Something has been on her mind ever since the frozen-heart incident, but she hasn’t felt quite up to broaching the subject with her sister until now. Mostly it’s because she’s been trying to repair the damage years of isolation have done to their relationship, and what she’s been thinking about could open such old wounds Anna herself can only imagine what caused them. It’s the imagining that’s the problem; she’d like to have an answer to ease her disquiet.

“Don’t mention it. Can’t leave a lady out in the rain.” He had been on his way home when the sudden, pelting rain began to fall. Each fat, cold drop soaked through his clothes; his jacket creaked, his pants sagged with the weight of the water and his shoes oozed on the floor of the apartment lobby. It was his good fortune that he had been close to home; meant he could hurry upstairs and change into something dry and warm once he trudged into his room.

Spotting her outside, threads of her white hair sticking to her face, he felt more concern for her than he did himself. Calling to her was easy, and he had no trouble holding the door open for her. The man sitting behind the front desk peered over his newspaper, but didn’t complain about his tenant letting in a stranger.

“I once knew a woman like you though she claimed it was through her Red God and his fire that she never felt the cold.” Garbbed as this girl despite the winds that lashed against them, winds that turned the snow fall into a hundred thousand frozen daggers that sliced against their skin, this girl was no more affected by the this chill than the Red Woman had once been. All the while Jon stood huddled beneath his furs pulled tight around him and still the cold sunk bone achingly deep. 

*:･ﾟ♥ Kairi had heard of this place before. A world where her eyes would meet a world entirely different from the one she is used to. In here, the sun would shine brighter in all the amazing tones of blue ( in contrary to the typical yellows & oranges of home ). The warm feeling of sand beneath her feet would be replaced by the small, soft, icy-cold crystals of white snow that now graced the floor. In all honesty, the pure-hearted princess couldn’t possibly contain her excitement when visiting a world like Arendelle. This was all so new !! This was all so beautiful & magnificent to be seen !! 

       taking in every detail of the view that surrounds her, the girl can’t help but smile contentedly. Her indigo eyes shine with the happiest gleam of cheer, digits twining on one another as petite hands unite behind her back. It’s incredibly easy to forget the reason as to why she had been sent to visit this place when she’s entirely entranced by the gentle kisses of cool air in her skin & her feet pace on the fluffy layers of snow. She stays lost in her own bubble for a few more minutes, until, not too far in the distance, something ( or more precisely ... someone ) manages to capture the princess’ attention. Could this be the Queen Kairi was supposed to meet with ? If her assumption is indeed correct ... then, it’s probably for the best if she saves all the sightseeing for later.

       with the trace of an ever-growing grin on her delicate features, the warrior of light walks close enough for her words to be heard:     ❝ Excuse me. ❞     The girl starts, a brief pause following.     ❝ If you’re not, this is going to sound really silly, but... are you Queen Elsa? My name is Kairi! I am Sora’s friend! ❞

Sora told Xion all sorts of stories about Arendelle. A kingdom nestled in cold mountains of pine and gray stone. A castle on a fjörd as smooth as glass. Xion had visited once but on the far side of the mountains admits bitter snow storm. She left within hours of arrival. She had seen none of the legendary landscape Sora promised, and she certainly didn’t meet any princesses. He claimed to have met two. On her second trip though, Xion began to see what he was talking about. 

Warm but not burning sunlight kissed Xion’s cheeks as she stepped from shadowed portal to the quaint streets of cobblestone and thatched roof. The breeze was pleasant. Ladies in billowing and colorful gowns bartered at a thriving mark. Little kids chased each other between the twisting alleyways of the small village. There was magic here, Xion could feel it in the air, just as Sora promised. He also demanded she go introduce herself to ‘Anna’ and ‘Elsa,’ ‘they’re so nice!’ Some inquiring revealed that ‘Anna’ and ‘Elsa’ were the princesses he met, or rather Princess and Queen. So, Xion guessed she had a royal audience. 

The Queen was robed in crystal ice, delicate lace knitted of frozen snowflake. Ice flourished in the white braid of her hair, tossed over thin, pale shoulder. Crystal clear eyes regarded Xion in chilling stare. Xion stood in waiting, hands clasped behind her at foot of throne. Sora’s name got her this far but it was her prerogative to impress. In the Organization she was always told not to interact with people of the worlds. It was not in her mission. Sora had a different modus operandi, these people were good friends. Ones he hoped to see again. 

The Queen stepped forward, stood on step above Xion had to crane her head to look into heart-shaped face. Should she bow or curtsey? She didn’t know how to do either. Then the Queen reached from depths of cloak thing but elegant hand, a finger hooked beneath Xion’s chin to tilt her face just so. Queen Elsa leaned down and pressed a single, soft kiss, the briefest fluttering of a touch to the tip of Xion’s nose. Both brow and bridge scrunched at sudden contact and as liquid cold seeped into Xion’s form, surprising but not unpleasant. Even for a body like hers, Xion shivered. The Queen returned her hand and straightened, soft smile curling her lips. 

The snow underneath her feet crunched the louder as her pace quickened. Seldom were the times when she visited the highest grounds of Mt. Lanakila and thus she moved across unfamiliar terrain. Her pup pokémon, Pollux, hopped across the snow with ease, taking bites out of the air in his attempts to catch one of the dancing snowflakes that came from the sky above them.

An approaching snowfall wasn’t rare, but it was unexpected for today according to the weather report Annie had thoroughly checked before daring to set one foot on the mountain. Would the weather be this unpredictable,  the trainer would much rather reach a safe haven in case a blizzard decided to blew over them.

The faint shape of a person in the distance distracted her from her thoughts. Dressed in whites and blues, one would think she could easily blend into the snowy scenery. Annie didn’t know whether or not the stranger was aware of the potential risk upon them, but she preferred to be safe than worried. No loss in warning a person before danger ensured. Taking large strides over the snow the woman, she quickly approached her, with Pollux happily following her by. 

“Excuse me, miss! A-are you lost? It’s a bit tricky to be up at the mountain on your own right now...”

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The Queen’s voice pulls her back from the thin string that kept her from falling into a void of slumber, prompting her to perk up on her seat and glance back to the royal woman in bafflement. Her words hadn’t been lost despite her hearing them from across a tunnel of consciousness. Passed her initial surprise, it came the embarrassment, that which not so subtly made itself be shown in the way Annie’s face reddened. Did the Queen’s kindness know no boundaries? 

It must’ve been clear for Elsa to notice the struggle of the young woman to remain awake on her chair; the way her shoulders slumped with the weight of tiredness and how her eyelids threatened to close themselves. The opened book she’d picked to accompany Queen Elsa on her reading was just a few inches away to fall from her lap.