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"Where are you going?" Anna demands her sister as Elsa hoist herself onto her horse, Frostbite. Elsa makes an attempt to pretend that Anna isn't there, but Anna has been desperate just to talk to her. "Elsa!"
The Queen looks down at her sister, recognizing the fear, curiosity, and confusion in her blue orbs. For some unknown reason, like many times before, Elsa doesn't care. It's just the odd coldness she feels. Not temperature coldness but emptiness coldness. "Anna." Even her voice had become dull and cold.
"For the past months, you've been disappearing around this time and returning before dinner," Anna says.
"Is that not an acceptable time?" Elsa asks, coldly. "Do you want me to return after dinner?" Because she can. She is Queen. The Ice Queen. She does what she wants.
Elsa sees the hurt in Anna's eyes, but do not regret her words. Anna grasps the hem of her sister's navy dress. "Elsa, I'm worried. This isn't you."
You don't know me, Elsa thinks. No one does.
"You've gotten cold," Anna says.
You don't know cold.
"Is there something wrong? I can help or we can go to the trolls-"
"Anna," Elsa tries to interrupt but her sister continues.
"-and they can figure out what's wrong. Maybe you're just sick. Do you feel ill? Is there a doctor you're going to? Where are you going?"
"My whereabouts aren't your concerns."
"But I'm worried. You don't take an escort or a guard. Kristoff noticed too. He's worried and Olaf... even the staffs are too!"
Elsa suddenly has the urge to freeze Anna where she stands. She's wasting her time. "Then assure them I will return an hour before dinner. Now if you can, get out of my way. Please." The 'please' isn't meant for the kindness. It hints as a warning.
Anna reluctantly released her grip and Elsa waste no more seconds of commanding her horse to speed off, with a kick of her heeled boots.
The wind whips through her long half white, half black hair as Elsa commands Frostbite to pick up the speed. At this rate of their speed, you'll guess that the designation matters of a loved one. But it's not. This designation matters of her sanity.
The Everlasting Winter Forest is far from Arendelle, behind the mountains where her ice castle (still) stands. A forest of eternal winter, forbidden to everyone but herself and another. Anyone caught there, in her winter wonderland, would be frozen on sight. No. She hasn't frozen anyone... yet. She had an urge to freeze Anna. This isn't the first urge. She did it before but it was misshapen. But now, she wants to purposely freeze her. Her own sister. Anna just doesn't understand the pain inside Elsa. Sure she can be worried and concerned about Elsa. There are qualms about that. However, what is it can Anna do if Elsa is in real danger? Protect her? Elsa sneers at that thought. Anna can't even protect herself, let alone a queen. Anna's choices can be very poor. Her demands for that immediate engagement was the spark of the previous eternal winter in Arendelle. All because of her sister's stupid choices...
Elsa slows her horse. Here she goes again with the cold, heartless thoughts about her sister. She doesn't know why she acts so cold towards Anna and everyone who makes contact with her. Elsa blames it on the black hair.