𝕂𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕗𝕗

Now, if you’ll excuse me—I’m gonna go now…” She began, turning around and ramming ( right ) into the door with a loud thud.

Elsa had to give his arm a poke at the 'cold' comment. That had been one of her signature sayings, so it was always odd to have someone else saying it. Once settled with tea, Elsa felt much more relaxed… "How has everyone been? I always feel so… out of the loop."

"Come, you must join me for tea. Let's at least get out of this weather." She'd rushed outside to greet him when she saw him approach. Even if she wasn't bothered by external cold, heavy rain could still soak through her dress. Inside the warm castle was much better.

Anna nodded, reaching forward to squeeze his hand tenderly. “Don’t be foolish, Kristoff. I’m as happy as can be. As long as I have you by my side, I don’t have a single worry in the world.” The Queen mused, letting go of his digits now to continue eating. The rest of the

Oh, Kristoff gives marvelous hugs~! “You must tell me how you’ve been—I feel like it’s been ages!”

Anna blinked a few times, laughing nervously as she tried her best to clean up the spill. “Oh! Hey there, you. I totally—I definitely—I absolutely was ( not ) eavesdropping on your playing.” She replied nervously, chewing on her lip.

all. So please, don’t stress.” She whispered, finding that she was definitely getting lost in admiring her citizen’s physical features. He was uncharacteristically handsome, in a way. He was larger and bulkier, but in a sense of build. He was more muscular than everyone

Anna is ( totally ) not eavesdropping on his playing. Well, it isn’t ( obvious ) until she leans too hard against the wall and accidentally knocks over a nearby vase.

His playing is magnificent. She’ll be standing nearby, listening.

He's implying there are other sisters-in-law that she must compete with? Pah. No matter, she would very much like a hug from the mountain man; it feels like it has been too long!

Incoming sister in law—!!!

It’s not very… 𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 of her, but she revs up a running start, gaining speed and closing the distance until she jumps up into his arms – laughing.