Anna and Kristoff things:
She brings him hot chocolate and oatmeal cookies to the barn.
Together they go sledding into the mountains to explore the empty ice palace and remember their adventures.
Stolen summer kisses in the kitchen when he arrives with a new batch of ice.
She and her sister stay late at the library and Anna shares how she feels about Kristoff and how he restored her faith in love.
They stand in front of the mirror and Kristoff reverently lowers the crown on her loose soft curls.
Anna teaches him to dance for the upcoming Grand Winter Ball and Elsa secretly conjures snowflakes fall from the ceiling.
Rosemailing, warm furs, falling snow, yellow squares of the Castle's windows against winter night, earth and fire, crocuses and firs, Northern Lights and their secret ways just for the two of them, hot springs in the Valley of the Living Rocks.
Elsa and the Forest Things:
It's the Winter Solstice, and her face and hands are painted with glowing blue and purple sorcerous dye: ancient strokes and runes.
She and her tribe stand in the Stone Circle, Honeymaren beats a drum, and by Elsa's song, the Spirits descend to them; they dance, swirl around, they are light on this longest night of the year.
Memories, secrets of the past, lost things and people, mysteries of the world, all this Elsa reads in the book of ice.
Migrating reindeers, snow footprints, triangles of kotas against the white and black of the winter forest, fire and water.
She feels the magic of Ahtohallan in every falling snowflake, in herself.
Ancestral legends and Yelana's stories of Iduna.
Free, cold wind in her white hair.
She wants to tell her sister so many things.