THERE IS A STRANGENESS to the whole situation. Kristoff has barely begun to bond with the Queen but now he doesn’t know even how to talk to her anymore. He runs a hand through his golden hair, eyes darting back and forth. His feelings at the moment are all over the place lately.   “   So,   ”  he starts because there’s no avoiding it any longer,   “   how are you feeling with, you know, all of this?   ”

the door

     it   always   ended  like  this.     anna  being  shut  out.     she   pushed   too  hard  again,     something  she  was  trying  to  work  on...     obviously   it  wasn’t  going  too  well.     a  hand  lightly  fell  on  to  the  door  before  sighing  and  turning  away.     blue  eyes  looking  down  at  her  hands,     as  she  tried  to  push  the  thoughts  of  elsa  distancing  herself   again.

     ❝     doesn’t  matter  where   we   are,     when   you’re   there  with  me.     ❞

              ❛   is it hard    ruling arendelle ?   i’m supposed to rule  corona  one day after my parents ,   but i’ve  barely  been exposed to royal life ,   let alone how to  govern  others .   i still can’t get used to the idea of  shoes .   how do you do it ,   elsa ?  ——  ooh !   your majesty ,   excuse me .   ❜

KING. That was a strange thought, wasn’t it? Truly, he never thought the’d see the day and yet here it was. He was a ruler. Hopefully a much more kind and fair ruler than he’d been in the past and than his father had been. With any luck, that would be just the case.

Any position of power, however, came with responsibilities. This was one of the more tame ones, it seemed: connections.

She had been welcomed onto the castle grounds with RESPECT, he trusted. She was a queen and deserved just as much reverence as he was shown, if not more. Even further, she is a guest.

There’s a warm smile on Adam’s face while he approaches her, stopping before her and bowing for a moment, just to show his admiration.

      “ -- Your Majesty.