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royaliisms

“Do I look like I need help?” Elsa unintentionally snarled, she had dropped the pile of books she wanted to move from her room to the library, where she had a short meeting with the bishop, because her coronation would happen in less than an hour. And the soon-to-be Queen was more nervous than anyone could imagine.

The blonde had dropped her books and the heel of her shoe got stuck in the skirt of her dress when she bent over to grab the books. So there she was, sitting on the floor with her face hidden in her gloved hands. Like she was crying over the tear her heel had made in her dress, but in fact her sorrow had a much more complicated cause.

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Even after a few years of being as close to her sister and their friends as she could, Elsa was still somewhat awkward when people suddenly touched her. So when she felt arms wrapping around her waist she almost jumped up as she let out a loud shriek. 

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                                               Tiny, gloved hands gripped each other tightly                        as  w i d e  cerulean eyes scanned the crowd. It was the same at every        event they hosted. Before the festivities would begin, the royal family was announced and   then it would be a mad dash of other royals and nobles to the king and queen, all hoping to secure             something. A trading deal, a certain position at court. It was always SOMETHING.             And it meant that the monarchs had hardly any time to spare for their two daughters.

                                                Anna, of course, was not worried by this.                                She was too ecstatic with all of the guests, quickly running off                  to find children her age to play with. And who could blame her? These events          had become so RARE since the gates closed a little over a year ago. For her older sister,                               however, the only new emotion setting in was ANXIETY. What if                                         her gloves didn’t work tonight? What if she got scared                                                     and everyone found out her secret?

                                                       Determined to avoid such a crisis,                                      Elsa had decided to remain a wallflower for the evening,                      at least until her parents dismissed her to go to bed. Fiddling with her gloves,               she didn’t bother watching the party-goers. Doing so would only depress her further.        It was when she noticed another pair of shoes while looking down, that she finally looked up              and noticed a young boy staring at her. He was as finely dressed as any other guest,                                likely the child of some noble family. Glancing over him, her eyes                                                  met his and she raised a brow curiously.

                                   “ Wh-why are you looking at me like that?” she asked.                                                              ‘ or at all? ‘  she thought.

                     “What are you doing here, Hans?”

Anna eyed the man with auburn hair standing before her. Last time she had seen him, he was behind bars, on a ship, heading back to the Southern Isles. That night, she wished on her lucky star to never see him and  that  pointy nose of his ever again... Clearly she hadn’t wished hard enough. 

            “I will give you ten seconds to explain                   yourself before I call the guards.”

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