last thing I ever do, that we will find a way back to Storybrooke and I will reunite you and your sister and send you back to your Arendelle." She promised under her breath