she glances around the tiny room around her & nervously chews at her lip . she hasn’t shared a room with ANYONE ever since the accident all those years ago & the thought of being in such close proximity with a stranger makes her stomach churn . they’ve informed her that the girl is like her ---- a royal ---- but that doesn’t relieve her anxiety much . she knows how some royals can be & the last thing she wants to do is to tread on someone’s toes . she’s just finishing packing the last of her CLOTHES into the small set of drawers by her bed when she hears the door creak open . she turns to look at the visitor ; frightened , blue eyes settling on their frame as she grips onto the last jumper as if her life depends on it . ❝ hello . ❞ she mumbles WARILY as he eyes fall back to the floor again . ❝ i’m elsa . ❞
@rightfullyenthroned / ❄













