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royallyawkwardanna
insomnem-diluvium
oakenthetrader
❈ One wrong move, and they'll all know...
She was going to have to talk to Marshmellow about being a better security snowman. So many people had been coming by the past week, it was if Elsa never left Arendell to begin with. A tired sigh left her lips as the queen rose from her seat by the window. It was a slow morning; no birds called, no frost whispered and the mountain seemed to snore with every breath the earth took.
Fingers combed through messy blonde bangs, trying to get the fickle tresses under control. Not only couldn't she control herself, but it seemed like her hair as well. After a moment of nervous picking and fussing, Elsa just let her hair fall where it may. With a tired flourish, she padded over to the grand stair case, face lifting just a fraction of an inch before staring down at the figure in her castle.
"....H-hello." she flinched slightly as her voice echoed.
