"Yay! We're going to visit Aunt Elsa!" the little blonde girl cheered as Kristoff lifted her into the wagon, her hazel eyes sparkling with joy.
"Mother, why does Father never visit the Northuldra with us?" her older brother asked innocently, climbing over the back of the wagon.
"There's been too much to do in the West Indies," Anna explained, shifting the baby to her other hip so that Kristoff could assist them up. "He misses you all terribly when he's away."
Kristoff met Anna's eyes, knowing very well the look when she hid the truth.
"Ready Sven? Let's get going!"