Written Heart { thesnowkingofarendelle closed rp }
❆Elsa's heart raced as she stepped into the ballroom, her fingers wrapped around the letter that said her long-time friend would be at this very gathering. For years she had communicated by writing with Elsus, explaining their lives and all the things that worried them. She had never felt so close to someone she had never met before and after so many letters had been exchanged.
Little shards of ice speared out around her feet from her excitement, and she had to calm herself down to let the ice float away. Her fingers tucked a strand of hair away behind her ear, glancing out over the figures in the room. Many were dancing and drinking and the sound of chatter was almost matching the levels of the orchestra.
Elsa glanced down at the words on the letter, telling her to meet him somewhere near the buffet table. Nervously the Queen picked at a few pieces of chocolate, enticed by the smell and sweet taste as her stomach turned over with butterflies. She had not been this nervous for a very long time - not since long before she had begun to control her powers - and especially not a happy kind of nervous.
Letting her eyes close for just a moment, Elsa took a few deep breaths in and glanced at the door. All she'd had to go on for Elsus' appearance was what he'd told her in letters. Tall and pale with blonde hair. Unfortunately there was a great many men in the room who resembled exactly that, and she wrinkled her nose in dismay. How would she know who he was? What if he didn't come for some reason or another?
Suddenly the excited nerves turned to real ones, her fingers tracing delicately over the phrase 'I'll see you soon' on the page she'd brought with her. If only that soon would hurry up and arrive. The stuffy galas were never the same without someone you liked to spend them with.
