#freckledarendellian

[mslottielabouff]

Anna walked along the harbor, dodging through people and soaking in the fresh air. Her eyes widened as she spotted a pink-clad woman among a crush of Arendelle's visitors. "Um, hi," she said, giving the woman an awkward tap on the shoulder. "I like your dress! It's very pink."

Ooh, how she had been wanting to visit Arendelle ever since that whole shebang happened involving the queen and that nasty, albeit handsome, man who tried to take the throne. Maybe she’d meet him here! Ooh, that’s something Lottie definitely wouldn’t mind.

The ride trip itself was mostly uneventful, save for the handful of times Lottie got seasick. Poor thing.

But now here she was! Right at the harbor of Arendelle! It was even more beautiful than she imagined. The pictures didn’t do it justice.

Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Charlotte turned to face the woman who had asked for her attention. “Why thank ya, sugar!” She said, a smile on her face as she looked down at the skirt of her dress. She looked back up at the girl and looked at her dress, “That dress is the cats meow! That color looks darling on you!” Lottie said, admiring the dress that the woman wore. Then, she looked, truly looked, at who she was speaking to. 

Oh.

Oh.

All her life she had wanted to meet a real life princess (besides herself, of course.) She never thought she’d meet the princess of Arendelle within five minutes of stepping foot onto the docks.

And of course she recognized her! How couldn’t she? She was the princess of Arendelle! Everyone knew who she was!

But she didn’t voice this, at least, not directly. 

“So, your highness,” Lottie said, slipping the recognition of the princess in, “What brings you to the docks? Aren’t princesses usually in the castle being all pretty and loved by their prince?” She said, her voice slightly giving her thoughts of wanting to marry a prince away.

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Elsa raised her eyebrows at her sister before raising a hand to her lips and giggling softly. “I told you,” she teased. She decided to wait for her sister, allowing herself to enjoy the weather for a few moments. The bite that Anna felt did nothing to the ice Queen. Being outside in the falling snow like this felt like walking onto a sandy beach to her. 

She took a few steps into the courtyard, her feet making indents in the snow. Smiling she allowed a few snowflakes to swirl from her fingertips. Giggling softly to herself, she turned back to the doors. “Anna! Come on! Maybe before the snow melts!” she shouted, a teasing laugh escaping her lips. 

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Anna crept down the palace hallways. She was bundled in her winter gear, which consisted of a coat and a scarf patterned with rosemaling. She knocked eagerly on the door to her sister's study, barely able to contain her excitement. As the door creaked open, Anna practically bounced on her feet. "Elsa," she exclaimed," it's snowing! Do you wanna build a snowman?"

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     Queen Elsa was hunched over her desk, her left hand was sore from writing so much, but she had to get these proclamations out today. She yawned and sighed softly. It was so boring, and she wished for someone to come and distract her. Luckily for her, Anna had come with the perfect distraction. 

     Looking up when she heard a knock, she felt her lips pull into a smile. Elsa turned her head to look out the window where soft white snowflakes fell. She felt excitement rising within her. Glancing back down at the paperwork, she gently pushed it aside. They could wait for just a few hours. 

     Grinning, Elsa stood and stepped around her desk. ❝I’d love to build a snowman! Come on, let’s go. Are you bundled up enough?❞ Elsa asked, walking over and pulling Anna’s cloak tighter around her sister. 

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@freckledarendellian

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Snow White smiled politely. “I would love to try her pie sometime.” She loved eating pie just as much as she loved making them. Though, many times the dwarves ate it before she could have any. “A tour? Well, that would be lovely.” She smiled nicely at the princess. “Should I leave the pie here?”