#elsa starter

It was a beautiful morning in Arendelle, especially in the summer months. The weather was not as hot as is should be which Elsa was glad about since she hated the heat. The garden was in full bloom with the large variety of flowers that inhabited it decorating her eyesight with distinct bright colors. Holding her hands together as she strolled through the garden, she bowed her head to the passing gardeners and commended them for the excellent care that they had taken into making the outdoor oasis as beautiful as it was. Stopping in front of a white rose, Elsa bent down and sniffed it, closing her eyes and letting the aroma settle in her nostrils. 

Grey swooped down in wide spirals, landing on a delicate-looking balcony. An entire palace made of ice? He definitely had to meet whoever made this. Being careful not to spread tendrils of dirty frost from his feet, he pulled open one of the doors and poked his head into the impressive room. “Hello?”